<?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-8160018</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:50:18.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥♥ Ozzie ♥♥</title><subtitle type='html'>♥ Ozzie's spot ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-115262431415587305</id><published>2006-07-11T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:25:14.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving to wordpress...</title><content type='html'>I don't know why either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hunny.wordpress.com"&gt;http://hunny.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because &lt;a href="http://ozzie.wordpress.com/"&gt;Ozzie&lt;/a&gt; is on wordpress. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-115262431415587305?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/115262431415587305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=115262431415587305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/115262431415587305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/115262431415587305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/07/moving-to-wordpress.html' title='Moving to wordpress...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-114391570745360979</id><published>2006-03-29T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T09:17:20.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy 1000000th monthsary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-it-when.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't tell you enough how happy and in love I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love your shnuggles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;keeps me warm and cozy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love your kisses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so sweet and yummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love your sillyness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your cute li'l dance steps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your made up songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your funny jokes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your clever and witty remarks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;your crazy little shenanigans,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our funny and exciting games,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;makes me smile and laugh for hours on end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how you always try to make me smile,&lt;br /&gt;sad and gloomy days, you always seem to brighten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the way you treat me like your princess,&lt;br /&gt;do whatever I want and spoil me rotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the way you involuntarily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;search for my hand to hold yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;or when you involuntarily '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nyamot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;' or '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;nyamie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when you see that I've been bitten by another mosquito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love how you make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;what otherwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; would be an ordinary day, perfect&lt;br /&gt;just by telling me that you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love our '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;dates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if it's just Jabee, McDo, Kepti, Intsik, or Rodics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love it when you bite me and say '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;towee&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;like you were so happy to bite me and you're not really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love it when you spend time with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if we have nothing to do but stare at each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love that we're best friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how we can tell each other our problems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if our problem is one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love that you tell me each and every one of your secrets, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even the ones I don't need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love that we share the same passion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;passion for sleeping and food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the way how your mood affects mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;even if you're in a bad mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the way you light up when you see me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love the way you make me light up whenever I see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really thank God that I have you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crazy in love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;01001001 00100000 01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101 00100000 01111001 01101111 01110101 00100000 01110011 01101111 00100000 01101101 01110101 01100011 01101000 00101110 00101110 00101110 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-114391570745360979?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/114391570745360979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=114391570745360979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114391570745360979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114391570745360979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/03/geek-love.html' title='Geek Love'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-114150628752148332</id><published>2006-03-05T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:04:56.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuuummmm.... =P~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;During one of our Burgoo sessions (I believe this is Feb 14, but the EXIF says 24), &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ozzie and I made up a story of how raspberry cheesecake came to be. It goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was cream cheese and flour who were so much in love with each other. They got married and copulated until they became one. Then one day they met sugar and graham. They also met raspberry and that egg thing. So they had an orgy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence the raspberry cheesecake was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And they lived happily ever after....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3058_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/IMG_3058_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.... UNTIL THEY MET HUNNY AND OZZIE, THAT IS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3069_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/IMG_3069_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor cheesecake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:80%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Burgoo is the only place we have ever said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bakit sa picture, mukhang mas maliit?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-114150628752148332?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/114150628752148332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=114150628752148332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114150628752148332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114150628752148332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/03/yuuummmm-p.html' title='Yuuummmm.... =P~'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-114150765103468796</id><published>2006-02-14T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T05:27:31.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinkaloo Valentine's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_2544_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/IMG_2544_sm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before Valentines I received a dozen roses from my sweet sweet beaw. (Thank you! I love you so much!) Just like last year, I was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doctor &lt;/span&gt;once again. The flowers wilted since we left the roses inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;caww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; when we had dinner at David's Teahouse with Paul and Jawie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I managed to revive the flowers by letting them soak in warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;water. They were all so perky and crunchy again afterwards! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wanting to join in the fun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ozzie and I wore pink during Valentines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Now, that's what I call a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real &lt;/span&gt;man - a guy who can &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wear pink and not feel so gay about it. (a pink so pink, it's pinkier than my pinks!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is not to love during Valentine's day? After all, it is the day where most people celebrate their love. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not that you don't show your love everyday. You do... it's just like birthdays. Everyday, you're happy that you have received so much blessings and happy that you're still living, yet you celebrate it only once a year. Having a celebration heightens the drama of it all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Ozzie!&lt;br /&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/8160018-114150765103468796?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/114150765103468796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=114150765103468796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114150765103468796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/114150765103468796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/02/pinkaloo-valentines.html' title='Pinkaloo Valentine&apos;s'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113838999108071384</id><published>2006-01-28T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T03:26:31.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teehee... *blush*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fugly.com/media/IMAGES/Priceless/FUGLY50128333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://fugly.com/media/IMAGES/Priceless/FUGLY50128333.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/8160018-113838999108071384?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113838999108071384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113838999108071384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113838999108071384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113838999108071384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/teehee-blush.html' title='Teehee... *blush*'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113796432439445041</id><published>2006-01-23T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:31:15.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1051/531/400/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1051/531/400/Picture%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We missed last week and last last week's mass. (Which was really, really bad).  We have no excuse, just that we totally forgot it was a Sunday (On both occasions, if I remember it correctly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This week we went to church at the newly built church on Loyola Heights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Usually, we'd go to the UP chapel for mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzie and I were late so we stood outside of the church, just beside Caww. Halfway through the mass, Caww alarmed loudly when we accidentally hit&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her*&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since the church was kind of open, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think the alarm reverberated quite loudly inside the church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It was kind of embarassing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a pretty church, just as I imagined it to be, based on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://aldwinlee.blogspot.com/2005/12/pictures_23.html"&gt;Ozzie's pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; of course. The church on Loyola Heights somehow resembles the Caleruega Church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's good that there's a church on Loyola Heights. Since the mass there is every 30-ish(5:30pm, 6:30pm, etc), and the mass at UP is at every hour (5pm, 6pm, etc), there's little excuse to be late for our Sunday mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*because she's such a girly caww. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113796432439445041?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113796432439445041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113796432439445041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113796432439445041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113796432439445041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/remember-sabbath-day-and-keep-it-holy.html' title='Remember the Sabbath day and keep it holy'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113796125037145745</id><published>2006-01-23T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T05:27:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleach</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the past few days, there hasn't been anything to watch since most of our favorite shows skipped a week or two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Below are our favorite shows and the showing of their next episodes:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;February 7, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt;: January 22, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt;: January 22, 2006&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drawn Together&lt;/span&gt;:  January 25, 2006&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Name is Earl&lt;/span&gt;: January 26, 2006&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nip/Tuck&lt;/span&gt;: next season unkown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Numb3rs&lt;/span&gt;: We got bored. It lost it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geeky &lt;/span&gt;touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That left us with nothing to watch last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Ozzie copied an anime series from Dan, entitled "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bleach&lt;/span&gt;"*. I was never really a fan of anime, but I tried to watch it and got addicted with this one. The only animes I have watched were "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sailor Moon&lt;/span&gt;" (when I was in gradeschool) and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Golden Boy&lt;/span&gt;" (figure out why).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The story is ok. I just don't see why they have to hurt a lot of people to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt; a girl from death-row who broke the law in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime always leaves the watcher hanging. That's why I got hooked. It always makes me want to watch the next episode (hence, our Bleach marathon). I think it's like that for most animes, but I'm not sure since I've only watched a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/kon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/200/kon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our favorite character is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kon&lt;/span&gt;, the cute stuffed toy on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anime is still ongoing. We will definitely add this to our weekly shows, although I'm pretty sure it will annoy me since this anime loves cliffhangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I still don't know why this anime is entitled Bleach. Is it the because of the color of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ichigo&lt;/span&gt;'s hair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113796125037145745?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113796125037145745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113796125037145745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113796125037145745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113796125037145745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/bleach.html' title='Bleach'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113774443005385322</id><published>2006-01-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T16:07:10.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>++ctr;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I recently added a counter at the side. It's not reliable. Refresh like crazy and it will increment every refresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added that because I saw an ad(sense) on &lt;a href="http://switch-on.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joe-e's&lt;/a&gt; blog and I wanted to help make him rich so I clicked on all the ads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113774443005385322?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113774443005385322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113774443005385322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113774443005385322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113774443005385322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/ctr.html' title='++ctr;'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113721783980463663</id><published>2006-01-14T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T13:40:44.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make like Ozzie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you decipher the message in the picture below?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/badeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/400/badeyes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was forwarded to me by a friend and his instructions were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If you cannot decipher anything, then try pulling the corner of your eyes as if you were Chinese. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apparently, I have bad eyes since I had a hard time deciphering the message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm... then does that mean Ozzie gets a lot?&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mary Palmer&lt;/span&gt;, I presume. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Ozzie saw the message the instant he saw the picture.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113721783980463663?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113721783980463663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113721783980463663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113721783980463663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113721783980463663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/make-like-ozzie.html' title='Make like Ozzie...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113687589103170962</id><published>2006-01-10T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T14:51:31.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was this designed after my Ozzie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.prankplace.com/images/pranks/fartbearfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.prankplace.com/images/pranks/fartbearfinal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't look a bit like my Ozzie, but check out what's so special about this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.prankplace.com/fartbear.htm"&gt;bear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/8160018-113687589103170962?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113687589103170962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113687589103170962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113687589103170962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113687589103170962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/was-this-designed-after-my-ozzie.html' title='Was this designed after my Ozzie?'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113683157588259530</id><published>2006-01-10T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:16:03.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, Comedy and a dash of tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/thefamilystone_bigearlyposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/thefamilystone_bigearlyposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ozzie and I watched the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0356680/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at Gateway after going to the &lt;a href="http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/greener-pastures-in-qc.html"&gt;ecopark&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is about a guy named Everett (Dermot Mulroney) who brings home his girlfriend Meredith (Sarah Jessica Parker) to meet his family. The family members have such distinct personalities, but they have one thing in common: they don't like the girlfriend. The girlfriend is devastated, so she asks her sister to join her. The next scenes... are highly predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is forseeable, but somehow still enjoyable. It has mixed reviews, some like it, but some hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*scratch head*&lt;/span&gt; moments, but are forgivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailers are misleading, as they depict that the movie is just another Christmas comedy movie. Somehow it's also a bit heart-warming with a touch of that Christmassy feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*the tragedy part is a spoiler. Oh, wait. I forgot... the movie is entirely predictable. The mom has cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8160018-113683157588259530?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113683157588259530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113683157588259530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113683157588259530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113683157588259530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-comedy-and-dash-of-tragedy.html' title='Love, Comedy and a dash of tragedy'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113683037772669122</id><published>2006-01-08T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T10:58:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greener Pastures in QC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/200/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;La Mesa Ecopark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, located in &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnfoundation.com/kalikasan/ecopark_go_to.htm"&gt;Fairview&lt;/a&gt;, provides a quick getaway for those who want a quick escape from the hustle and bustle of the city. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once you get to the entrance of the ecopark, it will seem that you are no longer in Metro Manila. The general area outside the ecopark reminds me of Mt. Makiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entrance fee of P40 was due, probably for the maintenance and rehabilitation of the area. One can engage in various activities such as cycling, trekking(not much to trek though), fishing (there's a small fish pond), swimming (there are 2 swimming pools, but requires an additional fee of P60), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;picnicking and boating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unfortunately, we weren't able to go boating because it was on the other side of the road, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;apparen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We didn't have a chance to go there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (Mainly because we didn't know we could even enter that part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/200/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzie and I went inside the ecopark to take some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pictures taken were mostly of plants and flowers. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Artsy-fartsy&lt;/span&gt; shots, as we call it. I borrowed Ozzie's Canon 350D for a few shots. He taught me a few tips. :) Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/200/La%20Mesa%20Dam%20027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park provides a nice and convenient place wherein families and friends could get together. A great place for people who would love to get away, but do not have the time to get out of Manila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113683037772669122?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113683037772669122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113683037772669122&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113683037772669122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113683037772669122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/greener-pastures-in-qc.html' title='Greener Pastures in QC'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113622276609256291</id><published>2006-01-03T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T15:27:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The perfect gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the time and effort you took on looking for the same watch I lost in Bohol. I really loved that watch. It took me days and several malls to find that particular watch in the U.S. I love the watch you gave me, it's almost the same as my old one, but better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the out of the country and out of town trips we'll be spending with each other. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those gifts though, are really not necessary. You've asked me numerous times what I wanted for Christmas. Nothing really, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the past, I have asked something from you countless times already. During the occasions I didn't ask you to give me one, for sure I was hoping to get one. It's what I really wanted, but it never crossed my mind again since the time I stopped wishing for it, about 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A card, love letter, sweet nothings - whatever you want to call it. It's what I've always wanted. After five years of silently wishing for it, I finally have one. Tears rolled my eyes as I was reading the card. You saw me. You gave me one when I least expected it... when I stopped wishing for it because I've lost hope that I'd ever receive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/Pictuwe%28237%29-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/Pictuwe%28237%29-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Really, thank you. It's what I've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113622276609256291?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113622276609256291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113622276609256291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113622276609256291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113622276609256291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2006/01/perfect-gift.html' title='The perfect gift'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113557596989612180</id><published>2005-12-26T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T20:58:54.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss my Ozzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days to go till I see my Ozzie again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss him so damn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113557596989612180?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113557596989612180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113557596989612180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113557596989612180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113557596989612180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/miss-my-ozzie.html' title='Miss my Ozzie'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113446973425181651</id><published>2005-12-13T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T18:28:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clicker-happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/img129-rotate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/img129-rotate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ozzie's been a bit clicker-happy since he got his Canon EOS 350D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Oblation to take some pictures yesterday. The Christmas lights around the oblation were... uhm... let's say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;disorganized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;' and the lights said "Pasko 20 5" (the other 0 went out). Although, they did a good work on landscaping the pathway to the Oblation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is a pretty good shot of the oblation. It was a bit skewed, I photoshop-ed to rotate the image 3 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good for an amateur. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113446973425181651?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113446973425181651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113446973425181651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113446973425181651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113446973425181651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/clicker-happy.html' title='Clicker-happy'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113351421123898379</id><published>2005-12-02T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T17:04:40.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I smile whenever I look at my screen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I don't have pr0n, silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just some cute scribbles my Ozzie made on my monitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Makes me all shnuggly inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/Pictuwe%28230%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/400/Pictuwe%28230%29.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/8160018-113351421123898379?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113351421123898379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113351421123898379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113351421123898379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113351421123898379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/now-i-smile-whenever-i-look-at-my.html' title='Now I smile whenever I look at my screen'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113351169017705598</id><published>2005-12-02T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T16:59:36.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/Pictuwe%28223%29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/Pictuwe%28223%29.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawn at Burgoo, Tomas Morato on our Anniv Dinner.&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/8160018-113351169017705598?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113351169017705598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113351169017705598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113351169017705598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113351169017705598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/beaw.html' title='BEAW!!!'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113337383198956738</id><published>2005-12-01T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:46:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artsy-fartsy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/Picture%20019-small2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/400/Picture%20019-small2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ozzie takes great artsy-fartsy pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An example is the picture shown here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The shot's title is "Coconuts". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(It's green, if you don't get it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113337383198956738?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113337383198956738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113337383198956738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113337383198956738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113337383198956738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/artsy-fartsy.html' title='Artsy-fartsy'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113337214937614687</id><published>2005-12-01T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:58:07.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if we didn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; meet at AS walk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if he didn't call my attenion by calling "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sexy, sexy!&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if we didn't wast our time cutting classes just to chat with each other about anything and everything and everything under the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if we didn't become so close...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if I didn't invite him to help me buy a present for my Dad on his birthday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if we didn't watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Boys and Girls" &lt;/span&gt;together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what life would have been if he didn't kiss me that day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not really sure where what my life would be right now if those things did not occur, I'm just happy they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113337214937614687?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113337214937614687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113337214937614687&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113337214937614687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113337214937614687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/12/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm....'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113319725947860576</id><published>2005-11-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T08:04:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/Picture%20286-edited3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/400/Picture%20286-edited3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Happy 5th year Anniversary, my Ozzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113319725947860576?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113319725947860576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113319725947860576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113319725947860576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113319725947860576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!!'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113242945589924825</id><published>2005-11-20T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T10:25:35.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate you Ozzie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As any other couple, Ozzie and I had a misunderstanding. It was petty, really, but I was somewhat angry. I was determined not to talk to him for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had an early (relatively early) meeting the next day so I went on ahead to the office without him. Usually we'd come to the office together - but as I was still somewhat disappointed, I went on ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the meeting, he arrived at the office. The moment he showed at the door, my heart skipped a beat and I had that 'kilig' feeling. WTH? I was angry - but the moment I saw him, I felt so shnuggly inside. I just hate this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His first few words were "Maniningil ako..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remembered I promised to give him a kiss for dropping off some papers at the technopark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just hate this guy. He makes me love him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-113242945589924825?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113242945589924825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113242945589924825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113242945589924825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113242945589924825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hate-you-ozzie.html' title='I hate you Ozzie!'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-113026706101735367</id><published>2005-10-26T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T03:04:21.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well... he has bragging rights...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was not feeling very well today so I didn't go to work. I ended up scouring the net for something to read... then I came accross my Ozzie beaw's pic on the net!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed this picture to my Ozzie  - he then laughed so wholeheartedly. I haven't seen him laugh like that for quite a while now. I love it when he laughs... (but not those oh-so-obvious fake laughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then told me "Sorry, Yunny... I didn't think anyone would see..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... well now everyone knows how big your thingamajig is... you mister exhibitionist you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... ain't I the lucky one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/beaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/320/beaw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8160018-113026706101735367?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/113026706101735367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=113026706101735367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113026706101735367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/113026706101735367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/10/well-he-has-bragging-rights.html' title='Well... he has bragging rights...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111074688598220301</id><published>2005-08-22T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T04:36:43.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love it when...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This was in my drafts a few months back (March, to be precise)... I forgot to publish it...&lt;br /&gt;I love so many little things about my Ozzie (Of course I love the big things too... *winkwink* hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ozzie and I had a misunderstanding the other day.&lt;br /&gt;He said a number of things he loved about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love it when you sing, it really calms me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you hold my back, I feel so secure&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you offer to drive me all the way home to Laguna, I feel so cared for&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you wake up early in the morning just so that we could go to the office together&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you play with me, I feel like a kid again &lt;br /&gt;I love it when you cook for me, I feel so special&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you spoil me, well... I feel so spoiled. =P&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you smile, I feel lighthearted&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you're busy driving yet you gist for a kiss by pursing your lips to my side&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you kiss me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you care for me when I'm sick&lt;br /&gt;I love it when we kiss and make up immediately after a fight&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you kiss me in the forehead after we fight, silently saying &lt;em&gt;"bati na tayo..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you dance with me&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you give me chocolates for no reason at all&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you call me your little pot of sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you're being cute, it makes my day&lt;br /&gt;I love it that you're mine, I have the perfect beau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111074688598220301?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111074688598220301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111074688598220301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111074688598220301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111074688598220301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-love-it-when.html' title='I love it when...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111316329722295271</id><published>2005-04-11T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T04:04:11.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like Seymour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The other day my Ozzie and I got into this little misunderstanding. Tampuhan, if you may call it. I stood up and walked away from him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After a few seconds, he came to me and then said "Ganyan na lang ba lagi?". I ignored him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then he walked out. I pouted, of course. This went on inside my brain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will I always be the spoiled pottie that I am? Why am I such a brat? Well, because he spoils me, that's why. He's so nice, yet I'm doing this to him. I've been a bad, bad pottie. I'm really really sorry... when you come back, I'm going to give you a big fat kiss!&lt;br /&gt;My heart skipped for a second, because I heard a car leaving. I think he really means it this time.&lt;br /&gt;Waaiiiit a minute. That car had an alarm. Caww doesn't have an alarm anymore! Thank God, he's still outside. Where's he sitting? The sofa's not there anymore. Ah... he's sitting on the stairs. Is he comfy kaya dun? When's he coming back? Tagal naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just count down...&lt;br /&gt;5...4...3...2...1...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... he's not yet here.&lt;br /&gt;5....4...3...2...1........&lt;br /&gt;Not yet here. POUT.&lt;br /&gt;5...4...3... (my door opened)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yipee he's back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He approached me then said with a cute voice, "Nasa labas lang ako... Hinihintay kita na lumabas, or sumilip man lang." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I said, "I know..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pano kung di na ko bumalik?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Alam kong babalik ka... It's either you'll wait outside or pag umalis ka nga, alam kong babalikan mo ako... I love you. Sorry." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Pano nga kung di na ko bumalik?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Alam kong babalikan mo ako... Sorry" A few tears dropped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, sounds so cheesy. I'm so lucky I have a boyfriend who's really really understanding, not to mention "matyaga" with the Yunny. I feel so loved, yet I'm this mataray na yunny. Sometimes I think &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't deserve him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he really doen't come back?&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for him like Seymour waited for Fry. (Futurama Season 5, Episode 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8160018-111316329722295271?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111316329722295271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111316329722295271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111316329722295271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111316329722295271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-like-seymour.html' title='just like Seymour...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111090003881357441</id><published>2005-03-15T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:33:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to cooking classes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got my Ozzie cooking lessons for his birthday. We don't know which one to take yet, but we already have a list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCA (Center for Culinary Arts) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;has the following classes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;March 19, Sat Basic Pastries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;March 20, Sun Garde Manger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 2, Sat Chinese Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 3, Sun Japanese Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 10, Sat Filipino Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 16, Sun Thai &amp; Vietnamese Cuisine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 17, Sat American Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 23, Sun Italian Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;April 24, Sat French Cuisine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The lessons at &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cafe Ysabel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; looks fun too... though the next classes we could take are &lt;em&gt;Dave's Pasta&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Bakeshop Cakes&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;em&gt;'bakeshop cakes'&lt;/em&gt; class looks fun though it wouldn't be practical. We wouldn't cook Mango Cake, Strawberry Cake, Mocca Roll, Blueberry Cake with Streusel and Chocolate Cake..... hmmm... yummmmm :p~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We might look for other options... but for now, those are the ones we have. I'm still looking for other classes. Too bad we didn't catch the &lt;em&gt;"Basic cooking" &lt;/em&gt;class from Cafe Ysabel... would have been the perfect class to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, Ozzie would be the one to decide. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111090003881357441?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111090003881357441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111090003881357441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111090003881357441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111090003881357441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/were-going-to-cooking-classes.html' title='We&apos;re going to cooking classes!'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111073827772864023</id><published>2005-03-14T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T02:27:19.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haba Birdie to you!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's my Ozzie's 22nd birthday. Hope it's a happy day for him. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wuv yeaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111073827772864023?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111073827772864023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111073827772864023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111073827772864023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111073827772864023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/haba-birdie-to-you.html' title='Haba Birdie to you!!'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111017076856752126</id><published>2005-03-07T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T16:50:24.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I wrote this in notepad, I think a week ago. When we didn't have electricity at the apartment so I stayed at Seattle's and &lt;em&gt;'tried'&lt;/em&gt; to work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shucks. I can't work without net. I have a lot of things that I have to do that does not require a network connection but I just can't seem to work properly without it. It really makes me uneasy.Well, that makes time so I could make an entry for my blog.It's been quite a while since I've updated it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A lot of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ozzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; things have happened, so sad that I didn't have time to blog the details. From cooking crepes and adobo in our apartment, eating a lot in Dampa (hehe twice.. I was really really full!) to receiving calls at my apartment, (hmmm.. people might be thinking we were doing something kinky. Yeah, I wish. hehehehe), the Corregidor trip... twas all fun. I'd &lt;em&gt;try &lt;/em&gt;to blog more often...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something funny: my officemates know I call my Ozzie "Ozzie". Hehe. Only my close friends know that, but somehow my officemates knew about it. They even know about hewwo, sowwee, teehee... and even &lt;em&gt;shnuggles&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111017076856752126?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111017076856752126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111017076856752126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111017076856752126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111017076856752126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wrote-this-in-notepad-i-think-week.html' title=''/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111015965555051103</id><published>2005-03-07T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T09:40:55.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One good day coming up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am waiting for Ozzie. We usually go to the office at the same time. Its really a blessing that we have the chance to go to the office, have lunch and go home together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It makes my day happy. Something to look forward to, despite this cynical world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Being with my Ozzie never fails to cheer me up. I've had only 3 hours of sleep... but somehow I know that one good day is coming up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/8160018-111015965555051103?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111015965555051103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111015965555051103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111015965555051103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111015965555051103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/one-good-day-coming-up.html' title='One good day coming up...'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111012924292877575</id><published>2005-03-07T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T04:15:58.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Any man has the chance to sweep any woman off of her feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ozzie and I watched Hitch at the Gateway mall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The concept is something new - something like a chick flick retrofitted for guys. Of course my Ozzie loved it. For some reason he loves chick flicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A quote from the movie:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Ninety percent of what you're saying isn't coming out of your mouth."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#00cccc;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just remembered a statement from Ozzie regarding something like "&lt;em&gt;bastos naman lahat ng lumalabas sa bibig ko eh... at lahat ng pumapasok."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; All of couples from the movie have their fist kiss at the third date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#66cccc;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;We had ours at our &lt;em&gt;first date&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;^&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*blush*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; I don't know&lt;/span&gt; how true this statement is, but &lt;em&gt;Hitch&lt;/em&gt; said in the movie that "&lt;em&gt;8 out of 10 women believe that the first kiss will tell them everything that they need to know about a man.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#66cccc;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;My first kiss? It softly whispered "&lt;em&gt;He's the one.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;When Albert finally got to kiss Allegra, she said, "&lt;em&gt;I love your lips&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I love my Ozzie's lips. I don't think anyone could ever match my Ozzie's soft, luscious lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;¦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;- Ozzie giving me a &lt;em&gt;big, fat one&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; "Any man has the chance to sweep any woman off of her feet... he just has to have the right broom." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#66cccc;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;My Ozzie has the perfect broom. He has swept me off of my feet for so many times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/hitch/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/hitch/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to the Hitch official website. The site is created entirely with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flash - how about those who don't have high speed internet? Even with my DSL, the site is incredibly slow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a site worth going to, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For one thing, I finally found out the title of the song I've been dancing to. It's one of the soundtracks of the movie. The title of the song is "&lt;em&gt;Yeah&lt;/em&gt;" by &lt;em&gt;Usher&lt;/em&gt;. It's a real catchy song. :) I just realized, I already have it in my laptop, I just didn't have the time to listen to it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Something funny from the site: one of the Top Ten Tried and True Dating Practices:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#6.&lt;/strong&gt; Pay for dinner, lunch or coffee. She has shoes and accessories to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&gt; Teehee... funny :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111012924292877575?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111012924292877575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111012924292877575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111012924292877575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111012924292877575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/any-man-has-chance-to-sweep-any-woman.html' title='Any man has the chance to sweep any woman off of her feet'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-111012898296571723</id><published>2005-03-06T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T04:06:44.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pawty Galowe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cawla's Baby Shower&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to Carla's baby shower yesterday. Yummy food, fun games, lotsa fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My Ozzie won the baby bottle game. It's such fun to see grown men suck from a baby bottle (hmmm.. that kind of didn't sound right). My baby chugged it down like a pro! (I wonder where he got the skills...)&lt;br /&gt;Another game was to smell the diapy (guess the brand of chocolate melted in the diapy). Of course I didn't join. Eventhough I am a true-blue chocolate connoisseur, I still lack the sense of smell. Without tasting the chocolates, they're all the same to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elbert's team (the officemates) won the previous game. He was nice enough to give Ozzie one of his chocolates. &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;^ &lt;/span&gt;Sooo happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;But then being the spoiled brat that I am, I looked at Elbert's other chocolate bar with yearning and desire. Of course I was &lt;em&gt;partly&lt;/em&gt; kidding. After a few minutes, somehow it landed into my hands... teehee... Ozzie said Elbert was allergic to chocolates. Awwww... Poor him... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;*good for me!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kathy's Birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzie and I went ahead to go to another party. From a baby shower to a birthday party. Banana Nut Cruch, Kami2 and SM Carebears greeted Kathy a happy silver birthday. There, we finally met Anya. She's so cute. :) She almost cried when we flocked to her though... maybe she was scared of the unfamiliar faces.&lt;br /&gt;Kathy had a nice house. It was Melrose place-y like. They have a star-studded neighborhood, btw. Oh, well... Valle girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thought for the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next week would be my Ozzie's birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Teehee. He'd finally be 22. &lt;strong&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;No more "pedophile" jokes for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well at least not for another six months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-111012898296571723?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/111012898296571723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=111012898296571723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111012898296571723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/111012898296571723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/03/pawty-galowe.html' title='Pawty Galowe'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-110675651210498082</id><published>2005-01-26T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:23:40.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cK-Lyt and boyfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today was a relatively quiet day at work, so I managed to get out of the office earlier than usual to have a dinner with ck-lyt and boyfriends. Of course, we just called Tere so she'd be part of the fun. We met with Yeye and her boyfriend Dennis, Karla nd her boyfriend Noel and Luanne. I came with Ozzie to meet the gang at Soul Food in Greenbelt 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy. It's been a while since we all got together.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy I'm with Ozzie to go out with during couples' night out (well... almost all are couples)&lt;br /&gt;Of the 3 boys that we were with, Ozzie is the sweetest, cutest and most adorable little thing. I really just don't know what I'd do without him. He makes my day brighter. Cliché, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He makes the worst day happy. He's what I wake up for everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-110675651210498082?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/110675651210498082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=110675651210498082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110675651210498082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110675651210498082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/01/ck-lyt-and-boyfriends.html' title='cK-Lyt and boyfriends'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-110638578428435288</id><published>2005-01-22T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T17:23:04.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ozzie and I and several of my teammates (3 of which are foreigners, two from China and the other from Korea). My local teammates went ahead to commute via the MRT, while Ozzie and I picked up the visitors from the Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing Ozzie went with me to pick them up from the hotel. It must have been some awkward silence if he weren’t there. Let’s just say my Ozzie is ma-chika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went from the Manila Pen to Gateway mall. We were babbling about how traffic was really bad here in Manila. It was a Friday Night so we were expecting really heavy traffic. Much to our surprise, the traffic was quite moderate. I guess luck was on our side, much like the first scene in Meet the Fockers. It was quite freaky though. EDSA, on a Friday night, no traffic?!?! Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Gateway mall to eat dinner and watch a Movie. Ozzie bought the tickets while we were waiting for our other teammates. We decided to eat at Taco Bell, the first one here in the Philippines. It was just recently put up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just as luck would have it, I spilled my drink on the floor (and on our food) while getting another glass for my Ozzie. It was a clumsy day yesterday, actually. For lunch, I dropped a whole box of potato wedges and mayo on Caw (we named my Ozzie’s car, “Caw”), twice. I then hurt my toe in the escalator of Gateway. Ouchie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the topic. The taco was fine. It was just a regular taco. The chicken quesadilla was good though. But hmm… it’s quite pricey. I can make a better taco than that with much lesser funds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was hilarious. The first one was better, but the second one is good enough. I found the “Ash-whooole” stuff really funny… and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, Dave went to get his car (he lived nearby) to accompany the foreigners to the hotel. I didn’t understand though, why they didn’t ask us to bring them back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Coffee bean and Tea Leaf to wait for Dave. The baristas were outstandingly slow. It took us quite a while to get out drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some discussion whether we were still hungry or not, Ozzie and I decided to eat at North Park. It was quite ok, since I was craving for noodles myself (In the scene where Greg and Pam were having a pre-wedding party, Pam’s hair was so curly it reminded me of Pancit Canton). I decided to go for Congee, because I realized I was craving for Pho Hoa noodles, not North Park noodles. Ozzie had his usual noodles. We were in there  for more than an hour since I was so full already, I couldn’t finish my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home almost happy. Until Ozzie admitted he wasn’t happy with his tea. Quite the coffee addict he was, I indulged him and went with him to Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With everybody happy, we decided to them go home and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-110638578428435288?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/110638578428435288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=110638578428435288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110638578428435288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110638578428435288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2005/01/friday-night-out.html' title='Friday night out'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8160018.post-110286891128532212</id><published>2004-12-01T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T06:46:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yunny and Ozzie in Tagaytay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was really such a nice weekend. Ozzie and I went to Tagaytay. We have planned for this a long time back, and we finally went for our 4th year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Sonya's Secret Garden for lunch… a place long been heard, long been read, and long been talked about. The place was quite happy, it was filled with a foray of flowers (it was a garden, after all) and a set meal was served (the waitress said the set meal is a constant, it was what they serve all the time).&lt;br /&gt;We think it's overrated though... or we were expecting too much. Everybody was giving exceptionally good comments about the place. Although the place was nice and food was good, it wasn’t quite what we expected it to be. Not to mention, something vital is missing… guess what? The Taal Volcano view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Starbucks (Tagaytay) afterwards… and we got what we wanted… a nice view of Taal Volcano, the smallest active volcano in the world. It was what we went to Tagaytay for, after all.  It was really lovely. The surrounding lake was so serene… and quite romantic. It made all our worries go away, even just for a moment. It’s just one of the places wherein you just gaze in awe, and then you feel your problems melt away. It was great sharing that experience with my Ozzie. We watched the sunset in Tagaytay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzie and I talked for a while. It has been quite some time since we talked. I mean, we literally wake each other up in the morning, go to the office with each other, eat lunch and dinner together, and go home together (though we live in separate places, silly… but his house is just a few blocks from mine) but we seldom talk about the important things… things such as our lives and our future plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to the hotel afterwards. Our room had a spectacular view of Taal volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up at around 6 in the morning. The sunrise was breath-taking. I just wish I had taken a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pictures from Tagaytay is in my friendster account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love being with my Ozzie. He makes everyday worth looking forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8160018-110286891128532212?l=hunnypottie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/feeds/110286891128532212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8160018&amp;postID=110286891128532212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110286891128532212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8160018/posts/default/110286891128532212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hunnypottie.blogspot.com/2004/11/yunny-and-ozzie-in-tagaytay.html' title='Yunny and Ozzie in Tagaytay'/><author><name>hunny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14144868883818944228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7399/539/1600/IMG_3048_sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
