<?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-4806962079051387797</id><updated>2012-01-01T23:06:51.218+08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Home Improvement'/><category term='Gossip'/><category term='Help'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='Filipino Film'/><category term='Baptismal'/><category term='Volunteer'/><category term='Film'/><category term='Job Hunt'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='Advertising'/><category term='commento'/><category term='America'/><category term='CONTEST'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='Freebies'/><category term='2012'/><category term='Photoshop Tutorials'/><category term='Busy'/><category term='Donation'/><category term='Resources'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Tribute to Michael Jackson'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Obama'/><category term='wedding 2011'/><category term='Self-Portrait'/><category term='Video'/><category term='News'/><category term='School'/><category term='Tribute to Corazon Aquino'/><category term='Worship'/><category term='Choi Siwon'/><category term='Campus Tour'/><category term='Photo Essay'/><category term='School Project'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Love Story'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Design'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Chinese New Year. Journal'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='a photo of a day'/><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Inspiration Day'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Ninoy Aquino'/><category term='Journal'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Inauguration'/><category term='monthsary'/><title type='text'>A Girl Behind The Camera</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5478780598024977093</id><published>2012-01-01T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:06:51.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year Everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UOXkkSFhaI/TwB2QnngGHI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VDDuKHvACoE/s1600/396305_10151102340765363_835955362_22434824_929070978_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UOXkkSFhaI/TwB2QnngGHI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VDDuKHvACoE/s400/396305_10151102340765363_835955362_22434824_929070978_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692679956880955506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not updating coz' I was too busy with a lot of stuffs.. Anyway, I hope your 2012 will be awesome to all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year Everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5478780598024977093?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5478780598024977093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5478780598024977093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5478780598024977093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5478780598024977093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-everyone.html' title='Happy New Year Everyone!'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3UOXkkSFhaI/TwB2QnngGHI/AAAAAAAAAq8/VDDuKHvACoE/s72-c/396305_10151102340765363_835955362_22434824_929070978_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-110351629667770138</id><published>2011-10-12T14:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:34:10.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Portrait'/><title type='text'>Self Portrait:New Look October</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/6235111300_13529b0b79.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/6235111300_13529b0b79.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When I close my eyes I see you .. when I open my eyes I miss you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-110351629667770138?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/110351629667770138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=110351629667770138&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/110351629667770138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/110351629667770138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/10/self-portraitnew-look-october.html' title='Self Portrait:New Look October'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3331999695025689826</id><published>2011-09-27T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T14:12:27.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Tumblr Photoblog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/339295_10150829935495363_835955362_21107634_1975353547_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 799px; height: 375px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/339295_10150829935495363_835955362_21107634_1975353547_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my first tumblr photoblog. Ever made this layout for 3 hours. So, this is it.. Follow me love!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3331999695025689826?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3331999695025689826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3331999695025689826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/09/tumblr-photoblog.html' title='Tumblr Photoblog'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2641827794272366607</id><published>2011-09-27T12:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T20:31:46.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photo of a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwQqyjCvTyI/ToFVmcdTWHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/be-Qt1Vlu_o/s1600/126291009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwQqyjCvTyI/ToFVmcdTWHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/be-Qt1Vlu_o/s400/126291009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656896725916538994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It pour downs with heavy rains and strong winds that cause traffic.. Be Safe Everyone out there!
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2641827794272366607?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2641827794272366607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2641827794272366607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-of-day_27.html' title='Photo of a day'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cwQqyjCvTyI/ToFVmcdTWHI/AAAAAAAAAoE/be-Qt1Vlu_o/s72-c/126291009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2800564271652799451</id><published>2011-09-08T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:51:59.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Birthdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luBd9XkdsdI/Tmjbm8UAhpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MIpZxokCti0/s1600/104821453.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luBd9XkdsdI/Tmjbm8UAhpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MIpZxokCti0/s400/104821453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650007194607847058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It was early the morning, I made a very special birthday to my father the greatest, bestest dad. I made this cupcake for the first time and have taken shoot before my dad woke up. Happy Happy Happy Birthday to you, Papa! and also Happy Happy Birthday to Mama Mary(everybody said I look like her hahaha) and to my cousin, Camyr Happy Birthday! We Love you! And those who celebrate birthday today, there happy birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2800564271652799451?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2800564271652799451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2800564271652799451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/09/september-birthdays.html' title='September Birthdays'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-luBd9XkdsdI/Tmjbm8UAhpI/AAAAAAAAAn8/MIpZxokCti0/s72-c/104821453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5789693760863453697</id><published>2011-09-07T17:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T23:15:11.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photo of a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhJfv9c-La0/Tmc2abVd1-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/UkQEbH4afQI/s1600/110748081.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhJfv9c-La0/Tmc2abVd1-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/UkQEbH4afQI/s400/110748081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649544085201868770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;A good morning text does not only mean "Good morning". It has a silent, loving message that says..."I think of you when I wake up." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, Palatino, 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Photos were taken at LV 2009. I miss there.. but I miss my boyfriend hehehe.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5789693760863453697?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5789693760863453697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5789693760863453697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/09/photo-of-day.html' title='Photo of a day'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OhJfv9c-La0/Tmc2abVd1-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/UkQEbH4afQI/s72-c/110748081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3300284486831607016</id><published>2011-09-06T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T17:19:40.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Inspiration Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTz70GtOMX4/TmXhgcwpeZI/AAAAAAAAAns/ypxumFYPzHg/s1600/tumblr_lqqnobf6Oh1qivgtho1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTz70GtOMX4/TmXhgcwpeZI/AAAAAAAAAns/ypxumFYPzHg/s400/tumblr_lqqnobf6Oh1qivgtho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649169255198456210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, don't forget that and you are amazing! ^_^&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry everyone for not update and its been a long time since I have visited but no one comment. Some went to Tumblr and some went to another website but I can't move to another one coz' I'm too busy to make theme in another website. I supposed to make a theme in my personal tumblr though I don't have time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe soon I will open it.. I promise.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3300284486831607016?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3300284486831607016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3300284486831607016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspiration-day_06.html' title='Inspiration Day'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTz70GtOMX4/TmXhgcwpeZI/AAAAAAAAAns/ypxumFYPzHg/s72-c/tumblr_lqqnobf6Oh1qivgtho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2116836904336032370</id><published>2011-07-31T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:05:40.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Self Portrait 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_0182.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 699px; height: 675px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_0182.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, it's been a long time since I have been updated.. Sorry friends for not coming here anyway, here's my self portrait today and I know I don't look old but still the same.. They said I'm too pretty and I'm glad to hear those positive comments from them..&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How are you all guys? How's weekend going on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2116836904336032370?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2116836904336032370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2116836904336032370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/07/self-portrait-2011.html' title='Self Portrait 2011'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8130856812856783879</id><published>2011-06-19T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T20:46:41.108+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day to All out there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1DpG3-7fkY/Tf2tYYB9nhI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4YNZYeTLNeU/s1600/78816029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1DpG3-7fkY/Tf2tYYB9nhI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4YNZYeTLNeU/s400/78816029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619838544307396114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

F - For all things you've lead me through and taught me
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
A - And for promising me that you will never leave me
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

T - Through and through you've shown me the ropes
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
H - Helping me in anything and everything I face
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
E - Everyday you're there for me by simply calling your name
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
R - Rarely do I get to thank you enough. So on this special day, I do exactly that.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you for being my father! We ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8130856812856783879?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8130856812856783879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8130856812856783879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-fathers-day-to-all-out-there.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day to All out there!'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1DpG3-7fkY/Tf2tYYB9nhI/AAAAAAAAAnc/4YNZYeTLNeU/s72-c/78816029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6763221017634785071</id><published>2011-06-16T14:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:07:55.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: normal; font-style: inherit; font-size: 3em; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; line-height: 1; text-align: center; "&gt;GIVE ME TIME TO RE-REFLECT
&amp;amp; FILTER MY ONLINE JOURNALS.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1.5em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; font-weight: inherit; font-size: 12px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: inherit; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Entries for the following is due soon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AUGUST &lt;i&gt;maybe job hunt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;SEPTEMBER &amp;amp; OCTOBER more &lt;i&gt;probably travel with friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;OCTOBER &lt;i&gt;hoping to get intern with photographer friend in Manila Bulletin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;NOVEMBER &lt;i&gt;I wish my boyfriend can come home from somewhere&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;DECEMBER &lt;i&gt;finding peace at home with family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6763221017634785071?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6763221017634785071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6763221017634785071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/06/give-me-time-to-re-reflect-filter-my.html' title=''/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8063348823306774250</id><published>2011-06-14T19:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:08:42.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Wedding Inspiration Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.stylemepretty.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Jose-Villa-Workshop-1.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; 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padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(79, 150, 159); "&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-71891" title="Jose-Villa-Workshop-7" src="http://cache.stylemepretty.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Jose-Villa-Workshop-7.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="813" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: top; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylemepretty.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Jose-Villa-Workshop-8.jpg" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(79, 150, 159); "&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone size-full wp-image-71890" title="Jose-Villa-Workshop-8" src="http://cache.stylemepretty.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/Jose-Villa-Workshop-8.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="827" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; vertical-align: top; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;Nostalgia photos.. I love this.. and I love weddings.. I wish I could have this when I marry someone I love hehehe.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;How about you guys? What are your wishes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8063348823306774250?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8063348823306774250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8063348823306774250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/06/wedding-inspiration-part-1.html' title='Wedding Inspiration Part 1'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2880543042376925265</id><published>2011-05-30T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:08:54.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Happiest Day of my Life</title><content type='html'>Thank you so much for bringing me to Resort World that I hadn't been there before.. You made me really happy and I thank you for that. I am sorry about the past I did it to you but I will not repeat it anymore. At this time, I would rather to stay calm and have trust in you.. I believe you as of now.&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos will be upload soon. Thank you so much sweetie!!! Love you sooo much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2880543042376925265?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2880543042376925265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2880543042376925265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/05/most-happiest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Most Happiest Day of my Life'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1886230341194226175</id><published>2011-05-20T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T14:11:59.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Letter to my Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>I am sorry from the bottom of my heart for my actions or unsaid last night. It was completely my mistake, please give me one chance to explain myself. I love you a lot and I guess that is the reason for my insecurity. Tomorrow is our month sary, I don't want to ruin our days that are not complete without us. I'm so ashamed to face you but I know myself I am not perfect.  &lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I should have talked to you, but I just ended up storming out! I should have at least listened to your explanation when you had called. Yesterday, I thought I was going to lose you, and I really don't want to lose you. You mean a lot to me, you give me all the freedom, happiness and love in this world, more than I deserve. You know, that I am not over possessive about you, in fact you are the cousin of my cousins/relative. But I really don't know why I behaved so stupid yesterday. Please accept my apology, I promise I won't repeat it again. I am really looking forward to meet you. I Love you!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1886230341194226175?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1886230341194226175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1886230341194226175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/05/sorry-letter-to-my-boyfriend.html' title='Sorry Letter to my Boyfriend'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5175157250390707376</id><published>2011-05-15T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T17:46:37.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding 2011'/><title type='text'>Wedding Inspiration 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSpKx9UueTM/Tc9nDRiZUdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eyoRLnRWa10/s1600/tumblr_lg9b0bE6Cg1qcpptho1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSpKx9UueTM/Tc9nDRiZUdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eyoRLnRWa10/s400/tumblr_lg9b0bE6Cg1qcpptho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606813367044493778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BC6yptxO2n8/Tc9nDN2RnxI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9l9w6VXJ8Go/s1600/one-shoulder-wedding-dress-2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BC6yptxO2n8/Tc9nDN2RnxI/AAAAAAAAAnI/9l9w6VXJ8Go/s400/one-shoulder-wedding-dress-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606813366054133522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2DCyZhRWiQ/Tc9nDJSITSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/s7oX-gn8PgI/s1600/monique-lhuillier-spring-2012-bridal-collection.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2DCyZhRWiQ/Tc9nDJSITSI/AAAAAAAAAnA/s7oX-gn8PgI/s400/monique-lhuillier-spring-2012-bridal-collection.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606813364828785954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyCgtGbuB3k/Tc9nC7H6OhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/q4Wnl429BaY/s1600/kate-middleton-grace-kelly-inspired-wedding-dress.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XyCgtGbuB3k/Tc9nC7H6OhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/q4Wnl429BaY/s400/kate-middleton-grace-kelly-inspired-wedding-dress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606813361027824146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FmptaeEL-0/Tc9nChyxEGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Aj3OXNNELbk/s1600/grace-kelly-lace-wedding-dresses.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6FmptaeEL-0/Tc9nChyxEGI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Aj3OXNNELbk/s400/grace-kelly-lace-wedding-dresses.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606813354228256866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gy8bGOVk_oE/Tc9mLx3b1xI/AAAAAAAAAmo/xuxkBGaUKks/s1600/enzoani-wedding-dresses-2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gy8bGOVk_oE/Tc9mLx3b1xI/AAAAAAAAAmo/xuxkBGaUKks/s400/enzoani-wedding-dresses-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606812413649999634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddrqcly2niU/Tc9mLs7NBnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/1zX3T0e3gPA/s1600/disney-princess-snow-white-wedding-dress.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddrqcly2niU/Tc9mLs7NBnI/AAAAAAAAAmg/1zX3T0e3gPA/s400/disney-princess-snow-white-wedding-dress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606812412323628658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kwPthyoAMG0/Tc9mLB5IEoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/WQnGwKB1hiY/s1600/ballet-length-wedding-dress-2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kwPthyoAMG0/Tc9mLB5IEoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/WQnGwKB1hiY/s400/ballet-length-wedding-dress-2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606812400772190850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXDf3AaU1vA/Tc9mLPUdHSI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/f07ArgmGgnU/s1600/191541_204705572887159_155747104449673_699312_5393363_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MXDf3AaU1vA/Tc9mLPUdHSI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/f07ArgmGgnU/s400/191541_204705572887159_155747104449673_699312_5393363_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606812404376476962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2w60KiiHhI/Tc9mK4nb9zI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Yw5-hsDzxwE/s1600/171491_192664367424613_155747104449673_616127_6644060_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2w60KiiHhI/Tc9mK4nb9zI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Yw5-hsDzxwE/s400/171491_192664367424613_155747104449673_616127_6644060_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606812398282078002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really love those wedding dresses of 2011. Well, I am not sure if I am getting married soon but my boyfriend wanted to marry me early so I don't know when hehehe.. :) But I am happy that I can be with him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5175157250390707376?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5175157250390707376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5175157250390707376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/05/wedding-inspiration-2011.html' title='Wedding Inspiration 2011'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSpKx9UueTM/Tc9nDRiZUdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eyoRLnRWa10/s72-c/tumblr_lg9b0bE6Cg1qcpptho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7220053267562474719</id><published>2011-04-21T13:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:43:17.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monthsary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Monthsary Message to my Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;I know we don’t get to talk or see each other much. But being apart for now doesn’t change the way I feel about you in my heart. Sure I’m lonely, and sometimes I’m overwhelmed with this emptiness in my chest. But, just remember that I love you and everything about you. That’s what gets me through every minute of every day that I’m without you. I long to hold you and feel your sweet caress, I have never loved anyone as much as I love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;You make me feel loved, you make me feel safe, but more importantly, you make me feel wanted. We both knew our friendship would grow right from the very first day we spoke. But, neither one of us could begin to imagine the love we both feel, not exploding or thundering into our hearts, but just slowly growing into a beautiful relationship that only you and I can understand. You are my soul mate, my best friend, my inspiration, and my love. Having your love has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I don’t care what others say about you and me. All I know is that I love you, and that will never change.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Do you exactly what the song means that you heard from youtube “THE BEST THING” by Reliant K. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. I can only say this once and will never be again. But to you alone. I love you so much that I can’t imagine. Roy, you are the smile in my face…the tears in my eyes…you are the thoughts in my mind and my dream every night…you will never be anyone but you will always be my only one MINE. I will love you no matter what ’til the end of time. I love you so much hubby..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;I don’t usually feel the miles between us, but for some reason, tonight I do. I miss you, with every fiber of my being…hahahaha…. It’s not often that we find ourselves with so much time in between conversations. And as we knew from the beginning, life was going to interfere sometimes. But that’s when I remember just how blessed we truly are for the time that we do spend together. It makes it all the more special, and I can only be grateful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;It’s times like this when I start to reflect on just how much you mean to me. That despite the thousands of miles between us, no two hearts could ever be closer. Not only do I feel blessed, but… I feel like I have been divinely favored. Out of all the people in the world, it’s as if God had picked you, just for me. He must have because it’s the easiest thing in the world for me to love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;The sun is about to rise where you are. And I wish more than anything that I could have been there with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Just know that I love you. Yesterday, right this second, tomorrow, and all the days of my life. I wanted to tell you how much I love you. Even though we won’t see each other for a few years, it will be worth it. I want to spend every second of my life with you, but unfortunately we will have to wait for that to be a possibility. I promise that you won’t regret waiting because I will always love you more than any other person could love you and I mean it. So wait for me while I’ll wait for you too…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;God has got his own reasons for us to meet and come this far. But I hope our love will flourish beyond what it is right now. Distance maybe just a part of the reason why sometimes we think we can’t handle this whole relationship, but I am sure our love for each other is way far stronger then any oceans can come across.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;I am writing you this letter to tell you that my love for you is so real that I can’t find any words to describe my feelings for you. At the same time I would like to thank you for all your patience while our relationship had to go through high waves and hard rocks. My love for you has grown so strong that I can never imagine a life without you now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;I will always be yours no matter what the world turns out to be. My heart will always yearning for your love and care forever. I love you always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Missing you so much!!!! I guess what I’m saying is that before you, it seemed that I had nothing, and now I feel I have it all. And it is all due to you and you alone. Well, I should probably say that I love you and miss you and that this has got to be harder than anything that I have ever done, being this close to you but yet so far away. I love you hubby, more than my life… more than my world. You are my world. Life wouldn’t be life if not shared with you. We may be far away from each other for now, but you have my heart and my love. And I know that I have yours, too. HAPPY MONTHSARY ROY! (10 months and still counting!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7220053267562474719?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7220053267562474719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7220053267562474719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/04/monthsary-message-to-my-boyfriend.html' title='Monthsary Message to my Boyfriend'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1554298333696716152</id><published>2011-03-04T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:54:28.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: The best birthday I ever had</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQyMDjNTQeA/TXDtTSYQoQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/QXKB2hXleVw/s1600/106631317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 500px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQyMDjNTQeA/TXDtTSYQoQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/QXKB2hXleVw/s400/106631317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220853918933250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wow, this is amazing day!! I'm really really happy and a lot of friends and families greeted me and I'm so sooo appreciated that they remembered my birthday.. I hope they continued remembering it.. I'm so loving the new day today.. &lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh yeah, my friend and I made this cake for my special day hahahaha.. It's blueberry cake.. It's sooo delicious.. And at last, I got a puppy (Maltese Half Spitz) and named him Cotton. I will post it tomorrow.. My gosh, thanks to all for remembering my birthday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I would get internship this summer and so hoping that I would get that soon. Pray for me.. and Wish me luck!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1554298333696716152?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1554298333696716152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1554298333696716152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/03/photoblog-best-birthday-i-ever-had.html' title='Photoblog: The best birthday I ever had'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQyMDjNTQeA/TXDtTSYQoQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/QXKB2hXleVw/s72-c/106631317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-345872027651174204</id><published>2011-02-25T19:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T19:54:39.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: New Me of 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/171718_10150419295330363_835955362_17456293_7953687_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 699px; height: 667px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/171718_10150419295330363_835955362_17456293_7953687_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my looks the hair and the color.. :) Thanks to the hair stylist and the staff.. Thank you so much!! I feel alive today.. The "me" is refreshing hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-345872027651174204?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/345872027651174204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/345872027651174204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/02/photoblog-new-me-of-2011.html' title='Photoblog: New Me of 2011'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2058752703398679269</id><published>2011-02-21T15:59:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T19:14:17.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: February Self-Portrait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/171690_10150414180425363_835955362_17388538_5157986_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 700px; height: 670px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/171690_10150414180425363_835955362_17388538_5157986_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long since I haven't updated. Been busy lately with work and other stuffs to do.. Projects coming up and I am really happy.. &lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the photoshop actions, I wasn't able to fix it all coz' of many work.. The work came up and had to start with a new corporation for our family and business with friends. So sorry.. I know I am kinda busy woman hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell in love over and over to my boyfriend for the few weeks. Our long distance is harder and we keep in touch through webcam and chat. Our love is always deeply strong. Thanks to Lord for keeping us together! I pray for it. Anyway, how are you friends? How's your new day? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy February Day! Have a nice weekdays! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2058752703398679269?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2058752703398679269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2058752703398679269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2011/02/photoblog-february-self-portrait.html' title='Photoblog: February Self-Portrait'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-893775999631905806</id><published>2010-12-18T00:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:21:02.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Volunteer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Special Child with Pretty Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 668px; height: 445px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/deafchild.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;
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Love this young boy with freckles and look at his beautiful eyes.. It was taken at San Jose, Montalban where I was invited by my friend and she ask me to be volunteer photographer for their organization, "Senyas Kamay Pilipinas". Help and support them and donate it at this email senyaskamaypilipinas@gmail.com to support education for the special children.
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You can find their facebook and look for Senyas Kamay Pilipinas. Thank you friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-893775999631905806?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/893775999631905806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=893775999631905806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/893775999631905806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/893775999631905806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/12/photoblog-special-child-with-pretty.html' title='Photoblog: Special Child with Pretty Eyes'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8059621452367271888</id><published>2010-11-26T08:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T08:47:27.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Lost Locket w/ Diary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/76306_10150333692725363_835955362_15957804_2647574_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 506px; height: 338px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/76306_10150333692725363_835955362_15957804_2647574_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lost my locket including my diary when I went to college. I couldn't find my fave locket and so good thing I took a picture of it before I went to school. *Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8059621452367271888?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/8059621452367271888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=8059621452367271888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8059621452367271888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8059621452367271888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/11/photoblog-lost-locket-w-diary.html' title='Photoblog: Lost Locket w/ Diary'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8306832211463412208</id><published>2010-11-26T08:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T08:47:45.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Blog Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating but I need to spend time with my boyfriend for two months. There will be a part two for our love stories. Once again, thank you for reading our love post and I really really appreciate from your comments and it brings us soooo happy.
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And yet, I'm gonna sell my photoshop actions and stock photos soon. So sorry and I know you have been waiting for it coz' I'm too busy lately with work especially love life hahaha.
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Well then, my blog will be hiatus til I spend time with him. Hehehe.. &lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/banana-03.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8306832211463412208?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8306832211463412208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8306832211463412208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-hiatus.html' title='Blog Hiatus'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7111730416592139258</id><published>2010-09-21T14:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T15:13:14.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>Be With You</title><content type='html'>Written by my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boyfriend..&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“To love is to share life together&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
to build special plans just for two&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
to work side by side&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
and then smile with pride&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
as one by one, dreams all come true.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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I remember the 1st time I ever saw her it was because our aunt wanted us to meet. So there she was standing right in front of me looking at me with her sweet smile but shy. There I stood frozen in front of her can’t even utter a single word.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“To love is to help and encourage&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
with smiles and sincere words of praise&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
to take time to share&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
to listen and care&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
in tender, affectionate ways.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I saw her sitting on a bench so I worked up all the guts I had and tried to come and talk… honestly I don’t know if we talked or not coz I never knew what to say. So most likely we just sat there in total silence her thinking about what this kid is doing and me thinking how much of an idiot I am for not knowing what to say… but I was young and very shy inexperienced in the whole romance thing.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“To love is to have someone special&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
one who you can always depend&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
to be there through the years&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
sharing laughter and tears&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
as a partner, a lover, a friend.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;A few more years went by and really there was no contact until an event came it was my cousin’s debut I was asked to be one of the 18 roses. I guess I knew she would be there, well a part of me wished if I could see her again maybe try to make up for the past. But like the last I still froze… I guess her being that amazingly gorgeous its really gonna be hard to put words together and say something… so the chance slipped away and this time I knew it might not happen again and she will be the one I will refer to as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“The Girl Who Got Away…”.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“To love is to make special memories&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
of moments you love to recall&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
of all the good things&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
that sharing life brings&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
love is the greatest of all.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;A few years pass and I had to leave the country to work abroad, met a few girls and found someone I thought to be the one for me… although she was always there the girl that got away… but things ended terribly and I got hurt really bad, my heart was broken and my will vanished. I had to cope with the loss threw myself to do other stuff until I found her again from my cousin. So I told myself what do I have to lose… let’s just say hello and see what her reaction will be… she responded with a nice greeting being such a friendly person. That is where we began to talk more and more until I asked for her YM ID. We talked everyday told her about stuff and the heartbreak I just had. She wanted to help so she gave her words of comfort and she supported a friend… at 1st she described me as a stranger then a stalker, but as we talk more and more I became her close friend.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“I've learned the full meaning&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
of sharing and caring&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
and having my dreams all come true;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I've learned the full meaning&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
of being in love&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
by being and loving with you.”&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Turns out she’s starting to feel something too… for the first in her life she’s starting to fall in love… luck I guess or was is fate that did all that. For me to find her again and regain the chance I lost before… I came to realize what a unique personality she has even though she can’t open up to me fully I came to know her a bit more. Until it became undeniable the feelings we developed for each other… for her it was her 1st… for me I feared it thinking I could get hurt again. But it was real… what she feels for me was real and what I feel for her is real. So I didn’t want to waste anymore time and another chance so I asked her to be my girlfriend, I know and I felt that we feel the same towards each other so I took the plunge and she officially became my Girlfriend. Since then I grew more and more fond with her and discovered more interesting facts about her life as a student, as a friend, and as a loving daughter. I was there when se was sad and down never left her side not even once. She means the world to me, she is my life… the common things we share made us closer the love we felt made us stronger. I know she is the one for me and I will never let her go… I will care for her and love her that is my mission. I will build my life around her and for her to help and encourage her in finding herself… her place in this world. I will forever support her in anything and everything she does coz I know there is greatness inside her. I’ve never been this happy and I guess I can say I’ve waited my whole life for her! I am totally completely fallen inlove with her and I know she feels the same way. I love you more than anything in this world DEAR and I would never tire telling you that everyday.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy 3rd MonthSary my Rina! I Love You always and forever!...&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
And for us to be together, to never be apart.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
No one else in the world can even compare,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
You're perfect and so is this love that we share.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
We have so much more than I ever thought we would,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I love you more than I ever thought I could.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I promise to give you all I have to give,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I'll do anything for you as long as I live.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
In your eyes I see our present, our future and past,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
By the way you look at me I know we will last.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I hope that one day you'll come to realize,&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
How perfect you are when seen through my eyes.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7111730416592139258?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/7111730416592139258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=7111730416592139258&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7111730416592139258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7111730416592139258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/09/be-with-you.html' title='Be With You'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5403257971411803648</id><published>2010-09-19T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:22:04.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Story'/><title type='text'>"Our" Love Story: Soulmate Reunited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How right you were when you said that if you let the mind wander  it can lead you far, far away into the wilderness and finally throw you  into a whirlwind. Given a chance the mind can get very imaginative and  creative too. You have a vague picture of me, maybe it is my portrayal  of myself through my blog or my eyes on the front page that stare at you  all the time. I, however, have no clue what you look like, but somehow  through our communications, you seem to have touched me deep within like  no one has been able to. I often wonder what you are like, not that it  really matters, because I’m madly in love with you anyways. But often I  wish I can have a picture of you in mind when I think of you.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;I first met him when we were young at the house of our "first" cousin though we are not related despite of different family. His father is the brother of my uncle's wife. And my uncle is the brother of my mom. I didn't even realized how timid that the two relationship. He first saw me standing somewhere talking to other cousins but I didn't even see him around because he is too invisible. I know how shy he was before.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
When we grow up, I sat down alone in a small bench and he came approached me sitting and asking me something. When I turned around him, I could try to ask him but he left without unsaid. I never knew this guy is way too shy to talk to me. Everything turns is like how could someone could never try to talk to me maybe because he only thought he wanted me to be his first friend. All of his relatives look at us or maybe he was lovestruck when he see me.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
There was a debut of our cousin in the hometown of Batangas. I was one of the 18 treasures and he was one of 18 roses. We couldn't approached that time. A lot of relatives came so I was tagged along with my mom or cousins. The next day, I saw him sitting alone when relatives are passing by; I sat down and try to talk to him.. He was too shy again and I couldn't even try but maybe we are mingle each other talk. Then my mom passed by giving her head sign to me meaning "No". I know that my mom is telling me not too close to him but we were too young back then.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
After that, we lost contact and his only sister came approached me telling me that he left to work abroad. I didn't ask anything about him maybe I was just wishing him good luck. Nothing happened the next day or other day because we lost contact.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
10 years passed by, he found me through our cousin in facebook. He added me and as I look under his name so I remembered that boy who never get to talk to me. I confirm him and we get to talk each other for such a long time. I know it's been a long time since we haven't talk or met. He has girlfriend that time and he was suffering a great deal of pain and confusion from the recent  breakup of his relationship with that girl. I recommended he seek healing  and, a week later, he came to me talking as his new close friend.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Seeing people in complete despair is a common occurrence for me but it  never gets any easier watching someone fall apart, not least because  I’ve been there. Some days, you just wonder what the human race is  coming to when people can hurt others in the way this boy was hurting.  However, he was living alone in Dubai for almost 3 years and I stay in the Philippines. I know we are both long distance relationship. I was here to help him to recover from his heartbreak.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
He told me his story, described what seemed an mysterious relationship –  until, in the midst of it, his ex had turned tail and run without  warning. To add to his grief and despair, within a week she had hooked up  with someone else and told him she wanted to try someone near to her that would easily end up falling in love with someone because of the kiss she haven't tried. Until then, he went back to Dubai, he cried alone and not finding a right girl for him. He cut all the ties to her within a month or I don't remember.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I told him my advice it's better for him to move on and get to talk each other really positive side. He was really happy as I gave him. I came to think of souls and its interchangeability. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before he asks me –  I can tell the number of days he has searched for the perfect soul to  ask. I can tell the amount of weight his “sighs” are making. I can also  tell the price of his trust and hope for an answer – or something that  makes sense. “Soul mate, really what is that?” He spent less than a day  to search for the perfect soul simply because he is not looking. His  sighs weigh like a brick of wall – he has something else in his mind. His trust is priceless– he is a good industrial engineer, he does not want to  risk anything. “A Soulmate,” I say “I’ve always believed, is something  or something that sparks your soul. Everyone believes their soulmates  are or will be their lovers. Maybe that is why everyone have not been  satisfied, always looking, always waiting. They do not believe that it  can be their next door neighbour, or their mother who raised, or their  brother or sister who protected, or their professor who taught. Would you ever  believe that you soulmate can be a beautiful eighty-year old woman? I  can believe mine can be my passion – fuels too much of my soul; it can  be a possibility. A soulmate secretes a deeper connection. A soulmate  can be a soulthing which gives so much value to life. Breathe. Accept  it.&lt;/span&gt;" -
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
As he started to develop with me because of my personality; and so on we have so much common the likes and dislikes and everything. And after that, he ask me to be his girl and I didn't even think about that coz' of long distance relationship. I gave him yes and it was dated last June 21 and its our first dated we became officially boyfriend and girlfriend. We talk a lot as we grow deeper and our love has grown so strong.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
He was my first love, bestfriend and boyfriend. Those three roles are important to me because I never had a boyfriend since I was still studying. People kept asking me, "Why I didn't have a boyfriend even I was too pretty?" I gave them my answers, "My first priorities was to finish my studies and got a diploma on my own." I'm very proud of myself what I did for the past of 7 years as a full time student. Right now, I found him, my first soul mate that entered my life.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
We were really happy everyday as much as we needed each other and I know how far we are. But we keep strong and we feel connected so much. I am really excited for you to come home this coming Christmas and I'm happy and I would be able to hug you.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;I really really love you, dear!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5403257971411803648?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5403257971411803648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5403257971411803648&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5403257971411803648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5403257971411803648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/09/our-love-story-soulmate-reunited.html' title='&quot;Our&quot; Love Story: Soulmate Reunited'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i33.tinypic.com/10rpcsp_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3077283605862623937</id><published>2010-09-18T22:06:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:31:02.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Vintage Inspirations 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TJTLnOpCmMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LAgmdsW-Ues/s1600/mal0k1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 617px; height: 410px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TJTLnOpCmMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LAgmdsW-Ues/s400/mal0k1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518259318241269954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I wanna have this in my room but too bad the stuff I put is not matched at all.. I want to redo it but my parents won't allow it.. It's expensive to fix everything but I know it.. *Sigh* hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3077283605862623937?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/3077283605862623937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=3077283605862623937&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3077283605862623937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3077283605862623937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/09/vintage-inspirations-2010.html' title='Vintage Inspirations 2010'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TJTLnOpCmMI/AAAAAAAAAk4/LAgmdsW-Ues/s72-c/mal0k1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4084866919761633418</id><published>2010-09-05T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:32:32.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-Portrait'/><title type='text'>Stunning Self Portrait with my BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_8227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 533px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_8227.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


Yes I lost a lot of weight today.. Well, just came back from church then  went off to Shangrila to watch movie "Despicable Me" hehe

It's  so funny movie but cute.. I love Steve Carrell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4084866919761633418?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4084866919761633418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4084866919761633418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/09/stunning-self-portrait-with-my-bff.html' title='Stunning Self Portrait with my BFF'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6356813153125507500</id><published>2010-08-03T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T22:15:02.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Natures Concept</title><content type='html'>Sorry everyone for not posting in a whole month. I was too busy taking care of my cousins coming from Canada. Here's the picture that I was on the road actually it's few hehe..

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I will add one more but my photo is crapped.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6356813153125507500?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6356813153125507500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6356813153125507500&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6356813153125507500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6356813153125507500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/08/photoblog-natures-concept.html' title='Photoblog: Natures Concept'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3243434656124936214</id><published>2010-06-23T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T22:28:14.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Asian Concepts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't take this photo as yours.. Credit me..

I will put watermark if you take this. Thank you!
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 800px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00087.jpg"&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 744px; height: 496px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00634.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 746px; height: 497px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00773.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 747px; height: 498px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 749px; height: 499px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/i00057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3243434656124936214?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/3243434656124936214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=3243434656124936214&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3243434656124936214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3243434656124936214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/06/photoblog-asian-concepts.html' title='Photoblog: Asian Concepts'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6446565573215341818</id><published>2010-06-18T13:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T02:08:37.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Thank You Father!</title><content type='html'>This poem was  written by me...
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;

Thank you father  for always loving me,even when I am naughty
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for  calming my fears during the raging of a storm
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for  your wisdom and great advice
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for giving me the best  medicine when I am sick
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for giving me the best food  to eat
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for the clothes you have given me to wear
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank  you father for forgiving me when I hurt you
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank you father for  always being so kind to me and giving me many special presents
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Thank  you father for giving me the most special gift of all
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
You are  the best daddy and I love you
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Have you thanked our heavenly Father  today?
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Why not?

&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Pictures will be added tomorrow or sunday to be included with my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6446565573215341818?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6446565573215341818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6446565573215341818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6446565573215341818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6446565573215341818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you-father.html' title='Thank You Father!'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8651173092695698497</id><published>2010-06-16T18:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:26:20.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>I'm in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/97839803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 598px; height: 448px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/97839803.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I am in love with the person I like. He made me fall for him. He made me happy, laugh and everything. He would never hurt me as he promise me. How sweet of him.
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I was wondered why my aunt couldn't accept him but he's a great guy. I don't care about his family background but he still cares for me. I do wish my aunt will regret one day once she sees him. My family is very protective from that guy I like. I just don't know what to do but I just hope that they will like him soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8651173092695698497?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8651173092695698497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8651173092695698497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in love'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4833730531183147970</id><published>2010-06-08T09:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:56:20.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I'm back home from Singapore. I do really miss friends there and everything. Will come back there next year.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures will come up soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4833730531183147970?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4833730531183147970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4833730531183147970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4833730531183147970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4833730531183147970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/06/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8337507218833889812</id><published>2010-06-02T22:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:55:46.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TAZ0bvEpITI/AAAAAAAAAio/eFgqYGZ6gqQ/s1600/singapore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 585px; height: 403px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TAZ0bvEpITI/AAAAAAAAAio/eFgqYGZ6gqQ/s400/singapore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478194016584016178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I'm away to travel with my family to enjoy the trips with them. This picture was taken by someone so I didn't take this.
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I plan to bring my camera with me and take a good a lot of shots there. What a pleasant country hehe. So excited to see my friends there.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8337507218833889812?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8337507218833889812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8337507218833889812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/06/away.html' title='Away..'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/TAZ0bvEpITI/AAAAAAAAAio/eFgqYGZ6gqQ/s72-c/singapore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7895694231689859844</id><published>2010-05-17T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:18:23.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Titled me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gaze at the blanket of stars, while I am at the peak of the  mountain, and inside a cloud. What more is there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came back  depressed.. just low on everything. Maybe bc in less than 12hrs, I had  to wake up - put a face on - dress up - meet a deadline.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m eating dinner with my parents and the whole time my mom kept  asking me what’s wrong. She said,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“its like you’re not here.. You’re not present” &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;… I agree.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7895694231689859844?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7895694231689859844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7895694231689859844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/05/titled-me.html' title='Titled me!'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4366799582666686484</id><published>2010-05-11T13:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:13:39.457+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Election's over</title><content type='html'>I voted but the ink I was stamped with is gone.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
I supported Yellow Team, the Liberal Party. And I wore yellow shirt last Saturday to support Noynoy as our new leader of our country.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
Here's the latest photos of me.
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 679px; height: 542px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Hehe.. I'm all smile and with my boyfriend gadget wahaha.. *Joke*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4366799582666686484?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4366799582666686484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4366799582666686484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4366799582666686484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4366799582666686484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/05/elections-over.html' title='Election&apos;s over'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2595623666582379019</id><published>2010-05-05T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:12:56.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year. Journal'/><title type='text'>Title is gone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still here, still here.
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I haven't  been great expressing what I think these days. To be honest, it might be  one of the reasons why I have been feeling average. I just keep  realizing that I have to hold on to the few that I can connect with.  It's not that I haven't been trying to - it's just that there's only a  few that are made just right for me . As much as everyone is trying to  catch up - or just catch *something - I have to keep making sure that I  try to hold on. Because in the end, those few connections, those rare  connections, are the only ones who can look me in the eye, and know  where I came from. They are the only ones who can find me.
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
A lot  of things happened that broke me in half - glued back together - broke  again in a million pieces - then been instantly put back together. Some  are the petty things like school, self, future. Ha. And then there  were/are bigger things that I need(ed) to face - but was too proud to  share to anyone. And I mean, &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt;. Grand things occurred around  the event of my trip (and I mean, earth shattering mind blowing eat  your heart out grand). Those things you know a lot can relate, but you  keep it to yourself because you just don't want to bother. And you know  they'll end up saying, "Believe me. I understand what you're going  through" and you know they do, but you just can't get yourself to spill.  I mean, we grow up (I'm twenty??) and there are big things we just  can't rely on friends or family anymore. Ironically, I say this but I  really don't mind hearing an issue from a friend. But if that friend  feels the same way I do, then we all become helpless.
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Don't mind  me and my thoughts: I'm a grown up and I'm still seeing how it is.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway.  Whatever it is, we deal.
Smiles, for you.
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 723px; height: 481px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5699.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 524px; height: 785px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/IMG_5724.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I love wedding and I know that I wasn't able to post everyday. So busy hehe.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4291102655776529495?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4291102655776529495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4291102655776529495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/04/photoblog-wedding-bliss.html' title='Photoblog: Wedding Bliss'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3093043754475107072</id><published>2010-04-21T12:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T21:02:09.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Mini Photo Booth at Blue Leaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/me3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 642px; height: 481px;" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y238/Chlo3y/me3.jpg" alt="" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I absolutely adored Mini Booth. I was thinking of putting up on my own business with my friend. We are trying to save our money to put up this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3093043754475107072?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3093043754475107072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3093043754475107072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/04/mini-photo-booth-at-blue-leaf.html' title='Mini Photo Booth at Blue Leaf'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1432233468863708831</id><published>2010-04-20T16:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:46:14.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Miss this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry friends for abandon this blog. I don't know why I did that because I was utterly very busy with a lot of stuffs I have been doing in the past week.
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Hmm.. Why do I have simple design? Any idea of creating new one? Should I make one column for photoblog or more designs hehe. I don't know which one. :) Help me guys!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Pictures will be up SOON!]
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Should I move to another website? TUMBLR or other?
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1432233468863708831?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/1432233468863708831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=1432233468863708831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1432233468863708831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1432233468863708831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/04/miss-this-blog.html' title='Miss this blog'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-29228748948890436</id><published>2010-04-13T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:06:08.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>New Design</title><content type='html'>Yes, here's the simple design I made. I was thinking of making one column design though I need to recheck the design all over again hehe.

Wow, it's been a long since I haven't posted and wow, I didn't posted my first photoshop though I lost it. I think I will try it over again. 

Hmm.. What shall I do? Posting photos.. Yeah not now, friends! Probably tomorrow.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-29228748948890436?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/29228748948890436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=29228748948890436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/29228748948890436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/29228748948890436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-design.html' title='New Design'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-443055883755847855</id><published>2010-03-11T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:10:07.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>HIATUS</title><content type='html'>This layout needs to be change. I need some time to think of this design. It's supposed to be Journal and Photoblog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-443055883755847855?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/443055883755847855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=443055883755847855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/443055883755847855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/443055883755847855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/03/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7020678061673074155</id><published>2010-03-06T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:24:23.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>I'm in the midst of panic</title><content type='html'>My plan on this week is utterly very very busy for me because the wedding is coming too soon. I should have bought blazer for my cute dress. I will show you the picture soon. What blazer should I wear for the wedding and what color should exactly the right dress that I would wear?
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There is a guy who really wanted to see me and he's coming home this august just to get me. I think this guy really wanted to date with me. I don't know what to do with that. He's the cousin of my cousin though we are not related each other. He really likes me just because I'm his not the first crush ever since he was in gradeschool up to highschool. I do not even know that just because I ignored what they were thinking just to look at me giggle and I couldn't understand what's all that sounds from but because all of his family and relatives know that he really like me a lot. He is nice but has great personality though he is not good looking. Very simple person and very good friend/closefriend that I can easily talk with.
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Friends, what will I do? I cannot accept him but my mom's relatives know him enough when I visited every holidays. I do not see him everytime I visited. He told me he was to shy to confront me. Torpe na daw hehe. Anyway, what will I do when he come home? Help me girls..
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Look, I am not ready to have one but I'm afraid if I had one because I am not any other girls that needed boyfriend who has perfect personality and faithful to girls that he likes. I'm actually afraid of broken relationship. I was thinking that it's much better for me if I focus on my career rather than love. Well, I know I'm getting old enough and I'm 26 now *sigh* I don't know what to do, girls...
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I need your advice!! :D
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P.S. Too bad, no comments below... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7020678061673074155?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/7020678061673074155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=7020678061673074155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7020678061673074155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7020678061673074155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-in-midst-of-panic.html' title='I&apos;m in the midst of panic'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4515451275306042309</id><published>2010-03-04T10:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T16:49:28.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Birthday Cupcake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S48WqiyFEkI/AAAAAAAAAho/LpgIaOvAhsU/s1600-h/Funky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S48WqiyFEkI/AAAAAAAAAho/LpgIaOvAhsU/s400/Funky.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444595394661388866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Yes, it's my birthday today, friends!! I'm loving it so much with a great day!! Had dinner with family tonight, Lunch with friends tomorrow, Fly to Cagayan to visit friend's burial on Saturday and Thanksgiving Mass on Sunday. Wow, lots of plans with a great month.
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To those who celebrated with a same Month like me, Happy Birthday, Friends!
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Much Love Friends!! *Hugs*
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Comments are open!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4515451275306042309?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4515451275306042309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4515451275306042309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/03/photoblog-birthday-cupcake.html' title='Photoblog: Birthday Cupcake'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S48WqiyFEkI/AAAAAAAAAho/LpgIaOvAhsU/s72-c/Funky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1756744131179112415</id><published>2010-03-02T22:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:52:16.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the long weekend that I wasn't much updated in the past weeks. I was too busy lately with the projects I worked on. The photoshop actions and such made me so busy. So sorry guys..
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And uhm, my birthday is coming two days so I'm so excited for that haha. Pictures will be coming up soon and as for the photoshop actions too.
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I don't know if I can open comments here. I decided to shut it down coz' no one is leaving comments hehe..
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Have a great day there!! Much love friends..
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1756744131179112415?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1756744131179112415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1756744131179112415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5755736496580123131</id><published>2010-02-09T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:42:02.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: Hachiko: A Dog's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S3GCBtBKQBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/0Z4yRNAkYxo/s1600-h/3627356590_e5967c86ee_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S3GCBtBKQBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/0Z4yRNAkYxo/s400/3627356590_e5967c86ee_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436269190988840978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Hachi is a movie based on the true story about a dog in Japan, Hachiko, who would wait at the train station every day for his owner to arrive even after the owner passed away.
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I have never seen the original Japanese version of the movie but know the story well as I have been told by many people here in Japan. There is a statue of Hachiko that stands outside of Shibuya Station in Tokyo. Now the statue is the most popular place for Tokyoites to meet their friends before going out shopping or dining in Shibuya.
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Unlike other Japanese remakes, this movie actually gives credit to the original story so that you don't get the sense that Hollywood wants to call it its own. All actors/actresses in the movie do a superb job in making you feel as if you were a part of the community embracing the dog. Compared to the original story, people were more accepting of Hachi rather than considering him a nuisance. Of course this is going to be released soon here in the Philippines as the goal is to make it uplifting.
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Just a warning, do take many tissues. I can honestly say that I have never really cried since I have homestay theater. I think the score of the movie plus the dog being so adorable made me lose myself. When I looked around myself just alone in the office of my dad, I cried alone in the darkroom.  Any movie that can make me do that deserves a 10/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5755736496580123131?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5755736496580123131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5755736496580123131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5755736496580123131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5755736496580123131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/02/critic-review-hachiko-dogs-story.html' title='Critic Review: Hachiko: A Dog&apos;s Story'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S3GCBtBKQBI/AAAAAAAAAhg/0Z4yRNAkYxo/s72-c/3627356590_e5967c86ee_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-359258558396595574</id><published>2010-02-05T19:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T23:41:27.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resources'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Personalized Wedding Invitations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S2v-oBuo5ZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/enmDtdWOIiA/s1600-h/Simple+Theme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S2v-oBuo5ZI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/enmDtdWOIiA/s400/Simple+Theme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434717338964911506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple Theme

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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;College Theme

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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Formal Theme

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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shower Theme
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Which theme is the best for the wedding? I did all this work for about 4 hours. If you want this kind of theme, leave a note.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for the late post, I was undecided with the photoshop because I was so uneased with my program here. I promise to post the tutorial I made for the Light Vintage. Sorry I was too busy with lots of business I make haha.
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Thank you friends for coming here! Have a nice day!
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love this photo and it reminds me of my grandpa. I know that grandpa ask me to be on his side and telling me how I was in the school and etc. Oh, I missed him so much but gladly this photo fonds me a lot of memories..
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Have you had a great memories of your grandparents? Maybe you have and post it in your website and I will come to you hehe.
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sorry for not posting my first photoshop action coz' I was kinda busy with my new business and etc. Forgive me for postponing it. I will post sooner as I am not too busy. I will announce when I'm going to post it in my twitter. :) Have a nice day everyone!
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you want this color? This is Light Vintage that can fill up your hearts melt away.
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Comment me if you want this photoshop action. Tutorials on this will be coming on March.
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This tutorial will be coming out this March and hopefully, I will work hard for that.

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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for the late post about freebies. I hardly patch up everything here because I have too many programs here. I will post probably on Monday. I promise I will post everything as you told me hahaha..
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*Don't think that I am lazy but I am too busy handling the family business* Thanks for you understanding!!
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S1V4elJ8CzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Rlr2O7qDATI/s1600-h/IMG_2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S1V4elJ8CzI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Rlr2O7qDATI/s400/IMG_2861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428377392630205234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S1V4eO_vQTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YiDCboJbAL4/s1600-h/IMG_2876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S1V4eO_vQTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/YiDCboJbAL4/s400/IMG_2876.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428377386681844018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Fans from Flickr and Deviantart adored these photos. I lab them for adding their favorite on their list/categories/or whatever..
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I promise them that I will change for the better. Thanks for reading, friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6998013268100715320?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6998013268100715320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6998013268100715320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/01/photoblog-red-roses.html' title='Photoblog: Red Roses'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S1KRRPgwnEI/AAAAAAAAAgI/VDjgA9UF0tQ/s72-c/IMG_2905+copy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2438058516903059353</id><published>2010-01-14T17:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:31:18.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>There will be coming attractions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S07gn5zv8NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/NcMhYkTKuJU/s1600-h/IMG_2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S07gn5zv8NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/NcMhYkTKuJU/s400/IMG_2850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426521577165418706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This photo was taken at Tagaytay. It was not edited by the photoshop. :)
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&lt;/div&gt;The daily is now open but freebies and lovely ladies are officially construction. Now, that there will be coming attractions was Freebies. Yes, I'm going to share one of my skills in photoshop but the rest will be using paid.
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I'm really anxious on working with the tutorials and give me more time to refix it everything. I know you are still waiting for my tutorials despite of my busy.
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Hmm.. I sounded like I'm working alone doing this and that. I'm sure that all of my friends are proud of me but sometimes I don't get work up too much. I have to focus on the family business first because there's so many customers coming in and out. I tried to open my computer and fix it everything here though websites making me difficult just because I'm not into much of graphic designer haha. I'm just perfectionist practicer haha. Yeah, practice is my first priority so that I can able to work on what the art means.
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I think I should step out of this and work something else. Don't worry guys! I promise I will be back.

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Have a nice day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2438058516903059353?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/2438058516903059353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=2438058516903059353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2438058516903059353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2438058516903059353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/01/there-will-be-coming-attractions.html' title='There will be coming attractions'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S07gn5zv8NI/AAAAAAAAAf4/NcMhYkTKuJU/s72-c/IMG_2850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5784675676167903055</id><published>2010-01-09T14:55:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:40:48.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>The End of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0guXsbOhHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Rq2r7FHuU-Q/s1600-h/yearend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0guXsbOhHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Rq2r7FHuU-Q/s400/yearend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424636735764989042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello lovely friends! Now, that I am back due to a long break. On the right side - "the daily" is under construction because I'm going to organize all the posts.  Well, 2009 has finally come to an end. I am really excited for 2010... for many reasons: looking forward to many changes, new friends, and of course: blogging! But I didn't want to forget about this year and how much the blog has grown over the last year. so here is a review of some posts from '09!

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as seen in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0gxRPJP_UI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZHL0-QXpXvs/s1600-h/IMG_8007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0gxRPJP_UI/AAAAAAAAAeo/ZHL0-QXpXvs/s400/IMG_8007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424639923360628034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first trip with my good friend, Prof. Marilou to BOHOL. She asked me to take a photos of one of her seminar with ENEDA members and students.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hA48n2PxI/AAAAAAAAAew/DEOD1CLenj8/s1600-h/laxa-ma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hA48n2PxI/AAAAAAAAAew/DEOD1CLenj8/s400/laxa-ma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424657098257874706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I graduate with a degree of Bachelor of Arts in Entrepreneurship. That's my second course before I shift course was Bachelor of Arts in E-Commerce. The first course was Associate of Computer Technology(company doesn't accept certificate so I insisted to study again)
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My first trip with family is United States of America in Summer for 3 weeks. It was exhausted trip when you jump over to another place to go.

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hkxA_ILMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6CTEmbDX7hY/s1600-h/91556945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hkxA_ILMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/6CTEmbDX7hY/s400/91556945.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424696544408906946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting in the line of job interview. It's great experience to see people coming in and out. Had few friends I met. I was hoping to get a job after one year.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.tinypic.com/5zozsp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 752px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/5zozsp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This project hasn't updated due to lack of time. I will continue this after making websites.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hxXxnuxdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Z1NbYSkcO3U/s1600-h/88978829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hxXxnuxdI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Z1NbYSkcO3U/s400/88978829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424710404438672850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Working &amp;amp; helping with my parents in our family business. lots of paper works including the 2307(taxes) and etc.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hyOKsnfUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/omocLj252Rw/s1600-h/4219442442_cd483f57a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hyOKsnfUI/AAAAAAAAAfg/omocLj252Rw/s400/4219442442_cd483f57a8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424711338882989378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our Family Portrait with Holiday Greetings to send relatives abroad. I was the one who made that card. Why red? I choose red just to fit the mood of Christmas Day.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hzUNUS2AI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KlUNWwjsXqk/s1600-h/82479223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0hzUNUS2AI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KlUNWwjsXqk/s400/82479223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424712542177122306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fireworks Display at my place. We have a set of different crackers that would light up the sky. I have lots of pictures of them including the blue moon. I wasn't able to transfer all to my computer because my computer has a lot of programs and I didn't want to lose everything here.


Now, that's the end of my 2009 review. Happy New Year Everyone!! Have a Fruitful Day to All!!
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What I thought was extraordinarily brilliant about this film was the way it made me genuinely dislike aspects of human beings - our ignorance being one of them. The humans in this film assume they know better, assume the Na'vi are inferior because they behave differently to us, which really does echo the truth. Which saddens me to think about. I found myself approaching tears a number of times throughout the film, which is weird because I'm usually very hardy when it comes to things like that. The experience was so vivid, so intense and so unbelievably real, I just couldn't help but get completely sucked into it. Even the Na'vi - these huge, blue, glowing humanoids - the more I watched them, the less alien they seemed, the more.. human they became, the more pleasing to the eye. Just amazing.
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There was a line in this film that struck chords for me - "They killed their Mother Earth.. now they're here to kill yours." The killing of spirituality and nature is an evil I have always hated about my own race, and I really hope this film acts as a realisation to others who perhaps have never properly thought about it before. I don't want to say too much - nor create a spoiler in any way - but I'll say, there are parts of this film that shows a real destruction of a beautiful world, and I literally had to hold my hand to my mouth. In fact, a number of times I surfaced from my stupor and found my mouth gaping, along with my sister and all the rows of people next to me.
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This isn't just a film, this is an experience. You just have to see it. Beautiful, breathtaking, and nothing like you've seen before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1210295869212547321?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/1210295869212547321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=1210295869212547321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1210295869212547321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1210295869212547321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2010/01/critic-review-avatar.html' title='Critic Review: AVATAR'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/S0dp3becjEI/AAAAAAAAAeY/5Zb-L0Os60A/s72-c/4172132125_11ce1e7f8e_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6274342727439247393</id><published>2009-12-31T18:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:32:04.381+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Revamp</title><content type='html'>I will be back after New Year's Eve to revamp this layout. I'd rather to change everything to make it beautiful and you will see what it looks like.
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Now, it's coming near of 2010 and yes!! I might start anew of my life, job, lovelife and everything haha.
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I wish you all Happy New Year, Filipina Bloggers!!!
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See you after the New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6274342727439247393?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6274342727439247393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6274342727439247393&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6274342727439247393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6274342727439247393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/12/revamp.html' title='Revamp'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8531028674482040585</id><published>2009-11-30T13:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T02:31:28.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: Ninja Assassin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2690/4103853268_72927d6089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2690/4103853268_72927d6089.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
For centuries, the ninja has been haunting the shadows, and have been the most dreaded assassins that have survived throughout history. Our story centers upon Raizo, a wayward ninja who met an international police agent named Mika who has been investigating the existence of these assassins. And then, after a while, in the middle of the movie you get lost in where the original storyline is going. You realize that you're just there to see some martial arts.
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Almost too self-explanatory, NINJA ASSASSIN is a martial arts movie involving ninjas, and is set in the real world. This is produced by Andy and Larry Wachowski (better known as the Wachowski Brothers) who created the iconic Matrix universe, and is directed by James McTeiguie, director of V for Vendetta (also produced by the Wachowski brothers. Ninja Assassin has that 80's corny style of an action movie that focuses more on the action, the incredibility and the exaggeration of the violence, and a laughably lame back story. And that is the reason why I love this movie.
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In order to really enjoy this, you should have a love for B-movie ninja flicks (like "Way of the Ninja" or "American Ninja"). McTeguie tends to be a more mellow version of Tarantino when he works on movies like this; in a sense that while Tarantino loves to pay homage to classic action movies and emphasizes on the more stylistic and the more absurd aspects in order to create a semi-comedic effect that amuses its audience with some element of quirkiness, McTeguie, on the other hand, pays homage but does it in a style more adjusted to today's audience, so much so that it does not look like an homage because it does not wink at you (with exaggerations and jokes) and indicates it as an homage. In this movie, for instance, one may think that it lacks a good plot, or some aspects may be silly, but what you may not easily realize is that all this is intentional because it takes its reference back from the cheesy ninja movies of the 1980s.
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Because of the fact that this pays homage to old b-movie ninja movies, it's easier to ignore some of the movie's flaws. Rain's acting, for instance is just plain awful. He is as corny as that shampoo commercial he was in. It's a good thing that he looks great as an action hero. His stances, the way he looks when he's all battered up, bruised, bleeding, and still kicking ass... he has a stunning iconic presence in this movie. That is just it, though, don't let him act a dialogue because it discourages any other future acting career he might have. But on the other hand, I might add that Rain's acting was at least good enough to erase his somewhat effeminate, boyband image on interviews and in other media appearances, note that Rain is a Korean pop star. But as the ninja named Raizo, he does shed off that pop star image and transforms himself into this "manly man" brooding action hero, one which action barbarians can root for.
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It was almost such an ecstatic joy to see Sho Kosugi in a ninja role once again. To action junkies and to true ninja movie fanatics out there, you may remember Sho Kosugi as the original 1980's icon for ninja movies. Kosugi was the ninja movie icon, as like Bruce Lee or Jacky Chan was to Kung-fu movies. And I remember him being one of my movie heroes when I was a kid.
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NINJA ASSASSIN is one of those movies that you feel is quite a superb action movie and then 30 minutes after you've watched it, the effect runs out and you realize it was not really that much of a great film. There wasn't really anything all too special about the movie. It could have at least added some humor in it to at least give it some more appeal, because for a movie that pays homage to a cheesy genre of film, it was just too serious. Even the hardcore aspect of the characters lacked some hardcore soul. It was like trying to cook the same recipe of the movie 300, but this one seemed like it needed to be brought back to the oven. On the other hand, its shortcomings does not change the fact that it was indeed a worthwhile and entertaining action movie. Visually impressive and is well packaged with action. McTeigue smartly uses his control of motion speed, CGI, and fight choreography in a manner that makes ninja movies of the 80's be revived with today's advances in cinema, and reintroduced to a new breed of action film junkies. Ninja Assassin is an enjoyable movie for action and martial arts junkies. It is certainly not for those who are looking for a serious movie. Because this appeals more to the comicbook, superhero crowd or the film geeks familiar with ninjas. Though it is not destined for greatness, but it sure is worth the money and the time.
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I give 8/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8531028674482040585?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/8531028674482040585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=8531028674482040585&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8531028674482040585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8531028674482040585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/11/critic-review-ninja-assassin.html' title='Critic Review: Ninja Assassin'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2690/4103853268_72927d6089_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2530665828596575790</id><published>2009-11-15T20:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:28:28.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sv_vwKhxufI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AGWnl99Px7Q/s1600-h/3749997268_d437ec3609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sv_vwKhxufI/AAAAAAAAAdA/AGWnl99Px7Q/s400/3749997268_d437ec3609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404301688606669298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Writer/director Roland Emmerich sacrifices dialogue and depends on an almost comical storyline to wow viewers with mega destruction. Sure the CGI, sound and special effects will sell a lot of popcorn and soft drinks. Even word of mouth will put people in theater seats. Just leave any semblance of real intelligence at the box office, lean back and hold on...and let your eyes feast on the powerful scenes of devastation.

A geologist(Chiwetel Ejiofor)has the facts and figures that prove validity in the ancient Mayan belief that the wold will come to an end in 2012. He at first will have trouble convincing the President's(Danny Glover)people of the pending doom; but a novelist(John Cusack), who just so happens to have written a book about the lost Atlantis, is an easier believer...and the story line has him and his family out driving and flying the massive earthquakes and tsunamis. And somehow cell phones periodically still work. The finale is actually clever; and as the story eases into salvation, heroic feats of bravery run from sappy to bittersweet. You do end up thinking you got multiple big bangs for your buck. As for entertainment, I really enjoyed it.

I gave 9/10

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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just want to post my critic review about the movie that I went. Although, I'm not back yet but I promise that I will be back as a better blogger. :)
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have to say that this will be ruin our community(bloggers) which means I've decided not to update whether I like it or not. Because I don't feel like coming here to update if I have some news what I am been doing this weekend.
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The truth is I'm going to start over with the job hunt next month despite of a long absence since I'm been out of a job(it doesn't mean that I don't have job but I have family business though I'm supporting my parents). But I hate goodbye for leaving this blog.
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I will just come back as a better blogger. Don't worry! Keep praying for me!!
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&lt;/div&gt;Not a masterpiece comparable with the recent Disney and Pixar animations, but still a worthy animated show, skillfully directed and full of good taste humor.

It's very interesting to notice the script's way of mixing together qualities and flaws. Yeatman's original story is pretty cheap, naive and unconvincing (mainly in the final parts, that I won't spoil for you - still, one should say that the conclusion is worse than disappointing), but fortunately the Wibberleys are able to recuperate it in a great proportion, by articulating the plot into a solid and well built script. As such, Yeatman's main contribution remains the directing - efficient, precise, professional.

Of course, the great fun are the characters - but, attention: NOT the human ones, which remain simplistic and full of clichés (in a deliberate but sparkless way, attempting to keep the movie at the facile level one supposes it's appropriate for children), but the rodents: credible, amusing and endearing portraits, responsible for the permanent joyous smile (also marked by a few laughs) that follows from start to end this enjoyable new 3D experience.

I give 8 over 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4383659580519296174?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4383659580519296174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4383659580519296174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/10/critic-review-g-force.html' title='Critic Review: G-Force'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3376/3560121035_c3f97c282a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8240174544903401859</id><published>2009-10-03T18:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:52:53.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Rock Band</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Ssc21X6P4rI/AAAAAAAAAcY/gsLiADuxYt0/s1600-h/IMG_1960_10241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Ssc21X6P4rI/AAAAAAAAAcY/gsLiADuxYt0/s400/IMG_1960_10241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388335769751380658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This photo was taken last Sept. 18 due to ENEDA-YES NCR with all entrepreneurs teachers and students at the University of the East, Manila. This school band was from San Beda and all of them were good. Bravo to them!!

Warning: about the photoshop tutorials and actions, I haven't worked on it since I'm planning to make 365 days project though time is running out. (I don't know where I can start to earn money despite of working on this project).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8240174544903401859?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8240174544903401859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8240174544903401859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoblog-rock-band.html' title='Photoblog: Rock Band'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Ssc21X6P4rI/AAAAAAAAAcY/gsLiADuxYt0/s72-c/IMG_1960_10241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6616718166421900065</id><published>2009-10-01T17:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:53:15.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Little Cousin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsR0-MSzk-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/aboR99tMLv8/s1600-h/cute+cousin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsR0-MSzk-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/aboR99tMLv8/s400/cute+cousin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387559666042770402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I visited my relative's place and took him just coming back from his bathroom. He's such a cute young boy whom I haven't met for such a long time. I just thought he was my distant relative though he is indeed my real cousin though.

Hmm, there is another storm coming to our country which I don't know for sure if this is stronger than the previous storm, Ketsana aka Ondoy.. The new storm is called Pepeng don't know the foreign name.

The place I went to Marikina and saw the river is already messed up but I have some of their pics though I was inside the mall (SM Marikina).. Poor them..

Will upload them soon as I finish watching Boys Love Anime (Junjou Romantica) this anime is pretty cute.. Go and watch til you will like it. (I'm not a gay, though that's cartoon haha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6616718166421900065?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6616718166421900065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6616718166421900065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6616718166421900065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6616718166421900065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoblog-little-cousin.html' title='Photoblog: Little Cousin'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsR0-MSzk-I/AAAAAAAAAcI/aboR99tMLv8/s72-c/cute+cousin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-549493802482688457</id><published>2009-09-28T14:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:49:41.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Donation'/><title type='text'>Dear Kababayan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Typhoon Ondoy (international name: Ketsana) has greatly affected Luzon.

About &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;280,000 people have been displaced and 51 were killed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; as of this writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/nation/view/20090927-227130/51-dead-280000-displaced-by-Ondoy" style="text-decoration: none; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/nation/view/20090927-227130/51-dead-280000-displaced-by-Ondoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;)

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Around 41,000 people are now in 92&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picturefreakchic.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/5166" style="text-decoration: none; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;evacuation centers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AFFECTED AREAS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aurora, Quirino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nueva Vizacaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nueva Ecija&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pangasinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pampanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tarlac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zambales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bulacan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rizal (CAINTA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quezon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                 Isabela                                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mt. Province&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Benguet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ifugao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;La Union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ilocos Sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cavite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mindoro Oriental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mindoro Occidental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Batangas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marinduque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Camarines Norte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and Metro Manila (PASIG, MARIKINA, STA.MESA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WE can HELP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
WE can be HEROES in our own little ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BAYANIHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Check PHOTOS of affected people in MARIKINA here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rembcc/3957566392/in/set-72157622458559722/" style="text-decoration: none; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/rembcc/3957566392/in/set-72157622458559722/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;FROM TXTPower: (http://www.txtpower.org/2009/09/philippines-help-typhoon-victims-in-luzon-philippines/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TXTPower urges its members, supporters and friends abroad to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_s-xclick&amp;amp;hosted_button_id=8484182" style="text-decoration: none; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;donations via Paypal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. You may also donate via SmartMoney (5577-5144-1866-7103) or GCash 0917-9751092.  All donations coursed through TXTPower will be sent to the Philippine National Red Cross.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Philippine Red Cross is accepting MONETARY and IN KIND DONATIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redcross.org.ph/Site/PNRC/wtd.aspx" style="text-decoration: none; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(http://www.redcross.org.ph/Site/PNRC/wtd.aspx)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
1.  CASH or CHECK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Please send cash or check donations to the PNRC National Headquarters in Manila. Checks should be made payable to The Philippine National Red Cross.  We can also arrange for donation pick-up.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.  BANK DEPOSIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Account Name:  The Phil. Nat’l. Red Cross

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    METROBANK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
   Port Area Branch
   Peso Acct.: 151-3-041-63122-8
   Dollar Acct.: 151-2-151-00218-2
   Type of Acct. : SAVINGS
   Swift Code: MBTC PH MM
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    BANK OF THE PHIL. ISLANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
   Port Area Branch
   Peso Acct.:  4991-0010-99
   Type of Account: CURRENT

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    BANK OF THE PHIL. ISLANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
   UN Branch
   Dollar Acct.: 8114-0030-94
   Type of Account: SAVINGS
   Swift Code:  BOPI PH MM
 
For your donations to be properly acknowledged, please fax the bank transaction slip at nos. +63.2.527.0575 or +63.2.404.0979 with your name, address and contact number.



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Credit Card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    

Please fax the following info to +632.404.09.79 and +632.527.0575:

Name of card member, billing address, contact nos. (phone &amp;amp; mobile), credit card no., expiration date, CCV2/ CVC2 (last three digits at the back of the credit card), billing address, amount to be donated.

For online donations you may also visit our website at www.redcross.org.ph  .

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In-Kind Donations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;LOCAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
Please send in-kind local donations to The Philippine National Red Cross – National Headquarters in Manila.  We could also arrange for donation pick-up.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;INTERNATIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Send a letter of intent to donate to the PNRC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A letter of acceptance from PNRC shall be sent back to the donor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Immediately after shipping the goods, please send the (a) original Deed of Donation, (b) copy of packing list and (c) original Airway Bill for air shipments or Bill of Lading for sea shipments to The Philippine National Red Cross–National Headquarters c/o Secretary General Corazon Alma de Leon, Bonifacio Drive, Port Area, Manila 2803, Philippines.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
The PNRC does not accept rotten, damaged, expired or decayed goods.  Though we appreciate your generosity, the PNRC also discourages donations of old clothes as we have more than enough to go around.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SMS and G-CASH (Globe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
text &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;/space&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AMOUNT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to 2899 (Globe) or 4483 (Smart)

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G-CASH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
text &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DONATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;/space&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AMOUNT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;/space&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4-digit M-PIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;space&gt;&lt;/space&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;REDCROSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; to 2882


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most urgent needs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Food items: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rice, noodles, canned goods, sugar, iodized salt, cooking oil, monggo beans and potable water

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Medicines: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Paracetamol, antibiotics, analgesic, oral rehydration salts, multivitamins and medications to treat diarrheal diseases

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Non-food items: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bath soaps, face towels, shampoo, toothbrush, toothpaste, plastic mats, blankets, mosquito nets, jerry cans, water containers, water purification tablets, plastic sheetings, and Laundry soap

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rehabilitation Programs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Shelter materials for house repair

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Call Hotline 143 or 527.0000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;
THE PHILIPPINE NATIONAL RED CROSS
NATIONAL HEADQUARTERS      
Bonifacio Drive, Port Area,          
Manila 2803, Philippines

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;*****
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsBbHOilmQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KyKKLeFVhVY/s1600-h/9925_170709492003_752767003_3695186_6475396_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsBbHOilmQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KyKKLeFVhVY/s400/9925_170709492003_752767003_3695186_6475396_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386405334055491842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please help find our friend, Dodong Galvez, Kostkan Alumni(I'm Kostkan too).. He's been missing for 2 days. Please contact the numbers as you can see the picture above. Thanks for your generosity!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 170, 170); font-weight: 200;font-family:Tahoma,sans-serif;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-549493802482688457?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/549493802482688457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/549493802482688457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-kababayan.html' title='Dear Kababayan'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SsBbHOilmQI/AAAAAAAAAcA/KyKKLeFVhVY/s72-c/9925_170709492003_752767003_3695186_6475396_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7188426606248839273</id><published>2009-09-26T12:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:53:27.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Raining Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sr2eHnrEq1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/uxK18U3UqNw/s1600-h/its+raining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sr2eHnrEq1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/uxK18U3UqNw/s400/its+raining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385634583150898002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is my cousin's friend. I visited her in her new condominium but it's pretty raining outside.
So I went home after this. I couldn't believe this raining couldn't stop. I miss taking pictures haha..
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7188426606248839273?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7188426606248839273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7188426606248839273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/09/photoblog-raining-girl.html' title='Photoblog: Raining Girl'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sr2eHnrEq1I/AAAAAAAAAb4/uxK18U3UqNw/s72-c/its+raining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3038465428904867289</id><published>2009-09-25T20:18:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:29:46.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipino Film'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: In My Life[Filipino Film]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sry7dMDw38I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mRDEQ-nzoUY/s1600-h/IN-MY-LIFE-FINAL-POSTER-4X6-watermark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sry7dMDw38I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mRDEQ-nzoUY/s320/IN-MY-LIFE-FINAL-POSTER-4X6-watermark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385385364555882434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Went to Robinsons Galleria with three ladies(laxa clan) to watch the new Vilma Santos-starrer "In My Life".  After that ordeal, we could only hope the movie is worth it. And thank God it's that good!  &lt;p&gt; Veteran director Olivia Lamasan and screenwriters Raymond Lee and Senedy Que brings us a gem in Philippine drama: less tears but an absolute tearjerker; close to real life but richly plotted and unpredictable.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Vilma Santos plays the role of Shierly Templo, a sourly librarian suffering from empty nest syndrome, with her daughter Dang (Dimples Romana) planning to move to Australia with her family, and her estranged gay son Mark (Luis Manzano) living in New York. After a fight with Dang, she decides to visit Mark, only to be surprised that he is already living with another man named Noel (John Lloyd Cruz), an illegal immigrant. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In an attempt to win Shirley's approval and affection, Noel patiently chaperones her around the city and attends to her needs. After spending more time with her son's lover, Shirley realizes that she has become emotionally distant from her son and soon becomes jealous of Noel who seems to know Mark better now than her.

This gap deepened when Mark, despite Noel's coaxing, refused to tell his mother about his serious medical condition. As he is recovering from his illness, Shirley attempts to repair their relationship and the history of their mother and son relationship unfolds. But a dark cloud looms over them all and things will never be the same again.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For its exceptional casting alone, &lt;em&gt;In My Life&lt;/em&gt; is amazing. Vilma aside, my heart goes out to John Lloyd, that rare dramatic actor who can make you cry just by seeing his eyes well up with tears. He portrays a lover quietly suffering Shirley's tantrums with restraint and grace, but at the same time, he makes it heartfelt and sincere.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was surprised by John Lloyd and Luis' screen dynamic as a gay couple. They call each other as Babe, display very romantic photos in their apartment and as the movie ends, they share a tender kiss on Brooklyn Bridge. Onscreen, their love is sweet, hushed and terribly romantic; even more effective and memorable than most hetero screen pairings.

As for John Llyod and Luis being typecast in gay roles or catching social stigma, I have serious doubts about that, for onscreen, they are still as masculine and virile.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for Vilma, she portrayed a multi-dimensional mother who learns to get off her high horse and deal with displaced motherly pride. Later in the movie, Shirley realizes that that even if she's done everything for her children, she failed to know them as persons. Unlike other mother roles she has done in the past, the Star for All Seasons depicts a flawed mother who eventually finds peace with herself and her past mistakes.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Not to be missed is Shirley and Noel's confrontation wherein the traditional &lt;em&gt;sampalan&lt;/em&gt; was reinvented and Noel throws in the lines: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anak mo lang siya, hindi mo siya pag-aari. Kung ano ang naging siya, dahil 'yon sa mga taong pumaligid sa kanya, at isa ka lang doon."&lt;/span&gt;

Another highlight of the movie is the dance sequence of Luis with his mother. Currently the Governor of Batangas, Ate Vi has been very vocal in saying that she is passionate about dancing and apparently her son inherited this love as well.

The audience is also treated to the amazing sights and landmarks of New York City. With Mark, Shirley, and Noel, the audience experiences a slice of middle class life in the city that never sleeps. &lt;em&gt;In My Life &lt;/em&gt;also has witty one-liners and refreshing comic relief in between dramatic moments, effectively delivered by Vice Ganda. We wish he had more exposure in the film.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give this 5 stars..
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3038465428904867289?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/3038465428904867289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=3038465428904867289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3038465428904867289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3038465428904867289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/09/critic-review-in-my-lifefilipino-film.html' title='Critic Review: In My Life[Filipino Film]'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sry7dMDw38I/AAAAAAAAAbo/mRDEQ-nzoUY/s72-c/IN-MY-LIFE-FINAL-POSTER-4X6-watermark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4044377720760147078</id><published>2009-09-16T11:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:15:12.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Goodbye, Atty. Pidiong Laxa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SrBfRDvSweI/AAAAAAAAAbI/O4VOzvIKz9M/s1600-h/IGP5053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SrBfRDvSweI/AAAAAAAAAbI/O4VOzvIKz9M/s400/IGP5053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381906301373825506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
credit: Tito Enrique Montero

My granduncle (center) holding their 2 apos.

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He died yesterday/last night before I visited last 2 days after. I couldn't believe it and thought he could survive it til his 6 months to live. Though he died peacefully in front of his family/relatives. I wasn't there to watch him die just because I received the call of my grandaunt, sister of his and my grandfather telling my parents to come to see him dying.

Three of them died in the same year. One is March 2, One is March 23 and this one yesterday. (1 sister, 1 brother)

Their surviving is his brothers and one sister together with his 7 children. Will attend burial later tonight at the Heritage Park, Taguig City.

He's the chairman of MMFF(Metro Manila Film Festival) and a former producer or director on his previous film together with FPJ, Erap and don't know the details hehe.. Pero he's famous lawyer before til he died. Was announced his death on TV(SNN) last night. Hearing this news, mom told me he died.. I was like I dropped my ears and eyes.. I once touch his hand to relieve his pain but he reminded me of my grandfather. :(
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4044377720760147078?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4044377720760147078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4044377720760147078&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4044377720760147078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4044377720760147078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/09/death-of-granduncle-atty-esperidion.html' title='Goodbye, Atty. Pidiong Laxa'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SrBfRDvSweI/AAAAAAAAAbI/O4VOzvIKz9M/s72-c/IGP5053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2769457260006976700</id><published>2009-09-09T12:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:53:53.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Celebrating my dad's birthday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we went to Shangri-la for dinner to celebrate my father's birthday. He now turns 54. We  enjoy eating dinner together as a whole family when my two brothers came home from their work (one is OJT and one is working in a IT company). My youngest brother just came home from tutor (his grades are getting better in favor of my parents to send him to International School in States or Singapore). I, do not have a job in other company and it's pretty hard to find a decent job here so I decided to help my parents business to improve more clients to come. I'd be the head of marketing and will gather some ideas such as web design to be able to show local filipinos if they have swimming pool on their own.

Here's the photo I took last night:

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sqcs2cUfq_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NPAB-fdEYzw/s1600-h/Dad%27s+Gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sqcs2cUfq_I/AAAAAAAAAbA/NPAB-fdEYzw/s400/Dad%27s+Gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379317593744059378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
The gift inside is a small token from us because I know dad doesn't need expensive gift so we bought small necktie(jewerly).
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://artandcopyfilm.com/"&gt;ART &amp;amp; COPY&lt;/a&gt; is a powerful new film about advertising and inspiration.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Directed by Doug Pray (SURFWISE, SCRATCH, HYPE!), it reveals the work and wisdom of some of the most influential advertising creatives of our time — people who’ve profoundly impacted our culture, yet are virtually unknown outside their industry. Exploding forth from advertising’s “creative revolution” of the 1960s, these artists and writers all brought a surprisingly rebellious spirit to their work in a business more often associated with mediocrity or manipulation: George Lois, Mary Wells, Dan Wieden, Lee Clow, Hal Riney and others featured in ART &amp;amp; COPY were responsible for “Just Do It,” “I Love NY,” “Where’s the Beef?,” “Got Milk,” “Think Different,” and brilliant campaigns for everything from cars to presidents. They managed to grab the attention of millions and truly move them. Visually interwoven with their stories, TV satellites are launched, billboards are erected, and the social and cultural impact of their ads are brought to light in this dynamic exploration of art, commerce, and human emotion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2425602265964614472?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/2425602265964614472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=2425602265964614472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2425602265964614472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2425602265964614472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dear-manila.html' title='Dear Manila,'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7158925162605062723</id><published>2009-09-03T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T13:21:54.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photo Essay'/><title type='text'>Father's Love Letter Narration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ed41d1cc4be8945" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is  the most amazing video ever. And it is by God. All that was said was real and true. It came straight from the scriptures. And if you think this from God wasted 10 minutes of your life, and you will regret. Well probably most of the stuff you do with your life is wasting your life when you could be doing better things. I am Catholic and I feel this video can express itself throughout the people who have never known..

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SperJl63-wI/AAAAAAAAAao/8mmiLrHw7Ws/s1600-h/macy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 30px; height: 30px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SperJl63-wI/AAAAAAAAAao/8mmiLrHw7Ws/s400/macy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374952861576198914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 63px; height: 23px;" src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5629/sigdw6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Model: Januari Silva
Location: Mini Forest (outside the campus of Miriam College)
Date: Last year
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5175577799498181161?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5175577799498181161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5175577799498181161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5175577799498181161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5175577799498181161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-angry.html' title='Photoblog: Angry'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Spo66Y1Z0UI/AAAAAAAAAa4/2beXuI1dRPI/s72-c/2211699693_4518d1d95a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8302719213131874030</id><published>2009-08-29T21:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:29:32.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipino Film'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: Dinig Sana Kita(Filipino Film)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Spkr1B5HjXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SImEMvI2eGA/s1600-h/Dinig-Sana-kita-POSTER.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Spkr1B5HjXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/SImEMvI2eGA/s400/Dinig-Sana-kita-POSTER.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375375820284464498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;I think it is just right that I do a full review on this movie and will be seeing it again after recommending it to friends. I know that this movie will be released this year, and they should whilst the iron is hot. The movie has great word of mouth popularity and I think that they should not let the heat settle down, they should release it while every one is eager to see it. Almost every screening has been sold out and they have to open up another slot for another screening. IT IS that famous. Plus among the movies in competition this one got its first commercial release late this month.

"Dinig Sana Kita" is a story about a troubled rocker teenager who has issues with his parents and a deaf dancer who is looking for his mother. The two cross each others lives when they first met in a police station. They got to know each other more when both of them attended a sort of summer camp to bridge the differences of deaf/mute people with people with normal speech and hearing that lead to a budding friendship.

This movie proved that you do not have to go all out crying to be that dramatic. Filipino mainstream filmmakers nowadays feel the need to create a tearjerker movie that has lots of actual tears. Something that most poignant moments are those well executed scenes such as the after the dance recital scene. There were hardly tears in it but it was well played, well acted. Sincere and heartfelt.

What I liked most about the movie was the fact that it was a family/friendship/message movie disguising as a love story movie. The movie delved on the characters' personal issue more than building up the chemical romance between the two leads. Interesting to think that the story was not that original, nor groundbreaking, but it was epic in its execution and story telling. It too was exceptionally acted. Zoe Sandejas as the lead troubled rocker chick was a breakthrough and a revelation. But for me it was Romalito Mallari's whose star shone the most. I said it before and I will said it again., he gave one of those performance that they need not say anything to convey emotion despite that he was born deaf.

Mike Sandejas proved to us that after two movies, he can make movies about contemporary living worthwhile watching. Movies about love, family teen angst and all that thingmajigs are commonplace and banal. Sandejas made the typical story to a wonderfully spun gold, beautifully made wonder. Plus I admire his love for music.
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This will be shown in Robinsons Galleria starting from August 26 to Sept. 1, 2009.
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Too busy handle with those messy files. WORK! WORK!

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SperJl63-wI/AAAAAAAAAao/8mmiLrHw7Ws/s1600-h/macy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 30px; height: 30px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SperJl63-wI/AAAAAAAAAao/8mmiLrHw7Ws/s400/macy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374952861576198914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 63px; height: 23px;" src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/5629/sigdw6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3118822586430736846?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3118822586430736846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3118822586430736846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-working-area.html' title='Photoblog: Working Area'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SpeqCl24YpI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/_Nau5loEua4/s72-c/Messy+Area.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8100441605351330585</id><published>2009-08-26T19:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:54:46.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Lean On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SpUgOphMkiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V_hc3f8qr7I/s1600-h/Lean+on.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SpUgOphMkiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V_hc3f8qr7I/s400/Lean+on.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374237166371901986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
My cousin lean her hand to our grandfather.
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“The Cojuangco-Aquino clan is our Kennedy … in wealth, power, influence, tragedies." Indeed, much like the colorful Kennedy clan in the US, no other family has captured the Philippines’ imagination in recent history than Ninoy and Cory’s extended relations, from the famous couple down to grandson Baby James who is fast gaining a fan base.

For the generation reared in the age of megabits and terabytes, the family’s saga is neatly encapsulated in the docu-drama “The Last Journey of Ninoy" that played on the television nationwide in  ABS-CBN at 10:45pm. It is a film very much worth watching, not only as a visual reminder to youngsters who have only heard about Martial Law from their parents, but also for its excellent editing and story-telling styles.

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Essentially, the film re-enacts the last few days of Ninoy’s life - from the time he said goodbye to his family in Boston to board the plane that would take him to Los Angeles, Singapore and across the border to Johore in Malaysia, then Hong Kong and Taipei, up to his arrival in Manila on August 21, 1983. The uncertainty on his face when military agents picked him up to escort him out of the plane will forever be etched in the minds of viewers, as we all know what happened when he reached the tarmac.

Interspersed in the day-to-day accounts are significant anecdotes from Ninoy Aquino’s life as a political whiz kid, his spiritual transformation in prison for seven years and seven months under Martial Law, the political enmity between him and the dictator Ferdinand Marcos, his exile in the US, and finally, martyrdom in the Philippines.

The film made good use of archival footage that were sometimes blurred and grainy, but still very effective in recalling historic events. For prison scenes, illustrations conveyed the anguish of Cory and her children, although some could have been rendered in a more compelling style. The re-enactment showed mercifully short takes of Bam Aquino in the role of his uncle, avoiding the melodramatic tendencies of many Filipino directors. Some of the highlights of the film are the candid interviews with Cory Aquino just a few months before she passed away, as she recalled not only the hardships but also the coping strategies of the family in dealing with their political enemy.

One particular tearjerker was Cory’s narration of their visit to Ninoy in a military camp in Laur, Nueva Ecija, when she saw her husband cry for the first time, his steely resolve nearly crumbling as he held up his pants and squinted through a mesh-wire fence to talk to his family (the soldiers had taken away his belt and eyeglasses). There was a bit of comic relief when Cory revealed that she had taken tranquilizers before the visit, making Ninoy wonder why she was so calm and composed while he was breaking down in front of the children.

Some of the scenes may revive half-forgotten memories from the recent past, such as Cory’s reference to Ninoy’s cell mate Jose “Pepe" Diokno, one of the leading anti-US bases activists who suffered greatly under the Marcos regime. There is also a dramatized excerpt of a dolled up Imelda Marcos fretting anxiously beside a bed where aides are attending to her unconscious husband, tubes and all. Unfortunately, the caricature diminishes the impact of the scene’s message: the persistent conspiracy theory that she and some generals may have known more about Ninoy’s assassination than Ferdinand Marcos, who was reportedly incapacitated at that time.

The snippets of Ninoy’s speeches juxtaposed with sound bites of Marcos showed both men at the peak of their form: one relishing his political power, the other recalling his ordeal in prison. The good versus evil conflict predictably puts the spotlight on the redemption of Ninoy; it is his film, after all – but unwittingly, it also shows the tragedy of Marcos as a Gollum-like character clinging desperately to Malacañang.

In the scene where Ninoy lashes out at Marcos’ plans to change the form of government from presidential to parliamentary so he could prolong his stay in the palace, one could almost hear the same thought running through the viewers’ minds: sounds like the current occupant of Malacañang, isn't it?

Next month, the country marks the 37th anniversary of Martial Law. It would be good if “The Last Journey of Ninoy" is shown at the House of Representatives, where the lessons from that bleak chapter in the nation’s history have yet to sink in. Better yet, it should be required viewing for all politicians who have a hard time letting go. Ultimately, they would have to confront the question: do they want to be remembered with fondness like Ninoy and Cory, or do they want to be vilified like Ferdinand and Imelda?

During their lifetime, Cory and Ninoy displayed leadership and nobility in serving both home and country. “The Last Journey of Ninoy" demonstrates the power of mass media in bringing such stories to life. In watching this film, Filipinos will not only remember the past, but more importantly, they may learn from the insights of those who have gone before them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5113963455161510546?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=663e0e6d0532d036&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5113963455161510546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5113963455161510546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/critic-review-last-journey-of-ninoy.html' title='Critic Review: The Last Journey of Ninoy'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SpI6IjzCAGI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lfIiW1TspAQ/s72-c/ninoy_poster_600_x_420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8963205969983787769</id><published>2009-08-21T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:15:32.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninoy Aquino'/><title type='text'>Undelivered Speech by Ninoy Aquino</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(This is the entire statement as it appears (all-caps, italicized quote, and all) in “A Testimony by Ninoy,” a pamphlet published on September 1, 1983 by the Human Development Research and Documentation office of the La Ignaciana Apostolic Center as Human Society No. 21)

&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have returned on my free will to join the ranks of those struggling to restore our rights and freedoms through nonviolence.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I seek no confrontation. I only pray and will strive for a genuine national reconciliation founded on justice.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am prepared for the worst, and have decided against the advice of my mother, my spiritual adviser, many of my tested friends and a few of my most valued political mentors.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A death sentence awaits me. Two more subversion charges, both calling for death penalties, have been filed since I left three years ago and are now pending with the courts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I could have opted to seek political asylum in America, but I feel it is my duty, as it is the duty of every Filipino, to suffer with his people especially in time of crisis.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I never sought nor have I been given assurances or promise of leniency by the regime. I return voluntarily armed only with a clear conscience and fortified in the faith that in the end justice will emerge triumphant.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to Gandhi, the WILLING sacrifice of the innocent is the most powerful answer to insolent tyranny that has yet been conceived by God and man.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Three years ago when I left for an emergency heart bypass operation, I hoped and prayed that the rights and freedoms of our people would soon be restored, that living conditions would improve and that blood-letting would stop.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rather than move forward, we have moved backward. The killings have increased, the economy has taken a turn for the worse and the human rights situation has deteriorated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the martial law period, the Supreme Court heard petitions for Habeas Corpus. It is most ironic, after martial law has allegedly been lifted, that the Supreme Court last April ruled it can no longer entertain petitions for Habeas Corpus for persons detained under a Presidential Commitment Order, which covers all so-called national security cases and which under present circumstances can cover almost anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The country is far advanced in her times of trouble. Economic, social and political problems bedevil the Filipino. These problems may be surmounted if we are united. But we can be united only if all the rights and freedoms enjoyed before September 21, 1972 are fully restored.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Filipino asks for nothing more, but will surely accept nothing less, than all the rights and freedoms guaranteed by the 1935 Constitution — the most sacred legacies from the Founding Fathers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, the Filipino is patient, but there is a limit to his patience. Must we wait until that patience snaps?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The nation-wide rebellion is escalating and threatens to explode into a bloody revolution. There is a growing cadre of young Filipinos who have finally come to realize that freedom is never granted, it is taken. Must we relive the agonies and the blood-letting of the past that brought forth our Republic or can we sit down as brothers and sisters and discuss our differences with reason and goodwill?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have often wondered how many disputes could have been settled easily had the disputants only dared to define their terms.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So as to leave no room for misunderstanding, I shall define my terms:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Six years ago, I was sentenced to die before a firing squad by a Military Tribunal whose jurisdiction I steadfastly refused to recognize. It is now time for the regime to decide. Order my IMMEDIATE EXECUTION OR SET ME FREE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was sentenced to die for allegedly being the leading communist leader. I am not a communist, never was and never will be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. National reconciliation and unity can be achieved but only with justice, including justice for our Muslim and Ifugao brothers. There can be no deal with a Dictator. No compromise with Dictatorship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. In a revolution there can really be no victors, only victims. We do not have to destroy in order to build.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. Subversion stems from economic, social and political causes and will not be solved by purely military solutions; it can be curbed not with ever increasing repression but with a more equitable distribution of wealth, more democracy and more freedom, and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. For the economy to get going once again, the workingman must be given his just and rightful share of his labor, and to the owners and managers must be restored the hope where there is so much uncertainty if not despair.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;On one of the long corridors of Harvard University are carved in granite the words of Archibald Macleish:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“How shall freedom be defended? By arms when it is attacked by arms; by truth when it is attacked by lies; by democratic faith when it is attacked by authoritarian dogma. Always, and in the final act, by determination and faith.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I return from exile and to an uncertain future with only determination and faith to offer — faith in our people and faith in God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" dir="ltr"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today, we commemorate the martyrdom of Senator Benigno “Ninoy” Aquino Jr.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Because 26 years ago, he chose to leave his peaceful life in America to return to his homeland, despite threats to his life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He was supposed to deliver a speech upon his return but was unable to do so when he was killed on the tarmac of the then Manila International Airport.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;His death sparked the Philippines’ shining moment in history, as millions of Filipinos joined his funeral march amid fear during former president Ferdinand Marcos’ dictatorship. Three years later, Aquino’s widow, Corazon, was catapulted to power through the world’s first bloodless, people-led revolt now known as the People Power/ EDSA Revolution.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Although several members of the military were convicted and have served several years in prison for supposedly killing Ninoy Aquino, the question remains: who was the mastermind?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What follows is dubbed as&lt;em&gt; ‘The most famous undelivered speech in Philippine history,’ &lt;/em&gt;the alleged speech Ninoy was supposed to read before his supporters above the statements.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I can say is that those are great speech if he was still alive, no matter what he did is to sacrifice for our country and the Filipinos are worth dying for is that our country needs be changed. Thank you, Ninoy for your great confident, faith in God and faith on us people.
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8963205969983787769?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/8963205969983787769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=8963205969983787769&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8963205969983787769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8963205969983787769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/undelivered-speech-by-ninoy-aquino.html' title='Undelivered Speech by Ninoy Aquino'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5865116355347191533</id><published>2009-08-21T00:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:54:59.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Death of National Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/So17AffJCuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C9Me42U8P5w/s1600-h/IMG_1670+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/So17AffJCuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C9Me42U8P5w/s400/IMG_1670+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372085178905201378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We remembered Ninoy Aquino during the time that he was returned back from USA to help our country against Marcoses. That's what I made this photo for him.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is his death anniversary.
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"Light a yellow candle
                          to remember Ninoy and Cory’s love for the Filipino."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5865116355347191533?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5865116355347191533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5865116355347191533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5865116355347191533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5865116355347191533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-death-of-national-hero.html' title='Photoblog: Death of National Hero'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/So17AffJCuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/C9Me42U8P5w/s72-c/IMG_1670+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4139082877836017376</id><published>2009-08-18T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:55:09.139+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: It's Raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoojJv1YNuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gG5QAXLL-N0/s1600-h/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoojJv1YNuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gG5QAXLL-N0/s400/rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371144155958884066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was raining yesterday outside of the porch where I just came back from applying work near my place. I do hope that they might be available job positions. Anyway, wish me luck and hoping to find a job soon!!

I'm thinking of getting 365 days project. Probably soon hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4139082877836017376?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4139082877836017376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4139082877836017376&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4139082877836017376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4139082877836017376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-its-raining.html' title='Photoblog: It&apos;s Raining'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoojJv1YNuI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gG5QAXLL-N0/s72-c/rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7844982181454840321</id><published>2009-08-17T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:55:21.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Homeless Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SolWAt93DcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1yOQ3qSecbI/s1600-h/homeless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SolWAt93DcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1yOQ3qSecbI/s400/homeless.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370918600955071938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw him on the street and took him while ran to meet my mom.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7844982181454840321?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/7844982181454840321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=7844982181454840321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7844982181454840321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7844982181454840321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-homeless-man.html' title='Photoblog: Homeless Man'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SolWAt93DcI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/1yOQ3qSecbI/s72-c/homeless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8704273969295286603</id><published>2009-08-16T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:55:34.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoblog: Hypermart(Pasig)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sof5pBlcN7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/e6q4re0qv8Q/s1600-h/Supermarket+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sof5pBlcN7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/e6q4re0qv8Q/s400/Supermarket+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370535563858032562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fruits and vegetable alighted..
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8704273969295286603?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/8704273969295286603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=8704273969295286603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8704273969295286603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8704273969295286603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/photoblog-hypermartpasig.html' title='Photoblog: Hypermart(Pasig)'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sof5pBlcN7I/AAAAAAAAAZI/e6q4re0qv8Q/s72-c/Supermarket+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-5130302147088906339</id><published>2009-08-12T12:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:30:27.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: Blood The Last Vampire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoJMPf6GloI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GWu0A7f6FqY/s1600-h/22664132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoJMPf6GloI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GWu0A7f6FqY/s400/22664132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368937534926001794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
I haven't seen the short (48 minutes) anime movie released in 2000 that BLOOD: THE LAST VAMPIRE is a live-action remake of, so I can't make comparisons or comment on any differences between them.

I really liked BLOOD, but I should point out that it is very unoriginal - there's nothing here that hasn't been seen in other horror/action thrillers. However, this movie thankfully lacks all the supposedly 'cool' stylish posing of the BLADE and UNDERWORLD films (which grew increasingly tiresome as both those series progressed). There's also an unexpected and wonderfully subtle scene in which ancient half-vampire heroine Saya enters a classroom on her first day at the school, and it's clear from the look in her eyes as she glances over her classmates that she has absolutely nothing in common with these children.

The movie is set in 1970 (the events in the original anime apparently take place in 1946) but apart from the lack of mobile phones, it might as well be the present. I'm guessing that BLOOD is a UK co-production based on the number of British actors in the cast: apart from Salmon, there's also Larry Lamb (who normally gets cast as Cockney villains) and Liam Cunningham, all playing Americans.

The film's many action scenes are competent and well handled, without being anything truly special. The most impressive is a early skirmish in which a badly-outnumbered Saya battles against several dozen demon opponents in an alleyway during a rainstorm. However, a lengthy period swordfighting flashback not only occurs too late in the narrative to be effective, but actually slows the film down when it should be building up to it's finale. And it's unfortunate that the climatic action sequence borrows heavily from setpieces seen in the recent genre movies UNDERWORLD: EVOLUTION and WANTED.

But despite these shortcomings, as stated earlier I enjoyed BLOOD: THE LAST VAMPIRE and would recommend it, provided that you're prepared for it's lack of originality.

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Intriguingly, the movie's basic premise - an immortal, demon-hunting female warrior, who still looks like a teenager despite being several centuries old, enrolling into a private school and posing as a student - is near identical to the second season of the British television series HEX, which was screened in 2005. Also, not only did Colin Salmon play one of the teachers in HEX, but that show and BLOOD both have scenes in which the villains attempt to kill the main character's sidekick during a private ken-do lesson, only to be foiled by the heroine's unexpected intervention.  8/10
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5130302147088906339?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5130302147088906339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5130302147088906339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/critic-review-blood-last-vampire.html' title='Critic Review: Blood The Last Vampire'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SoJMPf6GloI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GWu0A7f6FqY/s72-c/22664132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3066082928837047152</id><published>2009-08-07T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T01:30:49.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Critic Review: G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnxCn8r6LpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y-SS2XOksr4/s1600-h/3675335524_3308af4151_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnxCn8r6LpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y-SS2XOksr4/s400/3675335524_3308af4151_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367238109991415442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; This movie will leap and bound like a solider in an accelerator suit to the hearts of anyone who's ever owned an action figure. At one point, the bad guys' resident ninja assassin Storm Shadow (Byung-hun Lee) is trying to escape the top-secret G.I. Joe underground training facility, and he runs over to an unidentified machine and climbs inside. I can't think of anything more fitting than what happens next: it turns into a jetpack and Storm Shadow flies across the room. While the darkening of the summer blockbuster has produced plenty of good movies, I don't know how anyone could claim to enjoy popcorn films or B-movies and not want to see a ninja flying a jetpack. Forget the overlong, extra-serious &lt;i&gt;Transformers&lt;/i&gt; films; this is the finest brand of fun, big-budget schlock.&lt;p&gt; After a prologue in the 1600s (this movie has a prologue in the 1600s!), we skip ahead to the near future, where a weapons manufacturing company run by James McCullen (Christopher Eccleston) has just finished their latest invention. Using nanobot technology, their missiles will literally consume their targets, whether that means tanks, planes, or entire cities. The first four are packaged and given to the U.S. Military, who sends an entire convoy to deliver them. En route, the deliverymen are attacked by a ship carrying Baroness (Sienna Miller), who attempts to kill everyone and steal the missiles. Soliders Duke (Channing Tatum) and Ripcord (Marlon Wayans) fight back and are prepared to die protecting the payload when General Hawk (Dennis Quaid) and his elite team step in to save them. Duke and Ripcord are taken to the Joes' base, and they join to try and stop the missiles from being stolen again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The movie's ludicrous imagination kicks in almost immediately. At first, Duke and Ripcord train on fairly standard, if unrealistically advanced courses, like a shooting gallery with holographic targets and in hand-to-hand combat using big, futuristic-looking sticks. Then the movie just cuts to a short clip of Duke piloting an underwater spaceship-looking thing in a miles-long tank filled with giant rings, and my brain was happy to shut off and enjoy the spectacle. Other critics will say it's just like a video game, but it's so unabashedly, gleefully, purposefully like a video game that I kind of think that's the idea. In the accelerator suit chase through the streets of Paris (seen in most of the trailers), Scarlett (Rachel Nichols) flies after Duke and Ripcord on a commandeered civilian motorcycle that magically moves about 300 miles an hour, and all I could think of was driving motorcycles like that in Grand Theft Auto.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Speaking of that chase sequence, it's a jaw-dropping tidal wave of awesomeness, with Duke, Ripcord and Scarlett aided by the silent good-guy ninja Snake Eyes (Ray Park), clinging to the underside of the villains' Hummer as the group causes untold amounts of damage. Cars fly through the air like they're made of paper and buildings are reduced to craters, all at a dizzying, breakneck speed. It even changes method of transport, switching from a car chase to a foot chase without missing a beat. I promise, at the very least, this fifteen minutes alone is worth your hard-earned matinee dollars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The Joes are all well-cast. Personally, I liked Rachel Nichols and Marlon Wayans, who are both charismatic and have an entirely playful chemistry with each other. I didn't even mind Wayans' cheesy comic relief. His jokes aren't particularly funny, but he doesn't scream for attention the way he has in other movies, and all of his comedy bits put together couldn't take up more than ten minutes. My only complaint is that I'd have liked to see more of Dennis Quaid's General Hawk. There's a scene in the movie that briefly reminded me of &lt;i&gt;Innerspace&lt;/i&gt;, and while it's totally not right for the character, I still would have liked to see him slip a bit of "the Tuck Pendleton machine" (zero defects!) into the role.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The good guys are complemented by a solid roster of villains. Christopher Eccleston, as far as I can tell, is supposed to be the main bad guy, and he's good at standing around in fine suits, sneering and being slimy (and when given the chance, he wisely refuses to reveal his evil plot), but for all intents and purposes, I'd say his evildoing in the movie is equal to that of Sienna Miller's Baroness. The shared history she has with Duke is worked in to varying degrees of success over the course of the film, but even without it, she's got more personality than any of the other action-movie villains I've seen this year (both the villains in &lt;i&gt;Wolverine&lt;/i&gt; AND &lt;i&gt;Terminator&lt;/i&gt; were silent!). &lt;b&gt;Minor spoiler ahead. Skip to the next paragraph to avoid reading it.&lt;/b&gt; There's also a psychotic doctor (of course there is!), played by Joseph Gordon-Levitt, and he really dredges up some entertaining evil, covered with creepy makeup and practically cackling some of his lines. The only letdown is he spends most of the movie with his voice altered, which takes away from the experience of seeing him play the role.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It's all about tone, and director Stephen Sommers has it down. I haven't seen &lt;i&gt;Deep Rising&lt;/i&gt;, which by several accounts is his most entertaining picture, but I've always thought he deserved a &lt;i&gt;little&lt;/i&gt; more credit than he gets. If Sommers made slightly better movies, he'd be a genre favorite on par with Sam Raimi (certainly the directorial style of &lt;i&gt;Van Helsing&lt;/i&gt; owes more than a little debt of gratitude to &lt;i&gt;Army of Darkness&lt;/i&gt;). Despite rumors he was fired, this is his movie through and through, the kind of movie where a character calmly admires a military complex hidden under the polar ice caps because "It's the perfect hiding place. Undetectable and untraceable," and not because it's totally freaking ridiculous. Sommers even brings a few friends with him, including the reliably weaselly Kevin J. O'Connor, Arnold Vosloo, and another fun cameo I won't spoil. &lt;i&gt;The Rise of Cobra&lt;/i&gt; is just like the Joes themselves: gets in, gets the job done, and gets out clean, all because Sommers knows what he's doing. And as they say, &lt;i&gt;knowing&lt;/i&gt;. I give them 7/10
&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3066082928837047152?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/3066082928837047152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=3066082928837047152&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3066082928837047152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3066082928837047152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/critic-review-gi-joe-rise-of-cobra.html' title='Critic Review: G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnxCn8r6LpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/y-SS2XOksr4/s72-c/3675335524_3308af4151_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1477846525153063865</id><published>2009-08-06T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:55:50.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to Corazon Aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>4 Honor Guards of Cory Aquino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnrHodBRP0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/90TPBmBoyRI/s1600-h/89609981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnrHodBRP0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/90TPBmBoyRI/s400/89609981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366821403764014914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo credit by AFP

&lt;i&gt;“I believe that during these times, we should not forget that many sacrificed to regain our democracy.” - &lt;/i&gt;Corazon Aquino

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I later found out their names as Pfc. Antonio Cadiente, Airman 2nd Class Gener Laguindam, Petty Officer 3 Edgardo Rodriguez and Police Officer 1 Danilo Maalab. How they withstood it motionless for so long is their own way of sacrifice, selflessness and strength as tribute to the remains of a former president. I salute to you guys..
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will not forget the people who sacrificed their lives for democracy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will make sure that we, Filipinos are aware of the implications of the Constituent Assembly before the 2010 elections, and that we should oppose Charter Change perpetuating President Arroyo and her allies in power.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will continue with the fight, to help maintain our democracy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1477846525153063865?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/1477846525153063865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=1477846525153063865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1477846525153063865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1477846525153063865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-honor-guards-of-cory-aquino.html' title='4 Honor Guards of Cory Aquino'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnrHodBRP0I/AAAAAAAAAYg/90TPBmBoyRI/s72-c/89609981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6782389727071743493</id><published>2009-08-05T12:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:56:11.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to Corazon Aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Proud to be Filipino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnkP-DTsh_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/ncxsO4Iv8Y4/s1600-h/Laban.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnkP-DTsh_I/AAAAAAAAAYY/ncxsO4Iv8Y4/s400/Laban.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366337989702879218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"L" the sign which means Laban (Fight)

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We, Filipinos, eager to fight for freedom, democracy during the time of EDSA I Revolution. Cory is one of the First Female Philippine President to be able to stand on the ground to fight against Marcoses.

We also want to thank you for being our President and being loving mother to us. We know that you are in heaven to be reunited with Ninoy, your husband. We are proud to be a Filipino because of you, tita cory! We will be miss you so much!! God Bless You!
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Derrick James Oliveros

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He is the son of my highschool classmate back in Kostka. I am his Ninang(Godmother) and I didn't know why he(Jong) had to choose me just because of his mom and my mom were friends when we were studied in the same school. Jong is his nickname the dad of Derrick is one of my friend that he usually taking care of me the time I was studying. He's been a good friend of mine since I couldn't talk. Back then, I was super shy and couldn't approach anyone haha. Super nerd talaga ako haha.

All of my friends are married at the young age even I couldn't think of getting married. I am not ready for that. I just graduated with second course and I have to find a decent job. *prays harder*

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnZfaqwoD5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bVqEy4_46uc/s1600-h/prop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnZfaqwoD5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/bVqEy4_46uc/s400/prop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365580917818003346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;After that, we went to Shangri-la to watch " The Proposal". My critic review in this movie:
This film was fab. I laughed when I watch the whole part and everybody was laughing. Sandra &amp;amp; Ryan worked really well together and the whole story was delightful. At first I wasn't so sure this pair would pull it off as she's much older than him but they did and it worked. Sandra looked great and I felt a great connection between them both. This is not just a chick flick this is a great film for everybody and is full of laughs!!!The plot is superb and there were a few funny twists a long the way. Ryan never fails to bring a sarcastic comedy to all his roles and he definitely dosn't let his fans down. We see Sandra in a more serious way at first compared to most of her other films but she also never lets us down. GREAT AND A MUST SEE.

The date supposed last night. Not today.
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She was headstrong and single-minded in one goal, and that was to remove all vestiges of an entrenched dictatorship against Marcos.
&lt;p&gt;The uprising she led in 1986(I was born in 1984) ended the repressive 20-year regime of &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1249081729_2"&gt;Ferdinand Marcos&lt;/span&gt; and inspired &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1249081729_3"&gt;nonviolent protests&lt;/span&gt; across the globe, including those that ended Communist rule in eastern Europe.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;But she struggled in office to meet high public expectations. Her land redistribution program fell short of ending economic domination by the landed elite, including her own family. Her leadership, especially in social and economic reform, was often indecisive, leaving many of her closest allies disillusioned by the end of her term.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She died today this morning at 3:18 am in Makati Medical Hospital.

May God Bless Her Soul and May She Rest In Peace!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4246599623195648118?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4246599623195648118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4246599623195648118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4246599623195648118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4246599623195648118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/08/philippines-mourn-ex-president.html' title='Philippines Mourn Ex- President'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SnOPPKXiP9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/F4sQcS9bi_U/s72-c/IMG_1615.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6606239692600836340</id><published>2009-07-28T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:56:33.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Photoshoot: Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sm7_4kFXZfI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TRdXi0zmrJc/s1600-h/IMG_15061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sm7_4kFXZfI/AAAAAAAAAX4/TRdXi0zmrJc/s400/IMG_15061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363505553468777970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leilarose Lat-Mangahas

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's so pretty. It was taken by my brother. I do the edit shots and this is pretty good than the old one. I hope my cousin likes this.

Pictures will upload soon as soon as I done with the edit.
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It was a blissful Sunday night(yesterday) when I went to the theater eagerly anticipating the new Harry Potter movie. Luckily, the theater was not overly packed, and I sat down with my family to watch an interesting, but flawed movie.

Firstly, the negatives. Those who have read the novels will notice inconsistencies and omissions. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is known for its flashbacks intended more to explore Lord Voldemort's past than to resolve some conflict or pursue some hidden truth. In fact, the Harry Potteresque plot involving Draco Malfoy being 'up to something' is not only revealed early on (as opposed to being kept mysterious), it's relegated almost to subplot status. In this movie, numerous flashbacks are omitted. Certain information key to the next movies' plot is left out, but by no means all of it.

Secondly, the ending. The vast majority of the action is omitted. However, I considered this a good thing, as the 'excitement' was slightly convoluted in my opinion; but I feel this is a minority opinion, and thus is included in the negatives. Certain key subcharacters to this 'excitement' are better left to the notoriously dark seventh novel; at least the living embodiment of this 'excitement' managed a cameo appearance.

Thirdly, while the novel certainly has its fair share of romantic interaction, the movie seemed intent on translating every last scrap of it to the big screen. In the novel, the presence of the teenage romance is diluted by the vastness of the novel itself. In a movie where everything else is condensed, this makes the recreations have distinct prominence. There is immense comedic value to be had from the numerous instances of teenage romantic blundering, but the 'feel' of the 5th, 6th and especially 7th are intended to be extremely dark. Numerous instances of romance could've been omitted for the sake of atmosphere.

Now the positives!

Numero uno is Tom Felton, the actor responsible for Draco Malfoy's translation to the big screen. His acting eclipses the feeble attempts of the other child stars, though the three main characters have developed quite a chemistry together. I see an actor who could easily break through his Harry Potter days into mainstream acting.

Secondly is the 'cave scene'. The entrance of certain creatures is masterfully done. The tension is literally tangible. ... Okay, I admit it: I jumped.

Thirdly is the fellow who portrayed Professor Slughorn. The nuances of the character are fleshed out wonderfully by the talented actor.

Fourthly is the 'death' scene. I'm not going to spoil it. Just know that it is very nicely done.

Fifthly is Bellatrix. Could anyone have found a better actress to portray this crazy chick?

On a final note, despite my concerns regarding its content and overly compressed nature, I do feel it was one of the best movie adaptations in the Harry Potter universe.

&lt;img alt="7/10" src="http://i.media-imdb.com/images/showtimes/70.gif" width="102" height="12" /&gt; 7/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-5048981139981687941?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/5048981139981687941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=5048981139981687941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5048981139981687941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/5048981139981687941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/07/critic-review-harry-potter-and-half.html' title='Critic Review: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SmReVIv03DI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9eh2b08pkTk/s72-c/3497757392_6b22b964c4_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-8243817213372676824</id><published>2009-07-16T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:52:56.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Looking for a job</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sl89QP0O31I/AAAAAAAAAXo/sLY9pOEpa-s/s1600-h/Job+Hunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359069430926991186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sl89QP0O31I/AAAAAAAAAXo/sLY9pOEpa-s/s400/Job+Hunt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was too busy looking for a position that fits my course. I was searching and searching on the newspaper circle it everything which is I have to try. I know I am still trying which is unacceptable. I'm too tired of searching and they won't call me. I keep thinking of helping family business and study more about the products that they ask me.

The only thing is I have to research more if there is new products outside of the Philippines. I know I will try but it's too risky for me to buy on the internet.

I was thinking of selling my own photoshop actions but I do not have time to be ready to fix it here because of the bad weather.

I am deeply sorry for not updating this blog. I was too lazy coming here and sorry again. Next time, I will come here and have a small photoshoot.

Take Care Everyone! Have a Nice Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-8243817213372676824?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/8243817213372676824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=8243817213372676824&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8243817213372676824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/8243817213372676824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/07/looking-for-job.html' title='Looking for a job'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/Sl89QP0O31I/AAAAAAAAAXo/sLY9pOEpa-s/s72-c/Job+Hunt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2392734161214812259</id><published>2009-06-26T18:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:14:07.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tribute to Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>The world mourns Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkSh_DM69nI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Fi1H9RcED_4/s1600-h/Michael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkSh_DM69nI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Fi1H9RcED_4/s400/Michael.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351580361786324594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1958-2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/div&gt;I was shocked to hear the news of Michael Jackson that he died yesterday in his LA home. Michael was my idol when I was very young when my parents gave me a tape of his old song like Billie Jean, Thriller and the rest. All of their songs are so much influenced me that I wanted to sing but I can't sing.

I was stunned that he's going comeback tour next month in UK and I'm happy that his music might live forever though he died so early and I don't know why he had to do it. May God Bless His Soul.. Take Care Michael Jackson! We Love You!

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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Unmasked the photos of his children

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Left: Prince Michael I and Right: Paris Katherine

The youngest is not in the picture.

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;His children are now custody of his mother(their grandmother) will full responsible taking care of them. These kids are so beautiful even though they don't look much alike their father and I know that they are his.
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2392734161214812259?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/2392734161214812259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=2392734161214812259&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2392734161214812259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2392734161214812259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/06/world-mourns-michael-jackson.html' title='The world mourns Michael Jackson'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkSh_DM69nI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Fi1H9RcED_4/s72-c/Michael.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4150459847779750385</id><published>2009-06-24T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T21:51:32.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream'/><title type='text'>I dream of putting up gallery space..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuU94XayI/AAAAAAAAAXA/la3ydgP6Py8/s1600-h/P1020472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuU94XayI/AAAAAAAAAXA/la3ydgP6Py8/s400/P1020472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350890245012810530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuUlnc-CI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xOsDQVk3Qlk/s1600-h/P1020471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuUlnc-CI/AAAAAAAAAW4/xOsDQVk3Qlk/s400/P1020471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350890238499420194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuUUFd2RI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Y9V9ME44zT4/s1600-h/P1020468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuUUFd2RI/AAAAAAAAAWw/Y9V9ME44zT4/s400/P1020468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350890233793468690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuULQCI9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/3eGZ2UYH0ZQ/s1600-h/P1010824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuULQCI9I/AAAAAAAAAWo/3eGZ2UYH0ZQ/s400/P1010824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350890231421871058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuTlUcjAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/9y7pcDcHxxs/s1600-h/P1020463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuTlUcjAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/9y7pcDcHxxs/s400/P1020463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350890221239831554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures are found on the website where photographers are looking for a gallery for rent. This is my dream of putting up own gallery in the future. Amateur and other photographers wanted to hang on the wall and that's what I am planning to set up on that. I'm hoping that I could find a job here in the Philippines though I'm praying so hard to get one soon.

Was the pictures good? I know this is good idea for me to set up the first photography gallery here in the Philippines. Help me to get a unique name for the future gallery. Leave some comments and I appreciate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4150459847779750385?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4150459847779750385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4150459847779750385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4150459847779750385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4150459847779750385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dream-of-putting-up-gallery-space.html' title='I dream of putting up gallery space..'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SkIuU94XayI/AAAAAAAAAXA/la3ydgP6Py8/s72-c/P1020472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-7616910347524752266</id><published>2009-06-23T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:26:38.890+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job Hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Stress at Job-Hunt</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not updating for the past few weeks. Was too busy looking for a job. I hardly find one on the net but looking for a position that fits my course. I don't know what to do with my life but I know I'm still praying everyday and hoping to find one.

About the tutorial, I was thinking of planning to create new website but I don't have much time because I'm keeping myself busy looking for a job. (naku stress ulit).. But I still can do it what to do. I was planning to sell Photoshop Actions in my multiply website. But though I can give away free photoshop actions here. I know that others (in multiply) might steal my stuff because it's my work. Here no one is stealing hehe. Sorry I know it's unfair for both of my two websites.

Wow, I've been two timers rejected in two companies one is Megaworld and Thomson Reuters here in the Philippines. Their position is In-House Photographer and Executive Assistant. *bleehhh*

I'm not sad but it's okay for me to have rejected. I was hoping if other company should reconsider of my resume(which is why I have three course, Computer Technology, Culinary Arts, Entrepreneurship) and yeah I have a lot of courses (hehe)..

What I was thinking that others can help me to find a job or I don't know. I went to BPI(Bank of the Philippines) for an interview last week and hoping they would accept me and part of their new team.

Please pray for me to find a better job.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-7616910347524752266?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/7616910347524752266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=7616910347524752266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7616910347524752266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/7616910347524752266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/06/stress-at-job-hunt.html' title='Stress at Job-Hunt'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-3965419548688961098</id><published>2009-06-14T15:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:23:38.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop Tutorials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Getting ready for Photoshop Tutorials *SOON*</title><content type='html'>I will announced this *SOON* and I'm thinking of putting up payment for this tutorials. I cannot allow *FREE TUTORIALS* because this is my work and you did a lot to learn from me. And it includes Photoshop Actions and this would be *SALE* too.

&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noted:&lt;/span&gt; For those unfamiliar with Photoshop actions, they’re simply pre-recorded tasks that you can save and reuse anytime. Photoshop actions commonly have an .atn file extension. Installing a Photoshop action for more recent versions of Photoshop is easy: simply drag the .atn file onto the Actions palette or place it directly inside your &lt;em&gt;Adobe  Photoshop\Presets\Photoshop Actions&lt;/em&gt; folder.

Come back again to check my new updates.. Take Care Everyone!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3965419548688961098?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/3965419548688961098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=3965419548688961098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3965419548688961098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3965419548688961098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-photoshop-tutorials.html' title='Getting ready for Photoshop Tutorials *SOON*'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-1243750936649379013</id><published>2009-06-10T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T09:58:09.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Your Funeral&lt;/i&gt;

I snapped out of my dream.

The last thing I wanted to see was your frail body permanently locked in that box. Your now below the Earth and embracing the soil that we are now all stepping on. You should not be there. It is still not a safe place for you. There are no holes in that box. There is no light. And the Earth is filthy.

We all have been in a dead zone the whole week. Time stopped and we are all scared of going back to the normal routine, finding ourselves catching up on what we have missed and &lt;i&gt;what we are missing&lt;/i&gt;.

Rina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-1243750936649379013?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/1243750936649379013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=1243750936649379013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1243750936649379013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/1243750936649379013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/06/your-funeral-i-snapped-out-of-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6421948654103196562</id><published>2009-05-19T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:16:16.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times</title><content type='html'>Grown ups deal with figures, losing insights to anything else that is not made up of statistics.

I never want to deal with figures.
I want to be able to explain to you what I’ve experienced and felt without using numbers. I want to tell you how genuine the old man was, when he asked me to touch his hand, to lead his hand for guidance because he could not see or hear. How helpless he was, that he had to rely on deep trust with strangers to take out money from his wallet. How I had to touch his hand to guide him where to sign for an amount that he could not read on paper because he could not see, or an amount that I could not tell him because he could not hear. He signed away, giving his trust to me. I packed his books and handed it to him, embarrassed because of greed but grateful that he could not see it in my eyes. I did not want to take his money. I wanted to give it to him for free and help him walk out of the book store.

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&lt;u&gt;The Little Prince&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Antoine de Saint-Exupery&lt;/i&gt;, p21-22.
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When you talk to them about a new friend, they never ask questions about essential matters. They never say to you: ‘What does his voice sound like? What games does he prefer? Does he collect butterflies?’ They ask you: ‘How old is he? How many brothers does he have? How much does he weigh? How much money does his father earn?’ It is only then that they feel they know him. If you were to mention to grown ups: ‘I’ve seen a beautiful house built with pink bricks, with geraniums on the windowsills and doves on the roof…’ they would not be able to imagine such as house. You would have to say to them: ‘I saw a house worth a hundred thousand pounds.’ Then they would exclaim: ‘Oh! How lovely.’

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But, of course, for those of us who understand life, we could not care less about figures. I should have liked to start this story like a fairy tale. I should have liked to say: ‘Once upon a time there was a little prince who lived on a planet scarcely bigger than himself and who had need of a friend.’ For those who understand what life is all about, it would seemed closer to the truth.

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How much of a grown up are you?
Based on this, I’m glad I haven’t grown yet.
I hope I continue to understand life this way for a longer number of sunsets.

CURRENT MUSIC: THE SCIENTIST&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6421948654103196562?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6421948654103196562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6421948654103196562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6421948654103196562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6421948654103196562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-i-watched-sun-setting-forty.html' title='One day, I watched the sun setting forty-four times'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4213996240358084837</id><published>2009-05-13T09:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:57:06.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>More photos..</title><content type='html'>Warning: Do not steal my stock photos til I get you to shut down. If you steal, I will put watermark everything I took. and also you have to pay me if you want to buy print. Thanks!

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Hmm, back there is so damned cold. I wore jacket though it's too cold.  Out there is so beautiful and very neat quiet. And the road (never traffic) I didn't know that haha.. It's a big difference here and there. Gosh I wanted to work and live there.. *sigh* maybe I can go back anytime..

Whew, here are the photos I took back whenever we travel around California. But we went to Las Vegas and a such..

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More photos to come up soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4473459020555889168?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4473459020555889168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4473459020555889168&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4473459020555889168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4473459020555889168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SgWHBpPXdqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/09qeIKeqfYU/s72-c/DSC09654.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-6736769511076556743</id><published>2009-04-08T19:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:57:43.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Gone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdyOew0AKkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mXgdAKtZLf0/s1600-h/Bokeh+Piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdyOew0AKkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mXgdAKtZLf0/s400/Bokeh+Piano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322285518795319874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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I'm leaving for the States in 3 weeks vacation with my whole family on Friday evening(April 10, 10pm). Will arrive there around 8pm.

USA pictures will upload soon as I come back home.

I can blog using my wifi phone(my new camera, Xperia X1).. My parents gave me that for my grad gift. Anyway, see you in USA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-6736769511076556743?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/6736769511076556743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=6736769511076556743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6736769511076556743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/6736769511076556743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/04/gone.html' title='Gone..'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdyOew0AKkI/AAAAAAAAAT8/mXgdAKtZLf0/s72-c/Bokeh+Piano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-4206383843132474576</id><published>2009-04-03T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:34:46.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Totally whacked today!!</title><content type='html'>It's APRIL today.. Yay!! Summer's here haha.. Woke up early to get exam in BDO Greenhills. Took a test around 3 hours haha.. I made a new friend and her name is Irene though I didn't ask her for her number when her name was called out. I don't know what's going to be happen to her.

Then, my name was called and she asked me if I'm available on tuesday for interview. When snucked out saying "Congratulations that you passed the exam and please proceed to interview in Makati at 8:30am." I was like "Oh, did I passed?" Haha I never knew that I was gonna fail but it's good thing I passed and made it to the final interview haha.. It made me so happy.

Anyway, I couldn't post pictures up here though I'm too lazy. Went to my room and clean everything each corner to corner except old clothes to be away to donation. Mom hates me seeing dirty haha. Few past when I was college, I wasn't able to clean my room despite of my busy and the time consume didn't last me.

Hurray! USA trip is coming and I'm ready to fly for the first time. Woohoo!! Will go back blog tomorrow!! See you around girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-4206383843132474576?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/4206383843132474576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=4206383843132474576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4206383843132474576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/4206383843132474576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-whacked-today.html' title='Totally whacked today!!'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2692591043266941571</id><published>2009-03-29T14:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:21:13.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>YAHOO! I graduate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdBFOJn3Q0I/AAAAAAAAATM/TWuAXr_DXJw/s1600-h/71277047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdBFOJn3Q0I/AAAAAAAAATM/TWuAXr_DXJw/s400/71277047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318827269328159554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes! I graduate yesterday.

&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdA_bJiRrkI/AAAAAAAAATE/BNBcS478x2k/s1600-h/IMG-4478-1024x768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdA_bJiRrkI/AAAAAAAAATE/BNBcS478x2k/s400/IMG-4478-1024x768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318820895573257794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My batchmates of 2009..

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdBFuyaGIHI/AAAAAAAAATU/AZsBq5l2djc/s1600-h/IMG_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SdBFuyaGIHI/AAAAAAAAATU/AZsBq5l2djc/s400/IMG_1150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318827830032081010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My grandpa, Jose "Pepe" D. Laxa
Born October 11, 1924 - Died March 23, 2009

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He died last Monday due to pneumonia. He was sent to hospital trying to put oxygen on his nose. Making his live longer though he's too weak. Doctor said that the medicine connect his body cannot react anymore. I wasn't able to visit him due to my simulation in serendra. I was very close to my grandpa since young til now. He's very outspoken and very kind man who always asking me where I from? He always give his money to me and my brothers for school allowance. I have a lot of memories of him because of what he did it to me and my families.
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&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lolo, I'm so thankful to have you and I know you are in heaven watching me receiving the diploma and I know you are proud of me. I miss you grandpa!"&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have been too emotional for the passing of my grandpa and my graduation. It was too stressful how I was able to control my feelings this both. Anyway, I'm looking forward to see my younger brother's graduation in UST. :)
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NEWS: I am going to America to visit relatives who live in California. Travel around the places of California and took more photos. My longest getaway will start in early April during Holy Week. Cannot wait. Lots of preparations to do. Live life, love life, live to love, and love to live. &lt;div class="clear"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="clear"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;div class="currents"&gt;&lt;div class="currentmusic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Music:&lt;/strong&gt; Black and White by Adam Lambert(using youtube)
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Mrs. Chua is one of my church mates in St. Francis of Assissi of Mandaluyong. She knows that I might be fitted in the position she gave me. I'm excited to see how the school made me better employee.

Anyway, I know that I wasn't able to update everyday because I'm busy preparing for my culinary simulation this Sunday and graduation on March 28. I'm looking forward to go to America this coming April 10, 2009. It's our first time to travel to USA and we are all excited to see there.

I heard there is St. Patrick's Day and so advance for that greeting hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-3373626644837539217?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3373626644837539217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/3373626644837539217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-hired.html' title='Start training(Experience)'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-2604260483607766563</id><published>2009-03-10T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:58:12.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a photo of a day'/><title type='text'>Warning: Sidetrip to Bohol Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaCIdX9jVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5KsnLd3fNGM/s1600-h/IMG_8352.jpg"&gt;a&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaCIdX9jVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5KsnLd3fNGM/s400/IMG_8352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575892365774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB745WCKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Jwydjj9SiSw/s1600-h/IMG_8350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB745WCKI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Jwydjj9SiSw/s400/IMG_8350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575676415248546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB7UdYGaI/AAAAAAAAASs/uepPgtcdhbg/s1600-h/IMG_8307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB7UdYGaI/AAAAAAAAASs/uepPgtcdhbg/s400/IMG_8307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575666634267042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB650HKHI/AAAAAAAAASk/nkWLhFBZtVg/s1600-h/IMG_8302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB650HKHI/AAAAAAAAASk/nkWLhFBZtVg/s400/IMG_8302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575659481868402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB6qkr2QI/AAAAAAAAASc/83TwXOXMc0I/s1600-h/IMG_8087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB6qkr2QI/AAAAAAAAASc/83TwXOXMc0I/s400/IMG_8087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575655390632194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB6OiOxlI/AAAAAAAAASU/vFesDcm7mtI/s1600-h/IMG_8007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaB6OiOxlI/AAAAAAAAASU/vFesDcm7mtI/s400/IMG_8007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311575647864145490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mostly taken at the Bohol wherever I was on the road travel with Tere(my senior classmate). :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4806962079051387797-2604260483607766563?l=mizpinay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/feeds/2604260483607766563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4806962079051387797&amp;postID=2604260483607766563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2604260483607766563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4806962079051387797/posts/default/2604260483607766563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mizpinay.blogspot.com/2009/03/warning-sidetrip-to-bohol-pictures.html' title='Warning: Sidetrip to Bohol Pictures'/><author><name>misspinay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00130073520939612618</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SBAisIWk69I/AAAAAAAAABE/rRgpxqHEhzM/S220/Rina.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbaCIdX9jVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/5KsnLd3fNGM/s72-c/IMG_8352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806962079051387797.post-307762590369445949</id><published>2009-03-07T15:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:33:19.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal'/><title type='text'>Farewell, Lola Memeng and Francis Magalona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIom79DS0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Sn4qMLnGNSY/s1600-h/n835955362_4486446_26282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIom79DS0I/AAAAAAAAAR8/Sn4qMLnGNSY/s400/n835955362_4486446_26282.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351560017136450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lola Geronima "Memeng" Laxa-Lalic

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She's the sister of my grandpa, and the eldest among her 8 siblings. I do really miss her whenever I took and ask them to bring together with her brothers and sister for a family portrait. Lola, I know you are now in heaven and please watch over us. We miss you!
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIonIZyubI/AAAAAAAAASE/NjMlKAb_KQU/s1600-h/Photo-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIonIZyubI/AAAAAAAAASE/NjMlKAb_KQU/s400/Photo-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310351563358910898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Francis "Kiko" Magalona

&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's one of the best Filipino Rapper, Photographer, Dad, and Entrepreneur. He always smile in front of his family whenever he is sick. He's trying to win over his long battle due to his leukemia. I know that his family tried to accept him that he's taken away from our Lord and he's now in heaven.

&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Francis took this picture and I like the way he express thru his photograph.
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIu5F1lbyI/AAAAAAAAASM/6Vr6FhcHrNs/s1600-h/Boracay-boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q14TBgmtLcU/SbIu5F1lbyI/AAAAAAAAASM/6Vr6FhcHrNs/s400/Boracay-boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310358468977585954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"This is a photo that I took last year. It was in Boracay. See how beautiful it is? Tranquility, serenity and peace is what this photograph conveys.Even inside my room, I can feel happy as I relive that time. Even for a moment I can be this boy."
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I was inspired by him saying that to express thru his picture. I wanted to learn how he took every picture every road he travel to.  Rest in Peace, Kiko!
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