<?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-5442638778504651870</id><updated>2012-01-08T21:31:49.774-08:00</updated><category term='LifePak'/><category term='Claymore'/><category term='spaghetti'/><category term='magazine'/><category term='kabagang'/><category term='Games UpLate Live'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='Hong Kong'/><category term='sounds'/><category term='books'/><category term='board'/><category term='earphone'/><category term='death'/><category term='stilleto'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='joross'/><category term='blood'/><category term='gadget'/><category term='OptimaOmega'/><category term='eBay'/><category term='skirts'/><category term='hair'/><category term='Franco'/><category term='adik'/><category term='nails'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='pre-board'/><category term='MetaboTrim'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='memories'/><category term='desire'/><category term='CSI'/><category term='Ketty'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='Sandman'/><category term='disappointed'/><category term='family'/><category term='labada'/><category term='Mama'/><category term='balot'/><category term='review'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='banner'/><category term='balisong'/><category term='angst'/><category term='mushy'/><category term='radio'/><category term='Mariel Rodriguez'/><category term='Patrisha'/><category term='gay lingo'/><category term='TriNoma'/><category term='photography'/><category term='shooting'/><category term='Neil Gaiman'/><category term='PERCDC'/><category term='tubal'/><category term='depressed'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='Friendster'/><category term='trip'/><category term='bubbles'/><category term='for sale'/><category term='rain'/><category term='sweets'/><category term='insomnia'/><category term='gatorade'/><category term='Gmask'/><category term='food'/><category term='521'/><category term='white castle girl'/><category term='malungkot'/><category term='virus'/><category term='mall'/><category term='bag'/><category term='mentors'/><category term='anime'/><category term='Sennheiser'/><category term='sick'/><category term='inuman'/><category term='paranoia'/><category term='penoy'/><category term='hoodie'/><title type='text'>quidquid discis, tibi discis.</title><subtitle type='html'>"whatever you learn, you learn it for yourself."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8166022654234805530</id><published>2010-03-27T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T00:19:58.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>his thoughts on me wearing a bikini</title><summary type='text'>him: atleast yung babae ko may papakitahim: hindi ako napigil sa freedom ng girl kohim: hindi ako CHAUVINIST! ASSHOLEhim: which is true---him: its your lifehim: live it, love ithim: don't let anyone tell you what to dome: okieshim: ngayon kung gusto magpost ng medyo alangan na pichim: its your decisionhim: i still love youhim: wag lang medyo MALASWAhim: gets?Now, is he great guy or is he a great </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8166022654234805530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8166022654234805530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8166022654234805530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8166022654234805530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2010/03/his-thoughts-on-me-wearing-bikini.html' title='his thoughts on me wearing a bikini'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-679336336938117550</id><published>2010-03-05T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T23:39:05.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGED RELATIONSHIP STATUS (Facebook)</title><summary type='text'>  And so the other night I changed my Facebook relationship status from In a Relationship to Single.Now let me clarify that that was just a whim, an experiment of sorts based on a long-ago conversation between him and me. He said no one really cares about status updates in social networking sites like Friendster and Facebook. I disagreed. We debated, nobody really won, end of discussion. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/679336336938117550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=679336336938117550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/679336336938117550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/679336336938117550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2010/03/changed-relationship-status-facebook.html' title='CHANGED RELATIONSHIP STATUS (Facebook)'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2322795363840920630</id><published>2010-01-11T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T21:08:13.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 of 3, check!</title><summary type='text'>Addict that I am, I went ahead and got the other two books in the TRESE series last night. And finished devouring them both in one sitting. And all I can say is, THE SERIES FRIGGIN' ROCKS! Will post a proper review when I find the time, before the week ends.Two thumbs up to Budjette Tan and KaJo Baldisimo!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2322795363840920630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2322795363840920630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2322795363840920630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2322795363840920630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-of-3-check.html' title='3 of 3, check!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6526634050176150883</id><published>2010-01-10T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:50:49.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>discovery: Pinoy komiks</title><summary type='text'>front coverback coverJust finished TRESE: Murder on Balete Drive, the first of three horror/crime comic books created by Budjette Tan and KaJo Baldisimo. I am not a big fan of Pinoy komiks, but this is really good. As in really, really good. In fact, it sorta reminds me of Neil Gaiman's style in the Sandman series and novel American Gods, although this is distinctively Pinoy. Needless to say, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6526634050176150883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6526634050176150883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6526634050176150883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6526634050176150883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2010/01/discovery-pinoy-komiks.html' title='discovery: Pinoy komiks'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4507020163704849747</id><published>2009-12-15T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T03:15:19.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new start, maybe?</title><summary type='text'>I have been trying since time immemorial to be organized and make something out of the chaos that is my life. Testament to this is the numerous datebooks and organizers I've accumulated in the past--all filled up only a couple of months at most. I've stopped using organizers since I realized that I am just wasting good money on planners that are not helping me get organized in the least. All the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4507020163704849747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4507020163704849747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4507020163704849747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4507020163704849747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-start-maybe.html' title='a new start, maybe?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1766869546200161790</id><published>2009-12-12T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:36:14.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the Moment</title><summary type='text'>  "Dark Waltz"(Hayley Westenra)    We are the lucky ones We shine like a thousand suns When all of the colour runs together  I'll keep you company In one glorious harmony Waltzing with destiny forever  Dance me into the night Underneath the moon shining so bright Turning me into the light  Time dances whirling past I gaze through the looking glass And feel just beyond my grasp is heaven  Sacred </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1766869546200161790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1766869546200161790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1766869546200161790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1766869546200161790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/12/song-of-moment.html' title='Song of the Moment'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3513647606397428581</id><published>2009-11-18T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:24:16.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting prematurely depressed</title><summary type='text'>So. I just saw the last of him this afternoon--I have no idea when we'll get together again. The thought gets me down as nothing else could. He's still in the country but I am already getting depressed. Damn.Oh, and I've had my butt-length cut yesterday. It's now just a little past my shoulder blades. I was in a shock for quite some time after the haircut, but I'm out of my funk now.&lt;!-- multiply</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3513647606397428581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3513647606397428581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3513647606397428581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3513647606397428581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/11/getting-prematurely-depressed.html' title='getting prematurely depressed'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6343763527640451103</id><published>2009-10-23T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T04:24:11.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too much blood</title><summary type='text'>For as far as I could remember, I've had this fascination (almost bordering on obsession) with vampires. Yeah, even before the vampire fad brought on by Edward Cullen. It started I think with Anne Rice's Coven of the Beloveds (I totally loooove Lestat de Lioncourt), although I really can't be sure. For my English Lit book review, I used (surprise, surprise!) Bram Stoker's Dracula. And sue me for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6343763527640451103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6343763527640451103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6343763527640451103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6343763527640451103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-much-blood.html' title='too much blood'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-9216205369731574539</id><published>2009-10-16T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:58:57.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to old school</title><summary type='text'>Contrary to the usual upgrade of gadgets, I just downgraded and got myself an �ber-simple talk-and-text-and-nothing-else mobile phone in place of my also outdated Motorola V3.Nokia 1661There is something to be said about getting rid of clutter and I reckon it's high time I get something that is just exactly what I need, nothing more and nothing less. The flat keypad makes clickety noises when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/9216205369731574539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=9216205369731574539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/9216205369731574539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/9216205369731574539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-old-school.html' title='back to old school'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1476452600001613316</id><published>2009-10-02T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:22:34.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another development</title><summary type='text'>The new Multiply panorama view is rather nifty:Now I don't even have to go out of the Inbox (pun intended) to read everything. Currently it's available only for Premium users, but soon it will be available for everyone.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1476452600001613316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1476452600001613316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1476452600001613316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1476452600001613316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-development.html' title='another development'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2723742962499934813</id><published>2009-09-26T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:06:33.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday+Christmas Wishlist</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been seeing some people put up their Christmas wishlists. Got me thinking about my own list. So I put up my own, although with a little modification since my birthday's coming up first before Christmas. I call it my Birthday+Christmas Wishlist. I had some trouble putting stuff in my list. Seems my gadget lust has abated, for the moment at least. Anywho, without further ado, here's my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2723742962499934813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2723742962499934813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2723742962499934813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2723742962499934813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthdaychristmas-wishlist.html' title='Birthday+Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6182495654424527486</id><published>2009-09-13T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T16:23:35.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday morning blues</title><summary type='text'>Listening to Metallica while blogging at 7:00 on a Monday morning is not such a bad start for a week. I just finished correcting the blasted forms I revised last Friday--I was in such a hurry to get out that I made mistakes in each of the three sheets. Damn, talk about carelessness. Anywho, as I said I just made the necessary corrections and am now just waiting for the signatory to show up so I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6182495654424527486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6182495654424527486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6182495654424527486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6182495654424527486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/09/monday-morning-blues.html' title='Monday morning blues'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8805644342508620760</id><published>2009-08-19T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:38:59.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're in! =D</title><summary type='text'>Four teams in a bracket. Six games. Top two winners go in. And our team is one! Weeee!We almost didn't go in. By point system, we placed third. But we won two games out of three while the other team won just one. So we qualified by default. Three cheers for Jerson and me! =D   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8805644342508620760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8805644342508620760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8805644342508620760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8805644342508620760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-in-d.html' title='we&amp;#39;re in! =D'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7964979667091873949</id><published>2009-08-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:08:36.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>playing at work</title><summary type='text'>Haven't updated my blog in what seems like ages.Oh well. Whatever.Right now I'm pissed off. Lots of different things really, but mostly about work stuff and some people here. Nothing serious though, just the normal quibbles between workmates. Didn't really help that I wasn't able to sweat off some of the angst because several people borrowed my badminton racquet and I'm too nice not to lend it. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7964979667091873949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7964979667091873949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7964979667091873949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7964979667091873949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-at-work.html' title='playing at work'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6905584826328680091</id><published>2009-07-31T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:50:43.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change(?)</title><summary type='text'>Lately I've been thinking about finally, finally cutting my now butt-length hair. Dunno when though. Probably not in the coming days or weeks, but I'll definitely get around to it sometime before the years ends. Haha. Anywho, I've also been thinking of having it done in loose waves. Something like this:I can actually get my hair to look like this temporarily, after it has been in a bun or braid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6905584826328680091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6905584826328680091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6905584826328680091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6905584826328680091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/07/change.html' title='change(?)'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4222800340711850644</id><published>2009-07-14T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T04:40:13.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more energy, mas happy! XD</title><summary type='text'>Just discovering that I have large untapped reserves of energy. How so? For starters, I've been working for nine days straight now. Barring any illnesses or untoward incidents, I'll probably be working for thirteen days straight until Saturday. And I still work out every lunch on top of that.Saturday night I went out with a coupla girlfriends from work. The first time I ever had a "nightlife" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4222800340711850644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4222800340711850644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4222800340711850644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4222800340711850644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-energy-mas-happy-xd.html' title='more energy, mas happy! XD'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2857157976555338203</id><published>2009-07-08T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T03:50:11.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gym rat?</title><summary type='text'>Been hitting the gym at lunch for two days now. Planning to continue on until my waistline is reduced or I lose interest in the endeavor, whichever comes first. The former, hopefully. Haha. At least it's not as tedious as it sounds since all of us working out are friends one way or another.Wish me luck on the waistline-reduction project now, will ya? ^_^&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2857157976555338203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2857157976555338203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2857157976555338203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2857157976555338203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/07/gym-rat.html' title='gym rat?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4236629330775488089</id><published>2009-07-05T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T06:02:29.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just happy, even if i have a tummyache that won't quit</title><summary type='text'>So. After some days without communication, we finally had a decent conversation again earlier today. And yeah, I'm really really chuffed about it. Goddamn, I really miss the guy. I absolutely cannot wait for November, even if he'll be here only for days. Yes, days, not even weeks. But hell, that's still much much better than him not coming back at all. Haha. I soooooo love that guy. Ever reminds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4236629330775488089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4236629330775488089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4236629330775488089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4236629330775488089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-happy-even-if-i-have-tummyache.html' title='just happy, even if i have a tummyache that won&amp;#39;t quit'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3037595448505382719</id><published>2009-06-27T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:29:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday work(?)</title><summary type='text'>  So. Working on a Sunday is not as bad as I thought it would be. Aside from missing out on badly needed sleep and time for an overdue project, I actually had an okay time. If the atmosphere on a Saturday is quite relaxed compared to regular working days, then Sunday is positively lethargic. There's no work pressure on the operators and over-break is a concept not particularly applicable on this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3037595448505382719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3037595448505382719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3037595448505382719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3037595448505382719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunday-work.html' title='Sunday work(?)'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2991813334779697501</id><published>2009-06-27T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:11:34.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>petiks sunday: HANGING BY A MOMENT</title><summary type='text'>Re-post from Facebook.-------------RULES: 1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle. 2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer. 3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS. 4. Tag 20 friends (make me #21 so I can see your results). 5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing. 6. Have Fun!   IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY? &gt;&gt; the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2991813334779697501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2991813334779697501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2991813334779697501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2991813334779697501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/petiks-sunday-hanging-by-moment.html' title='petiks sunday: HANGING BY A MOMENT'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3393060639863724883</id><published>2009-06-25T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:21:36.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first time</title><summary type='text'>Just found out that I have work tomorrow and Sunday. And those are 12-hour shifts to boot. Geez. There really is no rest for the wicked.Anywho, I haven't been active this past week because of a huge problem that came up. I can't divulge the details just yet, but hopefully I could before the weekend ends (redundant much?). I'll be here at work so I might as well make the most of the free online </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3393060639863724883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3393060639863724883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3393060639863724883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3393060639863724883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/first-time.html' title='first time'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2091856810958144033</id><published>2009-06-17T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:21:11.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catatonic</title><summary type='text'>God, I need a miracle right now. I need a new laptop, to save my mental well-being if nothing else. Damn, I hate this desperate feeling. It makes me sick. But what can I do? Help!T_T&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2091856810958144033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2091856810958144033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2091856810958144033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2091856810958144033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/catatonic.html' title='catatonic'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1284193387682539929</id><published>2009-06-12T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:28:24.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"How come everything I think I need always comes with batteries?"</title><summary type='text'>Again, quoting John Mayer in Something's Missing.This is getting damn depressing. My spirit's sinking with every passing day that I do not have a functioning computer to my name. I feel lost somehow, like a small boat set adrift on the deep, wide ocean. Geez. Something must be seriously wrong with me to be so affected by such things.Whatever happened to the saying that you cannot buy happiness?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1284193387682539929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1284193387682539929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1284193387682539929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1284193387682539929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-everything-i-think-i-need-always.html' title='&amp;quot;How come everything I think I need always comes with batteries?&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5269183265021734948</id><published>2009-06-10T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:51:12.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye, dear friend. you'll be sorely missed.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, it's absolute and irrevocably final: my laptop is history. My good mother brought it to the Acer service center yesterday and the initial diagnosis wasn't good: the innards are practically fried. Just confirmed it today, there's nothing more we can do.Half my stuff are gonna be lost. Photographs from February of this year up to now. Ouch.Strangely, I feel detached. Like I'm just watching a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5269183265021734948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5269183265021734948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5269183265021734948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5269183265021734948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodbye-dear-friend-you-be-sorely.html' title='goodbye, dear friend. you&amp;#39;ll be sorely missed.'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8800372962658732384</id><published>2009-06-08T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T04:54:42.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something to keep the drab weather from seeping to your bones =]</title><summary type='text'>Dearest You, At times you may feel that you are insignificant speck in the universe. That if you die, nobody would stop and think about you because you are worthless. You are like a single strand of grass in a massive field, not noticeable, not distinct. At times, you may feel that everyone is against you and nobody understands. That what you think doesn't matter and what you say won't be heard. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8800372962658732384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8800372962658732384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8800372962658732384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8800372962658732384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-to-keep-drab-weather-from.html' title='something to keep the drab weather from seeping to your bones =]'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6127704956498407117</id><published>2009-06-02T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:24:06.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gadget conspiracy</title><summary type='text'>There seems to be a gadget conspiracy against me. First, there's that laptop. Now, my camera is having a hard time with Autofocus. Geez. Manual focusing still works, but that might pose a problem with focusing on the fly. Dunno if it's the lens or camera that has a problem..Anyone, help?   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6127704956498407117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6127704956498407117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6127704956498407117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6127704956498407117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/gadget-conspiracy.html' title='gadget conspiracy'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8199387154498588777</id><published>2009-06-02T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:23:02.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brains and brawns, huh? XD</title><summary type='text'>Since I won't be able to download and process my photos from Sunday's shoot, I'll be spending the rest of the night and probably the wee hours of the morning finishing Michael Crichton's Sphere. I'm more than halfway done, the rest of the pages oughtta fly. And would you believe who the book belongs to? I borrowed it from one of our production operators. No offense meant, but you don't usually </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8199387154498588777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8199387154498588777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8199387154498588777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8199387154498588777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/brains-and-brawns-huh-xd.html' title='brains and brawns, huh? XD'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4305657535767351257</id><published>2009-06-01T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:22:17.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goddamn thing</title><summary type='text'>My freakin' laptop has yet again crashed. I am torn between pulling my hair out in frustration or chucking the damn thing to the nearby canal. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4305657535767351257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4305657535767351257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4305657535767351257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4305657535767351257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/06/goddamn-thing.html' title='goddamn thing'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1691869683055584173</id><published>2009-05-29T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:02:19.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banning Pornography</title><summary type='text'>This is another old piece I dug up, in relation to my last post regarding the Hayden Kho scandals. If I'm not mistaken, I wrote it as a favor for Ktle who needed an "editorial" to publish on her English class newspaper project.Pornography is but a form of temptation. Like every other form of temptation, pornography in itself is not a bad thing. However, this does not mean that it should be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1691869683055584173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1691869683055584173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1691869683055584173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1691869683055584173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/05/banning-pornography.html' title='Banning Pornography'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6019699668186052116</id><published>2009-05-29T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T04:28:30.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new discovery, blogging, Hayden Kho and hypocrisy</title><summary type='text'>Well. I just forgot what I was about to type when I say that there is now an option for manually setting the date and time of your blog entry. Kinda long overdue if you ask me, since this was initially the reason why I blogged in Blogger and not here in Multiply--I just made the switch out of necessity when some glitch prevented me from posting there.So anywho. What was I supposed to write again?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6019699668186052116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6019699668186052116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6019699668186052116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6019699668186052116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-discovery-blogging-hayden-kho-and.html' title='new discovery, blogging, Hayden Kho and hypocrisy'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6556366237645640628</id><published>2008-09-13T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:37:44.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new girlfriend. mine, not his.</title><summary type='text'>Right now I'm itching to post something--anything--but my poor brain, fried and all from all those sleepless nights, couldn't come up with anything decent to write here. Blech. That or my life is that boring these days. Geez.Oh, right. Something good happened, I almost forgot. Tim, Franco's barkada's girlfriend. We've been corresponding for some time now, swapping stories and occassional advices </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6556366237645640628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6556366237645640628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6556366237645640628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6556366237645640628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-girlfriend-mine-not-his.html' title='new girlfriend. mine, not his.'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-26101138083287818</id><published>2008-09-09T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:58:46.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>licensed and all--but jobless</title><summary type='text'>I jut realized the other day that inactivity breeds vitriol in my system. I suppose it's stupid that I only realized that now when it's been happening more or less my whole life, but there you go. Still better late than never, I say.Inasmuch as I am a solitary creature by nature, being alone with my thoughts for too long starts corrupting my mind. Paranoia comes creeping in and starts insidiously</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/26101138083287818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=26101138083287818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/26101138083287818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/26101138083287818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/09/licensed-and-all-but-jobless.html' title='licensed and all--but jobless'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8157723843320097624</id><published>2008-09-07T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T01:53:30.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive</title><summary type='text'>Haven't been online much these past few days. GSM/GPRS Internet connection sucks, that's why I rarely bother. Oh well.I'm in BK right now, taking advantage of the free WiFi. To my delight, I caught him online. Rather he caught me, since I had no idea he's still up such late hour. Nevertheless, it's a good thing. Always a good thing, we talking I mean. I miss him.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8157723843320097624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8157723843320097624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8157723843320097624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8157723843320097624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-alive.html' title='still alive'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1387958587163236934</id><published>2008-08-31T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:55:45.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>akalain mo?</title><summary type='text'>So. End of August. Tomorrow's Christmas. What with the -ber month and all. Haha.Anywho. I'm glad to say my August turned out to be quite fruitful, mainly because I was able to finally--FINALLY!--file my LOI at Nu Skin so I could be an Executive with the company. Though truth is I'm still not quite sure how that happened. All I know is I really really wanted to do that so there, it happened. And I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1387958587163236934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1387958587163236934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1387958587163236934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1387958587163236934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/akalain-mo.html' title='akalain mo?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5084754768839583819</id><published>2008-08-21T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:13:58.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy getting closer to my dreams</title><summary type='text'>Just got home. Had a rather tiring but productive day. Did a product demo in Batangas in the morning. Dropped off my CV at the local cable company. Met up with a friend in Alabang to discuss the business. And now here I am in Makati.I'm so glad I went to Alabang. Despite the fact that I have never been to the place where I was supposed to go and have no idea how to get there. Rather, precisely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5084754768839583819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5084754768839583819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5084754768839583819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5084754768839583819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-getting-closer-to-my-dreams.html' title='busy getting closer to my dreams'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7438342273263491203</id><published>2008-08-15T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:44:32.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, you CAN have it all...</title><summary type='text'>me: i have just one last question for you: if the time comes, between me and your career, would you be able to choose? and which one would you choose? just curious.him: it doesn't matter i'd still be left with nothing in the end.No, I am not upset that he didn't choose me. Truth is I didn't even expect him to. But I didn't expect this answer either. Yet in a curious way, it touched me more than </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7438342273263491203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7438342273263491203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7438342273263491203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7438342273263491203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-you-can-have-it-all.html' title='yes, you CAN have it all...'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4123428126374384058</id><published>2008-08-15T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:56:10.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe i could dance my paranoia away? o.O</title><summary type='text'>Okay, I get it now. I could choose how to start my day. Had a sucky morning yesterday because of my own paranoia--I let it get the best of me instead of rising above it. Stupid mistake, but at least I've learned. And that's the whole purpose of making mistakes, right? So charge it to experience and move on.On a completely unrelated note, I have been having this rising urge to dance lately. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4123428126374384058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4123428126374384058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4123428126374384058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4123428126374384058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-i-could-dance-my-paranoia-away-oo.html' title='maybe i could dance my paranoia away? o.O'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-431195193457717617</id><published>2008-08-13T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T07:20:08.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it all boils down to the decision</title><summary type='text'>This day started out spectacularly sucky--I had a rather heated argument with Franco right after I woke up. What a rude awakening, eh? And our conversation ended on a vague note and truth is I wasn't sure if we're okay yet. So you could just imagine where the depression was coming from.Anywho, I made up my mind that instead of just letting the whole thing get to me and ruin my whole day, I should</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/431195193457717617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=431195193457717617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/431195193457717617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/431195193457717617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-all-boils-down-to-decision.html' title='it all boils down to the decision'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5740182730331920102</id><published>2008-08-13T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:13:51.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're NEVER gonna bring me down</title><summary type='text'>Another day, a not-so-great start. Just makes me want to cry another bucketful more. Shit.But never mind. Rather, mind over matter. I won't let this get me down. I'll go out, do what I have to do and have fun in the process. Even if all I wanna do right now is roll back under the covers, clutch my favorite sarong-turned-blanket and bawl like there's no tomorrow.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5740182730331920102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5740182730331920102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5740182730331920102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5740182730331920102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/youre-never-gonna-bring-me-down.html' title='you&apos;re NEVER gonna bring me down'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8534819497526488038</id><published>2008-08-13T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:09:06.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seems i'm still human after all...</title><summary type='text'>For the first time in a long time, I cried again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8534819497526488038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8534819497526488038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8534819497526488038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8534819497526488038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/seems-im-still-human-after-all.html' title='seems i&apos;m still human after all...'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3220088581790690033</id><published>2008-08-08T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:16:23.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the start of a better ME</title><summary type='text'>Action.It's what's been lacking from my Grand Plan all my life. Too many missed opportunities that could have led to success. There's always the procrastination, excuses, the passiveness. There's not enough of that go-and-get-them attitude. All this time, I've been coasting on luck and chance, not relying on my own abilities as I should have been doing.All these I confirmed as I listened to Pax </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3220088581790690033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3220088581790690033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3220088581790690033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3220088581790690033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/start-of-better-me.html' title='the start of a better ME'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6530240652061840430</id><published>2008-08-07T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:57:24.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new LOVE</title><summary type='text'>Okay, it's official. I am now in love with Ava Puhi Moni shampoo.After 48 years of being urged by friends to give it a try, I finally gave in this morning and used it. I was a bit surprised at the consistency--it was thicker than your average shampoo. Honestly, I didn't feel any difference after shampooing. In fact, I was like, "So this is it?"But when I met up with my friends, they were like, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6530240652061840430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6530240652061840430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6530240652061840430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6530240652061840430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-love.html' title='new LOVE'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SJnXVzSTTAI/AAAAAAAAAHM/p5QEioCdguM/s72-c/Pic%28882%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7155937567155115120</id><published>2008-08-05T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:44:06.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too much of a good thing</title><summary type='text'>Had to reschedule the interview because of an upset stomach. Ate too darn much seafood and chocolates at the welcome dinner last night. But can you really blame me? I mean, I LOVE seafood and there were plenty [shrimps, crabs and calamari galore!] laid out literally in front of me. Just how do you expect me to have just a little?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7155937567155115120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7155937567155115120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7155937567155115120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7155937567155115120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/too-much-of-good-thing.html' title='too much of a good thing'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4958081939132753566</id><published>2008-08-05T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T12:56:43.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>expanding social circle, eh?</title><summary type='text'>I'm so glad I went to the CS dinner at Dampa organized by Kaycee Sevilla of CS Manila. And it was a good thing too that In came with me. We met a lot of great people and had a lot of fun and laughs. I guess going out of your comfort zone can really be rewarding, as this experience taught me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4958081939132753566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4958081939132753566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4958081939132753566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4958081939132753566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/expanding-social-circle-eh.html' title='expanding social circle, eh?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6547922521518026486</id><published>2008-08-02T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:10:50.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapunzel, Rapunzel...</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I'm obsessed with curly hair. That's why I sooooooo loved Emmy Rossum's locks and Franco's hair when it was long--he's had it shorn by this time by the way. It has always been my frustration having straight tresses instead. Of course I could have it permed or curled, but I don't want to risk the damage the processing could do to my hair. Growing out my hair to its current hip-length </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6547922521518026486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6547922521518026486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6547922521518026486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6547922521518026486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/08/rapunzel-rapunzel.html' title='Rapunzel, Rapunzel...'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-451985627434612527</id><published>2008-08-01T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T23:38:54.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>start August with a BANG!</title><summary type='text'>Hmmm... What a start for my August.I got online as soon as I woke up to catch Franco online and sure enough, he was. We had a nice conversation going and all that. As usual, he sacrificed precious rest and sleep to chat. Awww. He is such a nice guy even if he insists that he's such a badass. Haha.Anywho, in the middle of our conversation, the company I was applying for called me for another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/451985627434612527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=451985627434612527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/451985627434612527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/451985627434612527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/start-august-with-bang.html' title='start August with a BANG!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6626919292877684720</id><published>2008-07-30T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:27:23.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hope...</title><summary type='text'>A lot can still happen in two days... If others can do it in one day, then I still have twice the chance to do it.Thank you God, for IT IS DONE!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6626919292877684720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6626919292877684720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6626919292877684720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6626919292877684720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/hope.html' title='hope...'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8718841220566402329</id><published>2008-07-29T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T11:26:21.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still alive and mushy as ever</title><summary type='text'>After a week of hiatus, here I am back to documenting the bits and pieces of my life that I think worth telling the whole wide world about. Rather, those measly few who spare my rantings a few moments of their time to read. Whatever.I just finished chatting with Franco. Call me weird but I found him especially cute, adorable and like-a-teddy-bear-huggable tonight even if he was frowning half the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8718841220566402329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8718841220566402329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8718841220566402329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8718841220566402329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-alive-and-mushy-as-ever.html' title='still alive and mushy as ever'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3505627027155752987</id><published>2008-07-21T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T11:42:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bootcamp!</title><summary type='text'>One word: INCREDIBLE!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3505627027155752987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3505627027155752987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3505627027155752987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3505627027155752987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/bootcamp.html' title='bootcamp!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8243788432800317239</id><published>2008-07-16T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:23:32.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how professional...</title><summary type='text'>Up to now I still don't know if I should laugh or feel insulted. I mean, I took the exam. I'd like to think I passed since they called me back for an interview. The interview went well. But only after all that did the HR drop the bomb--that the position I was applying for had no vacancy. Indefinitely. WTF?So I'm taking another exam or two next week for the available positions--both of which don't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8243788432800317239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8243788432800317239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8243788432800317239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8243788432800317239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-professional.html' title='how professional...'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1664481766986147106</id><published>2008-07-11T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T11:35:18.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and i'm actually in love with this guy... ^_^</title><summary type='text'>Franco is possibly the most exasperating person I've ever met in my entire life--and believe me, I've met A LOT.We almost fought because of his webcam, of all things [this is all your fault, Patchi! haha]. Long story. But the bottomline is he finally relented and used his webcam. The catch? He was wearing a pillow over his head with another pillow covering the rest of his face. As in. He wouldn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1664481766986147106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1664481766986147106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1664481766986147106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1664481766986147106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-im-actually-in-love-with-this-guy.html' title='and i&apos;m actually in love with this guy... ^_^'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-187626064521245559</id><published>2008-07-10T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:16:09.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ayaw ko maging palaboy</title><summary type='text'>Darn. Looking for a new place to stay is turning out to be harder than I first thought it would be. I have to consider the rental first and foremost [preferably less than 10k and good for 4 persons], and of course, the location [it has to be somewhere between Makati and Eastwood City]. And we need to move in by this Sunday if possible. Seriously.Anyone who knows of such a place, please please </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/187626064521245559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=187626064521245559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/187626064521245559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/187626064521245559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/ayaw-ko-maging-palaboy.html' title='ayaw ko maging palaboy'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8469832401501430249</id><published>2008-07-09T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:32:59.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me, an analytical thinker?</title><summary type='text'>Analytical Thinker (AT)(Just visiting? Take the free personality test and determine your iPersonic type!)Analytical Thinkers are reserved, quiet persons. They like to get to the bottom of things - curiosity is one of their strongest motives. They want to know what holds the world together deep down inside. They do not really need much more to be happy because they are modest persons. Many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8469832401501430249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8469832401501430249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8469832401501430249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8469832401501430249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/me-analytical-thinker.html' title='me, an analytical thinker?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2709916512277569744</id><published>2008-07-09T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T09:48:02.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new blister. awts.</title><summary type='text'>Right now I am so tired I am all but about to topple over from where I'm sitting. Good thing I'm sitting on my bunk. Haha.I got a new blister on my left ankle, thanks to my leather Mary Janes. Darn. Much as I love the darn thing, it's just too harsh on my sensitive peds, even if worn for just a short time. Even the adhesive cushions I attached did not prevent the painful blistering. Awww. Good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2709916512277569744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2709916512277569744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2709916512277569744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2709916512277569744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-blister-awts.html' title='a new blister. awts.'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7662092359054466281</id><published>2008-07-05T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:27:25.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too damn far away</title><summary type='text'>I miss him. BIG TIME. Our conversation last night just sharpened the pangs of longing I feel for him. Awww.Up to now I still feel amazed and damn proud myself for being able to hold on this long. Patience never was one of my strong points and I have the attention span of a hyperactive five-year-old yet here I am still in a healthy long-distance relationship. Who would have thought?Good, old </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7662092359054466281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7662092359054466281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7662092359054466281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7662092359054466281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-damn-far-away.html' title='too damn far away'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2170078007741524830</id><published>2008-07-02T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:10:32.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, so i look the part... big deal</title><summary type='text'>What anime girl are you? (personality)created with QuizFarm.comYou scored as Goth You are Goth. This means you have black hair, black (and similar coloured) clothes... Just look at the picture!Goth94%Cute69%Quiet/Shy69%Popular/Fun loving44%Free38%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2170078007741524830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2170078007741524830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2170078007741524830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2170078007741524830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-so-i-look-part-big-deal.html' title='okay, so i look the part... big deal'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3112476844565102156</id><published>2008-07-02T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T11:07:07.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pampering the biggest organ in the body</title><summary type='text'>After a rather stressful day, was I ever so thankful to In for giving me a facial to cheer me up. Err, was I looking that haggard? Whatever. But it did cheer me up, aside from giving my face a clean, scrubbed glow. Whee!Since I was still feeling pretty high from that when I got home, I decided I might as well go all the way pampering myself before going to bed. So I took a nice cold shower, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3112476844565102156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3112476844565102156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3112476844565102156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3112476844565102156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/07/pampering-biggest-organ-in-body.html' title='pampering the biggest organ in the body'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2301776836686029338</id><published>2008-07-01T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T22:58:24.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deception</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so I know that what I did was wrong. Very wrong in fact. And yeah, I do have guilt feelings about it. But I just did it to keep from further digging my own grave. Can't really make things even worse for my situation here in the office.Darn. This thing is starting to turn me into a monster myself. Gotta stop thinking about this if I am to retain even a modicum of decency.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2301776836686029338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2301776836686029338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2301776836686029338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2301776836686029338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/deception.html' title='deception'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5601867275348855513</id><published>2008-07-01T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:04:35.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting over</title><summary type='text'>With my impending doom at the company, I am already busy looking for a new job--with higher pay. And oh yeah, a new place to live too--with lower rent. The way things are going, I'll probably be starting from scratch. Oh well. Never too late to learn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5601867275348855513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5601867275348855513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5601867275348855513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5601867275348855513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/starting-over.html' title='starting over'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1468659035766569202</id><published>2008-06-30T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:43:54.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the perks of waking up early--or not sleeping at all</title><summary type='text'>So. It's a hot, sunny Monday. The bosses are not around and here I am squandering time blogging. Not that I have anything to do in the first place. Oh well.Just returned here from Batangas early this morning. Arrived at the condo sometime before 6:00 AM so I guess you could say I have quite some time to kill before going to the office. Just to keep myself awake, I went to the pool for an early </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1468659035766569202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1468659035766569202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1468659035766569202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1468659035766569202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/perks-of-waking-up-early-or-not.html' title='the perks of waking up early--or not sleeping at all'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3564392264683734446</id><published>2008-06-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T22:47:35.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so much for my rehearsal</title><summary type='text'>So there I was in the bath this morning, thinking up and rehearsing how I'm gonna tell Sir that much as I like working in the company, I need to go because of the current situation I'm in. I even dressed [down] for a quick getaway--an antisocial black statement tee, black jeans and black flipflops--fully intending to simply meet up with In and the rest of the pack when I get out of here. And then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3564392264683734446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3564392264683734446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3564392264683734446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3564392264683734446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-much-for-my-rehearsal.html' title='so much for my rehearsal'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7495435291582675428</id><published>2008-06-27T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T09:13:49.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being positive is exhausting for a pessimist</title><summary type='text'>Right now I feel depressed, empty and lost. My thoughts are so muddled to the point that they start contradicting each other. Pride vs. practicality. Optimism vs. fear. Mind vs. the body itself.Life is threatening to overwhelm me yet again. I feel like I'm swimming in the middle of a stormy ocean. There's nowhere to go, nowhere to turn back, only the basic instinct to survive and keep my head </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7495435291582675428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7495435291582675428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7495435291582675428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7495435291582675428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-positive-is-exhausting-for.html' title='being positive is exhausting for a pessimist'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2482869747864787304</id><published>2008-06-26T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T23:38:56.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LBM--Looking for Better Management</title><summary type='text'>LBM na rin lang at LBM ngayon, sige panindigan na at maghanap nga ng ibang trabaho. Tsk.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2482869747864787304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2482869747864787304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2482869747864787304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2482869747864787304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/lbm-looking-for-better-management.html' title='LBM--Looking for Better Management'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2342533892681524541</id><published>2008-06-25T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:06:49.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not over</title><summary type='text'>So. No reaction from the superiors yesterday. I thought that was the end of it. I thought.He talked to me this morning, clarified a couple of things from my letter. Said that I was smart and had potential, but that I needed to learn how to follow rules. He was pretty straight-forward. He even told me right out that she's angry at me. But he didn't dismiss me. So I'm still here.But I found out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2342533892681524541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2342533892681524541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2342533892681524541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2342533892681524541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-not-over.html' title='it&apos;s not over'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7220898488051610082</id><published>2008-06-24T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:51:19.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SKDY lovin'</title><summary type='text'>Okay, okay so I have absolutely NO discipline when it comes to my self-confessed gadget lust. I couldn't even wait until someone bought my Sennheisers and went ahead and bought those Skullcandy Smokin' Buds I was salivating over these past few days. As if I really have the extra money. Haha. But I won't dwell on that.For now I'd just like to focus on the music--I missed having my own bubble of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7220898488051610082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7220898488051610082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7220898488051610082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7220898488051610082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/skdy-lovin.html' title='SKDY lovin&apos;'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1196517981718632417</id><published>2008-06-24T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T00:50:56.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anything but THIS!!!</title><summary type='text'>Horrors!I am so freaking out right now, I couldn't even type straight. Shit. Our office uniforms have arrived and I want to cry. Two tops are pink *shudders* and the other two are sleeveless. Like hello? The horror.This just makes me more determined to get out of the company. I can take more of her shit since I have thick skin, but PINK?!? The thought of wearing pink strikes fear into my heart as</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1196517981718632417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1196517981718632417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1196517981718632417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1196517981718632417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/anything-but-this.html' title='anything but THIS!!!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3448647801278530819</id><published>2008-06-24T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:23:15.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting paid to squander time</title><summary type='text'>Okay. It seems I'm not going anywhere--for the moment at least. I passed my letter first thing this morning--printed using the company printer no less--but got no reaction from any of them, negative or otherwise. Whatever.So here I am still at the office, whiling away my time blogging. Haha. Pasaway talaga. But then they're not here at the moment so it's okay. Damn the surveillance cameras--even </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3448647801278530819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3448647801278530819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3448647801278530819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3448647801278530819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/getting-paid-to-squander-time.html' title='getting paid to squander time'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1285285947644090874</id><published>2008-06-24T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:35:47.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard-headed but learning</title><summary type='text'>I will be leaving because I want to and not because I have to. And yeah, I'm talking about my job.It's no secret in the office that she hates my guts and she's forever trying to get rid of me. She finally got her chance due to my own carelessness and pagiging pasaway. I got a memo earlier giving me 24 hours to explain why the company should not apply the appropriate sanctions--in other words, why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1285285947644090874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1285285947644090874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1285285947644090874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1285285947644090874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/hard-headed-but-learning.html' title='hard-headed but learning'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8202374720744969619</id><published>2008-06-22T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T02:54:52.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not for everyone, but it's NOT A SCAM</title><summary type='text'>I am sooooo happy that I was finally able to help someone through Pharmanex. That lucky person is a friend and college classmate, May. My group introduced the company and products to her and she was thrilled because she would benefit a lot from it. Case in point: her chronic asthma. One speaker shared that using one of our products, CordyMax, helped strengthen her lungs such that a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8202374720744969619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8202374720744969619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8202374720744969619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8202374720744969619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-scam.html' title='it&apos;s not for everyone, but it&apos;s NOT A SCAM'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5409713364494235316</id><published>2008-06-21T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:41:09.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swak na swak</title><summary type='text'>Another birthday meaning--this time from the Birthday application in Facebook:November 10, 1985    Lucky Color:Saffron Personality Strengths:Confidence, Strength Personality Weakness(es):Pessimism Successful Career Path:Fashion Sense of Humor Style:Campy Adjectives to Describe You:enterprising, daring Also born on November 10:Meet them now Description:A hip non-conformist who truly stands for his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5409713364494235316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5409713364494235316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5409713364494235316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5409713364494235316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/swak-na-swak.html' title='swak na swak'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4857969811084187153</id><published>2008-06-21T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:30.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>practicality reigns supreme</title><summary type='text'>After a lot of deliberation on earphones, headphones, practicality, what I want and what I really need, I came to the conclusion that despite how cool it looks and how good it sounds, those silver and purple Skullcandy Lowriders are simply too bulky for everyday use. Sure, my Sennheiser PX100 is also larger that your average earphones, but at least it can be folded to a manageable size and kept </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4857969811084187153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4857969811084187153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4857969811084187153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4857969811084187153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/practicality-reigns-supreme.html' title='practicality reigns supreme'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SFvXW8qlGuI/AAAAAAAAAG0/m4mlIIZMhag/s72-c/smokin+buds+package.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3152775244071573411</id><published>2008-06-19T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:30.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my very own LV bag--and it's authentic too =]</title><summary type='text'>Scored myself a real, honest-to-goodness authentic vintage LV bag. A lilac Epi Petit Noe. Complete with the dust bag, serial number and all. Big, BIG thanks to my aunt and uncle who gave it to me. I'm too lazy to actually take a pic of it since I left my camera and phone cable in Batangas, but I found this pic on the net, which is exactly what my bag looks like, sans the tag:Now, before you go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3152775244071573411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3152775244071573411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3152775244071573411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3152775244071573411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-very-own-lv-bag-and-its-authentic.html' title='my very own LV bag--and it&apos;s authentic too =]'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SFkqeSv-INI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pltF9wuBIa8/s72-c/lv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2649340303332741963</id><published>2008-06-18T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T12:36:09.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>G-Pass and kumpupanda!</title><summary type='text'>Out of sheer impatience and annoyance at the long queue in the MRT station earlier, I impulsively bought a G-Pass. And so far it worked just fine. The small transaction fee charged by Globe is a pretty negligible trade off considering the time you save not queuing to get tickets.Anywho, I watched Kung Fu Panda with In, Elmer, Weng, Rico and Rachel earlier at Shangri-la. Fun movie, highly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2649340303332741963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2649340303332741963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2649340303332741963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2649340303332741963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/g-pass-and-kumpupanda.html' title='G-Pass and kumpupanda!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5877978884394973617</id><published>2008-06-16T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:31.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR SALE: black Sennheiser PX100 Headphones</title><summary type='text'>Includes the earphones and the hard case. I'm not selling this because it's defective, I just need money right now. One ear foam is missing, otherwise it is in perfect working condition. It can be replaced, I just have no time to look for extra foams.Price: Php1800Payment terms: CODMeet-ups can be arranged, either in Makati or Ortigas (MegaMall). Batangas City will do too. =]Contact number: 0916-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5877978884394973617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5877978884394973617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5877978884394973617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5877978884394973617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/for-sale-black-sennheiser-px100.html' title='FOR SALE: black Sennheiser PX100 Headphones'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SFXlhdFmaUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/S_1wc8ZTi_k/s72-c/PX100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-106812489540369846</id><published>2008-06-15T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T11:50:07.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams, lessons and an old diary entry</title><summary type='text'>After that powerful speech by one of Pharmanex's top businessmen, I suddenly realized how little people I know who still have dreams. Rather, who will go out of their way to fulfill their dreams.The truth is, though I have been with the company for less than a month, I can honestly say that I have already learned a lot. And one of the most important things I learned is that most people don't get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/106812489540369846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=106812489540369846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/106812489540369846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/106812489540369846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreams-lessons-and-old-diary-entry.html' title='dreams, lessons and an old diary entry'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7750286673815527136</id><published>2008-06-14T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:57:00.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>clinging to the past, catching up with the present</title><summary type='text'>If anyone had told me a couple of years ago that in two years' time I'd be roaming the streets of Manila from a part-time gig after midnight, I would have laughed like a hyena and called that person crazy.But that exactly was the case earlier. From the training in Ortigas, which ended past 11:00 PM, I went back to Makati, alternating between walking, bus, walking, jeepney then walking again. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7750286673815527136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7750286673815527136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7750286673815527136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7750286673815527136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/clinging-to-past-catching-up-with.html' title='clinging to the past, catching up with the present'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1197024175961265944</id><published>2008-06-12T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T07:09:38.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendster Horoscope for June 12, 2008</title><summary type='text'> Scorpio (Oct 23 - Nov 21)     The Bottom Line You've been tossing a few new ideas back and forth -- today you should pick one. In Detail Change is more than good for you right now -- it is absolutely necessary! You've been tossing more than a few bright and fresh new ideas back and forth in your head, and today is a great time to pick one out and start moving forward on it! It doesn't matter </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1197024175961265944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1197024175961265944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1197024175961265944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1197024175961265944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/friendster-horoscope-for-june-12-2008.html' title='Friendster Horoscope for June 12, 2008'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-669804279891327376</id><published>2008-06-12T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T05:09:02.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i hate having nothing to do after all</title><summary type='text'>I didn't go to work today. Partly because I still have a hangover from the heatstroke(?) I suffered yesterday--due to the heat, I had a huge headache, leading to throwing up everything I ate for the day. And that was during office hours, mind you. Barfing on the toilet bowl while my head feels like it's gonna split into two and tears are running down my face is not an experience I'm looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/669804279891327376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=669804279891327376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/669804279891327376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/669804279891327376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-guess-i-hate-having-nothing-to-do.html' title='i guess i hate having nothing to do after all'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5872574631397256072</id><published>2008-06-12T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:31.874-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sennheiser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earphone'/><title type='text'>i need YOUR help</title><summary type='text'>Just where can I buy earphone foams for my Sennheiser PX100?I lost one of them and now I can't use the blasted thing. It's just plain awkward and rather painful too. Tsk. And besides, how can I sell it if it's missing an earphone foam?Oh, and yeah, I am indeed selling it if anyone's interested. I bought it for Php2,700 at Abenson in SM Batangas. We can haggle about its selling price, just contact</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5872574631397256072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5872574631397256072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5872574631397256072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5872574631397256072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-your-help.html' title='i need YOUR help'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SFAczc1xvwI/AAAAAAAAAGE/onfXbfW7wnQ/s72-c/px100pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7657138013338141277</id><published>2008-06-10T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:04:34.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MetaboTrim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OptimaOmega'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LifePak'/><title type='text'>sacrifice, love and triumph</title><summary type='text'>I gave the last of my LifePak stash to my Lola--that's my paternal grandmother. She needs it more than I do. She's 85, has had a stroke a coupla years before and is rather weak, as could be expected. I do hope it makes her feel better and stronger like it did me. To my other [maternal] grandmother, Inay Po, I gave OptimaOmega to stabilize her fluctuating blood pressure.  It's the least I could do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7657138013338141277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7657138013338141277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7657138013338141277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7657138013338141277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/sacrifice-love-and-triumph.html' title='sacrifice, love and triumph'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6727319178070859500</id><published>2008-06-06T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:29:08.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>winding down</title><summary type='text'>I got my gladiator sandals yesterday and wore them to work today. And got a lot of compliments for it too, the cute thing. Haha.Anywho. It's going to be a long weekend, what with the June 9 holiday--Independence day moved? Whatever. Like hell I care. As long as I get some extra rest, that's good enough for me. So I'm going home tomorrow after meeting with In at Ortigas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6727319178070859500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6727319178070859500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6727319178070859500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6727319178070859500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/winding-down.html' title='winding down'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6570067981162610397</id><published>2008-06-05T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:31.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more music please!</title><summary type='text'>Oh. My. Gosh.I just saw the most adorable earphones EVER. Hands down. Presenting...the silver and purple Skullcandy LowriderJust how friggin' cool is that? It's the first gadget ever to arouse my gadget lust as of late--aside from the D-SLR cameras of course--and justifiably so. I mean, it's not just the looks and the color--even though I'm a purple freak. The tech spec is just as good:Speaker </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6570067981162610397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6570067981162610397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6570067981162610397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6570067981162610397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-music-please.html' title='more music please!'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SEbPkuLLU8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8OBY5D2hDAQ/s72-c/purple+skullcandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3428531844404565366</id><published>2008-06-04T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:37:17.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking LifePak in place of vegetables i don't eat</title><summary type='text'>I need to sleep. No shit. Everyone does. But I'm a hopeless nocturnal who has a day job. Go figure.Anywho, I didn't take LifePak for a couple of days--probably the reason why my system crashed this morning. Staying up all night and having to work the next day never bothered me before. I still had the energy to go up and about. But after staying up till 4:00 AM last night after a tiring day, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3428531844404565366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3428531844404565366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3428531844404565366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3428531844404565366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/taking-lifepak-in-place-of-vegetables-i.html' title='taking LifePak in place of vegetables i don&apos;t eat'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3971924853518125218</id><published>2008-06-03T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:13:49.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-year assessment</title><summary type='text'>So. After a few days' hiatus, I am back. And it's already June. Time sure flies, doesn't it?And what have I got to say for the nearly half year that has already passed?Let's see. Let's enumerate rather:I got a job. In fact I'm already halfway through my contract. And hoping to get renewed.I live all by my lonesome away from home. Okay, so I do have roommates, but I still am technically alone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3971924853518125218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3971924853518125218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3971924853518125218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3971924853518125218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/06/mid-year-assessment.html' title='mid-year assessment'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-952861646901736258</id><published>2008-05-30T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T09:26:22.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>squeaky-clean hair once more</title><summary type='text'>After 48 years, I was finally able to find a bottle of clarifying shampoo. And it was totally what I needed. My hair is not greasy anymore. You can't imagine my happiness when I finally got my hair squeaky-clean again. Whee! My hair could finally breathe after all this time, thank the good Lord.And another bout of gratitude that Robert, Grace and I were able to get out of the office before 8:00 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/952861646901736258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=952861646901736258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/952861646901736258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/952861646901736258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/squeaky-clean-hair-once-more.html' title='squeaky-clean hair once more'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7366967841884148234</id><published>2008-05-28T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:05:15.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shampoo and Sex and the City, part 2</title><summary type='text'>So. I was able to make it to the premiere of Sex and the City at Mega Mall after all. And what can I say? Just read my über-short review here.Oh, and I still hadn't the chance to buy the motherfuckin' shampoo as I barely made it in time for the movie. Damn.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7366967841884148234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7366967841884148234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7366967841884148234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7366967841884148234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/shampoo-and-sex-and-city-part-2.html' title='shampoo and Sex and the City, part 2'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5371564009985955026</id><published>2008-05-26T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T08:42:25.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shampoo and Sex and the City</title><summary type='text'>Just how the fuck could that be? ShopWise carried all sorts of shampoos--moisturizing, volumizing, organic, anti-dandruff, even lice-annihilating shampoo for crying out loud--but they don't friggin' have any clarifying shampoo of any kind!So I resigned myself to another wash with my regular shampoo--for the second time today--when I got home. Tsk. Yeah, I'm that desperate/paranoid about my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5371564009985955026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5371564009985955026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5371564009985955026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5371564009985955026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/shampoo-and-sex-and-city.html' title='shampoo and Sex and the City'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-3553139497505974640</id><published>2008-05-26T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T12:22:55.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad hair day</title><summary type='text'>A clarifying shampoo is on top of my grocery list for tomorrow night. Tonight rather, seeing as it's already way past midnight. Err. Whatever.Thing is my hair is greasy beyond recognition right now and I'm desperate--as in really desperate!--to get rid of whatever gunk has accumulated in there. Argh! As if I even use a lot of hair care products aside from the usual shampoo and occasional </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/3553139497505974640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=3553139497505974640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3553139497505974640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/3553139497505974640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/bad-hair-day.html' title='bad hair day'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-7530766551995497145</id><published>2008-05-23T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:32.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECT proud FILIPINO</title><summary type='text'>From http://gfolio.multiply.com/photos/album/117#74Actually, I'm more a proud Batanguena than a proud Filipino. Oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/7530766551995497145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=7530766551995497145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7530766551995497145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/7530766551995497145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/project-proud-filipino.html' title='PROJECT proud FILIPINO'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SDYQEVTGORI/AAAAAAAAAFc/YQNLL2i8m64/s72-c/nathalie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4382334419505536958</id><published>2008-05-21T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:46:43.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damn stubborn, hard-headed chick</title><summary type='text'>Just spent the last hour arguing with Franco about my other part-time job. Well, not exactly arguing. More like he's trying like hell to talk me out of it and I'm resisting, stubborn as the proverbial mule. I know he's just concerned and doesn't want me to get myself in a mess and I appreciate that, but this is something I really want.I want to make this work. I really do. And I fully intend to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4382334419505536958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4382334419505536958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4382334419505536958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4382334419505536958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/damn-stubborn-hard-headed-chick.html' title='damn stubborn, hard-headed chick'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6110219960183041375</id><published>2008-05-20T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:07:34.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelin' so damn good =]</title><summary type='text'>Right now I'm happy.Tonight is the first time I went home really late--for me anyway--at past 11:00 PM. Why so late? I went into the meeting for my team in my other part-time job and ended up hanging out and having great conversation with my teammates. What's really great is the solid support from the whole group. Each one is evaluated, affirmed and advised. All without it all feeling like a real</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6110219960183041375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6110219960183041375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6110219960183041375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6110219960183041375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/feelin-so-damn-good.html' title='feelin&apos; so damn good =]'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-5626854104315906077</id><published>2008-05-19T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T13:56:11.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i need help</title><summary type='text'>It's almost 5:00 AM and I still cannot sleep. Shit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/5626854104315906077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=5626854104315906077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5626854104315906077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/5626854104315906077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-i-need-help.html' title='i think i need help'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-2816788025353229929</id><published>2008-05-18T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:38:06.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessed</title><summary type='text'>I want to lose weight. Even if my roommates and co-workers all raise their eyebrows when I tell them that. They're okay with my figure. I'm not. That's all there is to it.Besides, I know for fact that I've gained weight. I was a couple kilos heavier when I measured my weight last week. Tsk. All those late-night pizzas are catching up with me. And let's not forget the tightening of my clothes. As </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/2816788025353229929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=2816788025353229929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2816788025353229929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/2816788025353229929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/obsessed.html' title='obsessed'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-8866844054160112752</id><published>2008-05-18T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:31:12.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i believe</title><summary type='text'>“When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”--Paolo Coelho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/8866844054160112752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=8866844054160112752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8866844054160112752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/8866844054160112752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-believe.html' title='i believe'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-6388105527603956648</id><published>2008-05-17T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:12:32.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a brief summary of Sir Lito's birthday party</title><summary type='text'>Seafood--lots and LOTS of it.Cakes--seven of Red Ribbon's best.Wines--both red and white.Beer--San Mig Light, Pale Pilsen, Pale Pilsen Light.Videoke--complete with drunken dancing.Kwentuhan--secrets, advices, gossip.Revelations--what you see, what you hear, when you leave, leave it here.Fun--a Bacchanalian feast is what it was.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/6388105527603956648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=6388105527603956648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6388105527603956648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/6388105527603956648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/brief-summary-of-sir-litos-birthday.html' title='a brief summary of Sir Lito&apos;s birthday party'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4513932351863296208</id><published>2008-05-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:02:17.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Calculator</title><summary type='text'>10 November 1985   Your date of conception was on or about 17 February 1985 which was a Sunday. You were born on a Sundayunder the astrological sign Scorpio.Your Life path number is 8.Your fortune cookie reads:Your life will be happy and peaceful.Life Path Compatibility:You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 8, 11 &amp; 22.You should get along well with those with the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4513932351863296208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4513932351863296208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4513932351863296208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4513932351863296208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-calculator.html' title='Birthday Calculator'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-9101932487287085530</id><published>2008-05-15T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:32.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>loooooong hair</title><summary type='text'>As promised.For the life of me, I could not see any likeness to Marian. Go figure.By the who, judging by the first pic, I could probably go topless without revealing anything. Just a thought. Haha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/9101932487287085530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=9101932487287085530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/9101932487287085530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/9101932487287085530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/loooooong-hair.html' title='loooooong hair'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SCxcL0wRCsI/AAAAAAAAAFE/U5fetBtVs3Y/s72-c/Pic+%283%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-4266251997977432900</id><published>2008-05-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T12:57:32.758-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do i really look like dyesebel?</title><summary type='text'>I don't if it's mass hallucination or what, but my co-workers all agree that I resemble Marian Rivera. Yes, Dyesebel herself--except for the tail part, obviously.And no, I won't be a hypocrite and deny that I am flattered because indeed I am. Hell, it's not everyday you get likened to a  pretty girl. Might as well enjoy their delusions while they last. Harhar.Although the only thing I could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/4266251997977432900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=4266251997977432900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4266251997977432900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/4266251997977432900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-i-really-look-like-dyesebel.html' title='do i really look like dyesebel?'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SCvAWUwRCrI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kr3H4HNbIcg/s72-c/Marian-Rivera-Dyesebel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-1985753125789366535</id><published>2008-05-15T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:53:26.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vampiress wannabe</title><summary type='text'>I just noticed that my gray contact lenses served to make my already pale face look even paler. Couple that with my messy, past waist-length hair and you've got yourself a contender for the part of a vampiress or some other otherworldly creature in a B-movie--all that's missing is the flowing Victorian lace gown and a couple of deadly-sharp incisors. Haha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/1985753125789366535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=1985753125789366535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1985753125789366535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/1985753125789366535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/vampiress-wannabe.html' title='vampiress wannabe'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5442638778504651870.post-242196904311752415</id><published>2008-05-14T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:58:23.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>erase, erase</title><summary type='text'>Out of the numb/depressed stage now, I decided I won't leave just like that. Not if I can help it. I owe it to Mr. L since he's the one who hired me and not her. I won't let him down.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/feeds/242196904311752415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5442638778504651870&amp;postID=242196904311752415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/242196904311752415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5442638778504651870/posts/default/242196904311752415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blackshirt13.blogspot.com/2008/05/erase-erase.html' title='erase, erase'/><author><name>Nathalie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03465922608483817934</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0fqscDF9x1A/SuWHupaesTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/ysBj7vOKWFU/S220/self-portrait.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
