<?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-17840911</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:20:59.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic of Love</title><subtitle type='html'>*********"When you've found that person you want to spend the rest of your life with, you want the rest of your life to begin right away"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-3798782928980073433</id><published>2008-02-14T20:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:04:09.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just wanna let you know that my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wellapot.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;personal blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is more updated. Initially, this was intended for my wedding stuffs and after. There's nothing so much to blog about as far as my married life is concern. But I'm not deleting this account. I think once in a while I'll try to post. But for now, hybernate mode muna ako dito sa blog na 'to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-3798782928980073433?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3798782928980073433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=3798782928980073433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3798782928980073433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3798782928980073433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2008/02/memo.html' title='MEMO'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8880068628226328925</id><published>2008-01-29T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T13:44:00.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its our 2nd year wedding anniversary</title><content type='html'>We celebrated our wedding anniversary twice.Saturday (1/26), Nikky was so anxious that he can't think of any gift for me. Kaya pla niyaya nya ko to go out that&amp;nbsp;day na mag-malling. Not the usual Nikky because ako lagi ang nagyaya sa knya lumabas.&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/confused.png"&gt; He only asked me to go out pag manonood kme ng movie or having some lunch with his friends. Sunday (1/27), we just went out for a dinner with my in-laws at Olive's Garden. We're all sitted when he handed me this small box... ooowwww...&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/present.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp; then he said "Oh ayan, di ako makatakas syo lagi kang nakabuntot"... hahaha... talagang pinahirapan ko daw tlga sya. Good timing kase nagfifit ako ng pants kaya binili na daw nya kagad. Minadali nga daw ng sales clerk yung pagswipe ng card nya bka daw kase bigla akong lumabas... hahaha. Mission Accomplished! But don't get me wrong, exagged lang sya nung sinabi nyang lagi akong nakabuntot. The truth is pag nasa mall na kme we have our own world. Sya lang ang may gusto na magkasama kme while tumitingin sya ng mga stuffs nya. Eh mainipin ako eh, reklamo naman sya na bat daw sya hinihintay nya ako... hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Then the next day (1/28), after work pumunta muna kme ng walmart then headed to Perkins. Wala lang gusto ko lang na mismong that day, kumain kme sa labas. So thats it. Happy Anniversary Love! I Love You! &amp;nbsp;&lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/rose.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.nikkywella.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R59w-woKCCsAAEbDmIw1/P1280001.JPG?et=1KSqtTVjXb%2CTy9NQCrtsVQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://nikkywella.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R59xKwoKCCsAAE-Fy5A1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.nikkywella.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R59xKwoKCCsAAE-Fy5A1/P1280002.JPG?et=7aCeePtSXO5mkmAFC1JNeA&amp;amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://nikkywella.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R59xdAoKCCsAAFe79gQ1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.nikkywella.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R59xdAoKCCsAAFe79gQ1/P1280005.JPG?et=1WZJBb2MYePfYwv7O9fc1A&amp;amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;The Gift &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/love.png"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A white gold with diamonds accent &lt;IMG src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/shade.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8880068628226328925?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8880068628226328925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8880068628226328925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8880068628226328925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8880068628226328925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-our-2nd-year-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Its our 2nd year wedding anniversary'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2440950402306296267</id><published>2008-01-17T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:15:40.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 days to go</title><content type='html'>On January 28th will be our 2nd year wedding anniversary. It's my day off today and thinking what to do. I saw our unedited wedding video and watched. Actually, 2 out of 5 dvds pa lang yung napapanood ko. And now ko lang na noticed na wala sa tono ung organist namen. Di na nga tinugtog ung requested bridal march ko, out of tune pa. Actually dapat sabay namen papanoorin ni Nikky yung video (raw), kaya lang sobrang tamad ako, kaya nauna na nyang pinanood. Yun din ang sabi nya.. hayyy.. Pero napansin ko rin na sa buong ceremony, e chika kme ng chika... in short di kme nakikinig... and nung sinabi ng priest na you may kiss your bride, may intervals pa bago akong ikiss... eh kase nagchichikahan pa kme. I instructed ni Nikky na wag brutal yung pagkiss nya... hala.. Overall, it was a memorable and wonderful wedding. Love your own sympre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2440950402306296267?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2440950402306296267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2440950402306296267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2440950402306296267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2440950402306296267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2008/01/11-days-to-go.html' title='11 days to go'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-3511832566113455517</id><published>2008-01-08T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T21:33:50.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After 11 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be working tomorrow til night, so I don't know if I have the chance to do my blog, so I'd rather do it now. Tomorrow is our 11th year anniversary as bf-gf. Til now we're still celebrating the 1st day of our relationship. I just cooked lasagna and that's it. We're too lazy to go out and besides its almost zero visibility here because of the fog. So we enjoy the lasagna while watching food network. Ang takaw!!! By the way, its also my friend's anniversary and its their 12th year as bf-gf. They are now happily married (so am I) with 2 wonderful kids (soon for me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R4RDZPZGSMI/AAAAAAAAAow/4ABqFs0aWMk/s1600-h/pic14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153317974526281922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R4RDZPZGSMI/AAAAAAAAAow/4ABqFs0aWMk/s320/pic14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;January 1997 (the payatots!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153317978821249234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R4RDZfZGSNI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xUzCkqb-Ah0/s320/P1050041.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;January 2008 (the... wala lang!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-3511832566113455517?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3511832566113455517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=3511832566113455517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3511832566113455517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3511832566113455517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2008/01/after-11-years.html' title='After 11 years'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R4RDZPZGSMI/AAAAAAAAAow/4ABqFs0aWMk/s72-c/pic14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-6329707930995329969</id><published>2007-12-22T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T22:36:52.489-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R23XwfZGSCI/AAAAAAAAAng/5RXpR7kdCUw/s1600-h/Christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147007177214806050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R23XwfZGSCI/AAAAAAAAAng/5RXpR7kdCUw/s400/Christmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-6329707930995329969?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6329707930995329969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=6329707930995329969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6329707930995329969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6329707930995329969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-greetings.html' title='Christmas greetings'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/R23XwfZGSCI/AAAAAAAAAng/5RXpR7kdCUw/s72-c/Christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-9115290243490440242</id><published>2007-12-01T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:25:03.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Better Half</title><content type='html'>A tagged by &lt;a href="http://maipaul.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mai&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. His Name:&lt;/strong&gt;  Dominic in his birth certificate, Nikky to his friends, Papa Dom to his girlaloo... hahaha... "Love" to me.  Since pang-girl yung name nya, sometimes I gave this name pag may nanghihingi ng name ko... di nila alam pangalan yun ng jowa ko... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. How We Met:&lt;/strong&gt; We were both from Senior High. Here's the &lt;a href="http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-10-years.html"&gt;full story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Characteristics of Nikky:&lt;/strong&gt;  As they say, you will know the person very well when you live together under one roof. I must say na di na ko masyadong nagulat nung nagsama na kme. E for 10 years ba naman as bf-gf, naging transparent kme sa isa't-isa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A true friend that you can really count on.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Generous and thoughtful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves also my family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always makes surprises&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marunong sa bahay in a way. Kaya minsan nagtatalo kme kung ano bibilhin na furniture. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grinding his teeth while sleeping. Samahan mo pa ng snoring... hayyyy!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never misses a day not in front of a pc, kung hindi sa pc, playing video games. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sobrang arte, na hindi naman dapat mag-inarte.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Homebody person... so parang anti-social na rin. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweet lover. Sobrang takaw sa matamis. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makakalimutin... ever since.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color dumb not blind. Kase ang pink nya ay green... hanep di ba... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Romantic... na di OA.. simpleng romantico... hehhee.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He always makes me laugh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God fearing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yan lang ang naisip ko... hehehe.... basta over all he's a great guy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-9115290243490440242?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9115290243490440242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=9115290243490440242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9115290243490440242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9115290243490440242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-better-half.html' title='My Better Half'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4898081511130911504</id><published>2007-11-17T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T00:53:02.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas Love!</title><content type='html'>Nikky keep on making "parinig" to buy him PS3. This is the only thing on his wish list. At first, I was really hesitant to give him one. Addict na tlaga si Nikky when it comes to video games na once na naging reason ng misunderstanding namen. Now, if I buy him, para ko na rin kinonsinte yung addiction nya. But of course, how can I resist. Eh, I can't think of anything na pwede kong ibigay sa knya. And I know for sure that he will be happy pagbinigyan ko sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ok decided na talaga ako, the problem is how can I surprise him? At first, I planned to order online and shipped it. Kaya lang most of the time wala kme sa house because of work. So buy it mismo sa store? Eh kaya lang kasama ko sya pag ganon kase sya ang driver ko. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, before we went out for dinner, niyaya ako ni Nikky na magdrop by muna sa Bestbuy. He just wanna check Dane Cook's DVD. Nakita namen 'tong PS3 and I told Nikky to pick one. Di ko alam kung nasurprise ba sya or wala lang. Then I asked him, "Love happy ka ba? kainis di ka man lang nasurprise". Then he said, "Nahihiya ako, pero happy ako super" "Thank you and I love you" sabay kiss.... Wow naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaaga yung christmas gift ko... hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rz6A9YJBLoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/61cvBcKuMIE/s1600-h/DSCF1417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133682417189596802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rz6A9YJBLoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/61cvBcKuMIE/s320/DSCF1417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rz6A-IJBLpI/AAAAAAAAAkg/p8IllUbn9m4/s1600-h/DSCF1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133682430074498706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rz6A-IJBLpI/AAAAAAAAAkg/p8IllUbn9m4/s320/DSCF1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4898081511130911504?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4898081511130911504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4898081511130911504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4898081511130911504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4898081511130911504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/11/merry-christmas-love.html' title='Merry Christmas Love!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rz6A9YJBLoI/AAAAAAAAAkY/61cvBcKuMIE/s72-c/DSCF1417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4292576337837492866</id><published>2007-09-13T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T00:49:41.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of plans (?)</title><content type='html'>When I arrived here 5 months ago, Nikky and I talked about our plans in going back in the Philippines. If we're lucky enough to have a money to spend with, we're planning to have a vacation by 2009. And by then on, having a baby in the same year. But no matter how you stick with your plans, there are things that needs to be change. Having a house, our own house is one of our priorities. We don't want to be forever paying a rent. Besides, konti lang naman yung difference in paying for the mortgage every month. The problem is konti pa lang yung savings namen, kase kung malaki ang downpayment namen, maliit na lang yung monthly payment. And sympre, least priority na yung pag-uwi ng Pinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikky asked me kung ano gusto kong mangyari. Naisip ko lang, e di lalong mauusog yung magkaroon ng baby. Eh ayoko naman na sunod-sunod yung gastos. Sabi naman nya, malay daw ba namen bka bigla na lang ako mabuntis... nyakkk!!! Eh wala ngang false alarm na nagaganap eh, gustuhin ko man na may ganon scene para naman exciting, eh wala e, on the dot may period ako, samahan mo pa ng tuldok, point... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy.. buhay may asawa, ang daming dapat isipin.  Sana manalo na lang kme sa lotto... hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4292576337837492866?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4292576337837492866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4292576337837492866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4292576337837492866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4292576337837492866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/09/change-of-plans.html' title='Change of plans (?)'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-1659372899713998227</id><published>2007-09-09T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:43:36.617-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WWE Smackdown and ECW Live!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My hubby and I were able to watched the WWE Smackdown and ECW yesterday. Thou, di ko masyadong gusto ung mga naglaban, but still nakanood na rin ako ng live and ringside pa.. wuhoo ang saya! Puro bata yung mga nanonood. At first nabadtrip kme kase no taking of pictures, but in the end they allowed cameras but not the professional cameras and no cellphones. Here are some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeXL2a1-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/YTUm4P-Skgs/s1600-h/getting+ready+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108381998500206562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeXL2a1-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/YTUm4P-Skgs/s320/getting+ready+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mark Henry vs. Jimmy Wayne&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeX72a1_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/vMm-iW2WzNQ/s1600-h/getting+ready+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108382011385108466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeX72a1_I/AAAAAAAAAgU/vMm-iW2WzNQ/s320/getting+ready+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im the Boogeyman... yuck with those worms!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeYL2a2AI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3RqfoqBRY-g/s1600-h/getting+ready+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108382015680075778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeYL2a2AI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3RqfoqBRY-g/s320/getting+ready+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeYL2a2AI/AAAAAAAAAgc/3RqfoqBRY-g/s1600-h/getting+ready+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt Hardy vs. MVP&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeYr2a2BI/AAAAAAAAAgk/-H41_nYphyk/s1600-h/getting+ready+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108382024270010386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeYr2a2BI/AAAAAAAAAgk/-H41_nYphyk/s320/getting+ready+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CM Punk from ECW&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeY72a2CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8hYJUOJNwlE/s1600-h/getting+ready+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108382028564977698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeY72a2CI/AAAAAAAAAgs/8hYJUOJNwlE/s320/getting+ready+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Great Khali and Kane.. the main event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSfsb2a2DI/AAAAAAAAAg0/SSU0QjED_cE/s1600-h/getting+ready+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108383463084054578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSfsb2a2DI/AAAAAAAAAg0/SSU0QjED_cE/s320/getting+ready+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, we headed to Denny's to eat dinner. Nakalibre kme ng dinner kase they misplaced our order, and we had to wait a few more minutes. Nakatipid... hehehe. Buti pa dito, they will tell you kung ano na yung status ng order mo, not in Pinas na kailangan mo pang magreklamo.. hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-1659372899713998227?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1659372899713998227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=1659372899713998227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1659372899713998227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1659372899713998227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/09/wwe-smackdown-and-ecw-live.html' title='WWE Smackdown and ECW Live!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RuSeXL2a1-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/YTUm4P-Skgs/s72-c/getting+ready+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-7118866290253564954</id><published>2007-08-28T12:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T12:50:08.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WWE... here we come...</title><content type='html'>A gift from my husband, we're going to watch the WWE Smackdown on Sept. 8. I wanted to watch the next day because of Batista, but since sa city pa un e baka maligaw lang kme, so we'd rather watch the 1st night here in our town, wala nga lang si Batista. But nevertheless, still ok with me since i really like to watch it live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks love! Happy Monthsary! mwah! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-7118866290253564954?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7118866290253564954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=7118866290253564954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7118866290253564954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7118866290253564954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/08/wwe-here-we-come.html' title='WWE... here we come...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2317274345499855308</id><published>2007-08-14T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:45:34.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RsJI7zUrw7I/AAAAAAAAAes/_NOuKhkkDFg/s1600-h/wala+lang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RsJI7zUrw7I/AAAAAAAAAes/_NOuKhkkDFg/s400/wala+lang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098717920363266994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me now... A working wife. Mahirap din pala maging isang housewife and a career woman. But between the two, mas challenging ang maging isang wife. Mas matrabaho, in short. From work kailangan ko magluto for our dinner, then hugas ng plato, but sometimes nagluluto na ko ng madami para init na lang. Malaki ang pakinabang sken ng microwave.. hehehe. Then sympre I have to make sure na malinis ang bahay. Kailangan every 2 weeks mag-general cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di man ako compensated of being a wife pero andon ung fulfillment lalo na makita ko yung appreciation from my husband and what more kung isa na akong mom. And lalo kong naappreciate ang mommy ko for being a plain housewife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2317274345499855308?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2317274345499855308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2317274345499855308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2317274345499855308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2317274345499855308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-i-am-now.html' title='What I am now...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RsJI7zUrw7I/AAAAAAAAAes/_NOuKhkkDFg/s72-c/wala+lang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-9185753665636852878</id><published>2007-07-28T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T13:55:05.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A card and 2 boxes of chocolates</title><content type='html'>It's our 1 year and 6 months today of our marriage. And as his presents, he gave me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RquP-zUrwzI/AAAAAAAAAds/6aL6DSfImXo/s1600-h/DSCF1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RquP-zUrwzI/AAAAAAAAAds/6aL6DSfImXo/s320/DSCF1309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092322112764101426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn't that sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RquQjjUrw0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/XzpxQa2KO2o/s1600-h/DSCF1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RquQjjUrw0I/AAAAAAAAAd0/XzpxQa2KO2o/s320/DSCF1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092322744124293954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At sympre eto na at nilapang ko na.. hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presents??? pwede na ang kiss.. mas sweet yun di ba...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-9185753665636852878?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9185753665636852878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=9185753665636852878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9185753665636852878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9185753665636852878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/07/card-and-2-boxes-of-chocolates.html' title='A card and 2 boxes of chocolates'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RquP-zUrwzI/AAAAAAAAAds/6aL6DSfImXo/s72-c/DSCF1309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-6366342846839152066</id><published>2007-07-24T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T19:33:40.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!!!!</title><content type='html'>This post was supposed to be yesterday but I got no chance to use the pc. Anyway, my husband just got home from work and greeted me "happy birthday, happy anniversary" over and over again. When I came to him to give him a kiss, he handed me this paper. The first thing I saw from the paper was the photo of a laptop. Yohhoooo!!! he bought a laptop for me! Mayo Clinic (where he works) has a tied up with Dell, so he got a discounted rate. His planned was not to tell me until the laptop arrives but he needs my approval in which color to choose... hehehe... so no choice sya. At sympre pa, super confused ako what color to choose, at first i chose pink... kaya lang masyadong pa-girl, and baka mukhang laruan lang.. in the end i chose red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RqaZwzUrwxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qjmfl7n-8MQ/s1600-h/dell_xpsinspiron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RqaZwzUrwxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qjmfl7n-8MQ/s320/dell_xpsinspiron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090925492478657298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait! nyahaha! This is my christmas present... now my husband keeps on bugging me for his PS 3. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-6366342846839152066?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6366342846839152066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=6366342846839152066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6366342846839152066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6366342846839152066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/07/surprise.html' title='Surprise!!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RqaZwzUrwxI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qjmfl7n-8MQ/s72-c/dell_xpsinspiron.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-70836373370482931</id><published>2007-07-10T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:48:31.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Talk</title><content type='html'>Before we got married, Nikky and I talked about our plans in having a baby...when, how many, age gaps, etc. Actually, if i have to choose, I want it now. Kase concern ako masyado na 3 years from now nsa 30's na ko, and ayaw ko naman umabot sa point na ganon and besides hindi lang naman isa ang gusto namen anak, and ayaw rin naman nmen na sundan kagad. Di rin ako sure kung madali akong magconceive at kung parusa ba sken and sa asawa ko ung pregnancy ko. But there are factors that we are considering,  like we want to spend time together na kame lang dalawa since matagal din naman kme nagkahiwalay and still adjusting as husband and wife. Aside from that yung financial, especially now na wala pa kong work and still adjusting my life here, so this is a difficult stage for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was watching TV and suddenly my husband hugged me and said "i know gusto mo ng magkababy, ako rin naman eh... kaya lang ayaw ko naman na gawin nten yun kase naiinggit tyo, gusto ko gawin nten yun pagready na tyo kase ayaw ko mahirapan ung baby nten". aaaawwww isn't that sweet??? I thought at first ako lang ang excited to have a baby, kase normally i always got a negative reaction from him every time na i brought up the topic. I asked him, what if Im pregnant... sagot saken.. e di pregnant.. wats your reaction? wala lang... pero sabi nya, pag nanganak na daw ako talagang iiyak sya... marerelief lang daw sya pag nalaman nya na ok kme ng baby ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not frustrated at all, coz I know in God's time, he will give it to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-70836373370482931?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/70836373370482931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=70836373370482931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/70836373370482931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/70836373370482931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/07/baby-talk.html' title='Baby Talk'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2429672491497492971</id><published>2007-07-01T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:32:01.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wisconsin Trip</title><content type='html'>House on the rock tour. Some pictures posted in my personal blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohigqasEoI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fAgVshBcUD4/s1600-h/DSCF1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohigqasEoI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fAgVshBcUD4/s320/DSCF1193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082420492769170050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohihKasEpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xVmuyyT-mVg/s1600-h/DSCF1199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohihKasEpI/AAAAAAAAAa8/xVmuyyT-mVg/s320/DSCF1199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082420501359104658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohihaasEqI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ND35SffW8dg/s1600-h/DSCF1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohjgaasEtI/AAAAAAAAAbc/QbqZ3Aan7lY/s320/collage1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082421587985830610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohjgaasEuI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZJ-_SG6lQ2U/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohjgaasEuI/AAAAAAAAAbk/ZJ-_SG6lQ2U/s320/collage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082421587985830626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohjgqasEvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lSsuKro9wAo/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohjgqasEvI/AAAAAAAAAbs/lSsuKro9wAo/s320/collage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082421592280797938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2429672491497492971?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2429672491497492971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2429672491497492971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2429672491497492971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2429672491497492971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/07/our-wisconsin-trip.html' title='Our Wisconsin Trip'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RohigqasEoI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fAgVshBcUD4/s72-c/DSCF1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-3520502215372556967</id><published>2007-06-10T15:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T15:28:31.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakasyon!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here's our pictures of our New Jersey and New York trip. Visit my personal blog for the kwentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxcds2_WPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ibSctGXHWmk/s1600-h/DSCF1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxcds2_WPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ibSctGXHWmk/s320/DSCF1090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532545467472114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxcd82_WQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-Io5o1lSoDc/s1600-h/DSCF1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxcd82_WQI/AAAAAAAAAYU/-Io5o1lSoDc/s320/DSCF1094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532549762439426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxceM2_WRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0k3x3ZHT_YA/s1600-h/DSCF1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxceM2_WRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/0k3x3ZHT_YA/s320/DSCF1105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532554057406738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxce82_WTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7BcmmrDpicM/s1600-h/DSCF1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxce82_WTI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7BcmmrDpicM/s320/DSCF1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074532566942308658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATLANTIC CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxeaM2_WUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BNzW-m1EAUk/s1600-h/DSCF1164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxeaM2_WUI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BNzW-m1EAUk/s320/DSCF1164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534684361185602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxeac2_WVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/n1p5EX0WNqU/s1600-h/DSCF1169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxeac2_WVI/AAAAAAAAAY8/n1p5EX0WNqU/s320/DSCF1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534688656152914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxeas2_WWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dL4_xNFlRWs/s1600-h/DSCF1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxeas2_WWI/AAAAAAAAAZE/dL4_xNFlRWs/s320/DSCF1172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534692951120226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxea82_WXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NMeWX6Rpbng/s1600-h/DSCF1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxea82_WXI/AAAAAAAAAZM/NMeWX6Rpbng/s320/DSCF1175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534697246087538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxebM2_WYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vqZ8bgivI5A/s1600-h/DSCF1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RmxebM2_WYI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vqZ8bgivI5A/s320/DSCF1185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074534701541054850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-3520502215372556967?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3520502215372556967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=3520502215372556967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3520502215372556967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/3520502215372556967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/06/bakasyon.html' title='Bakasyon!!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rmxcds2_WPI/AAAAAAAAAYM/ibSctGXHWmk/s72-c/DSCF1090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2361774349374690475</id><published>2007-05-20T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T22:03:34.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Gimik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nikky and I went out to Westfire Bar last night with his co-workers. I didn't enjoy much. I was expecting na ok ung music nila. Tama ba ung magpatugtog ng "Livin on a prayer" by Bon Jovi... it sucks!! thou, i like that song... pero hello naman.. pano naman kya masasayaw... anyway, may times naman na ok ung songs, khet papano eh nakapagsayaw naman kme and i showed them some of my moves... nax!!! Here kase, your a great dancer if you have this moves na may steps... kase ung iba dito, kembot and some of a sexy or dirty dancing lang ang ginagawa nila. Oooppss, speaking of that dirty dancing thing, there was this girl flirting a guy with her sexy moves, and she was wearing a mini skirt, she goes up and down in front of this guy. I was on our table and  just watching them, kase bored na nga ko. Then, i saw her "kuyukot". I thought she's wearing a thong.. her skirt goes up and i was totally shocked, coz  she's not wearing any undies at all!!! Oh my!!! Its not only me who saw that. A group of girls on the other table was totally disgusted. Anyways, khet papano I had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RlELgmuMZ-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/1t7VTZOg8bQ/s1600-h/19-05-07_2238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RlELgmuMZ-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/1t7VTZOg8bQ/s320/19-05-07_2238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066843710546536418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;care for a bud light and margarita?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2361774349374690475?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2361774349374690475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2361774349374690475' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2361774349374690475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2361774349374690475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-1st-gimik.html' title='My 1st Gimik'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RlELgmuMZ-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/1t7VTZOg8bQ/s72-c/19-05-07_2238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-5632575700339863092</id><published>2007-05-08T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:41:55.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A new dining set</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we used to eat here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD19Ams3DI/AAAAAAAAATM/mpTjS8DzgIc/s1600-h/DSCF1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD19Ams3DI/AAAAAAAAATM/mpTjS8DzgIc/s320/DSCF1071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062316409647586354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes. We eat our breakfast, lunch and dinner using this table while watching TV. Its ok thou very uncomfortable. And then, Nikky decided to buy a new set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD3Kgms3EI/AAAAAAAAATU/cyUoef1zilE/s1600-h/070506_30n31_7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD3Kgms3EI/AAAAAAAAATU/cyUoef1zilE/s320/070506_30n31_7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062317741087448130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We didn't buy this at first. We look for more from a different stores but most of it have a higher price, big enough, and not suits our taste. Most of the furnitures here sell separately and this was a great deal since its already set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD3Kwms3FI/AAAAAAAAATc/avC4nWtUMHo/s1600-h/DSCF1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD3Kwms3FI/AAAAAAAAATc/avC4nWtUMHo/s320/DSCF1070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062317745382415442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We just put two chairs since we're only two... not to consume space...hehehe... Good thing we bought it, I checked their website and the price gets higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x's: all prices here are exclusive of tax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-5632575700339863092?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5632575700339863092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=5632575700339863092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5632575700339863092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5632575700339863092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-dining-set.html' title='A new dining set'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RkD19Ams3DI/AAAAAAAAATM/mpTjS8DzgIc/s72-c/DSCF1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8610911359443784923</id><published>2007-04-27T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T10:25:49.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mall of America</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday, Nikky took me to Mall of America. Its in Minneapolis, an hour drive from Rochester. Its the largest mall all over America. Well, di naman ako masyadong nanibago kse malalaki naman tlga ang malls in Pinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjITcAms22I/AAAAAAAAARk/F3bQuKjd_Og/s1600-h/DSCF1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjITcAms22I/AAAAAAAAARk/F3bQuKjd_Og/s320/DSCF1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058126703410076514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our lunch in Famous Daves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjITcgms23I/AAAAAAAAARs/PIYn2DAcvco/s1600-h/DSCF1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjITcgms23I/AAAAAAAAARs/PIYn2DAcvco/s320/DSCF1068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058126712000011122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Park inside the mall. Di ako makasakay.. saka na lang daw... wwwwaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to underwater adventure, still inside the mall. Its kinda expensive around $16 each adult but its worth it naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIUhwms24I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CK-nON28rLI/s1600-h/DSCF1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIUhwms24I/AAAAAAAAAR0/CK-nON28rLI/s320/DSCF1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058127901705952130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Khet turtle mistiso rin... hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIVpwms25I/AAAAAAAAAR8/RCiEwrXUNgw/s1600-h/DSCF1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIVpwms25I/AAAAAAAAAR8/RCiEwrXUNgw/s320/DSCF1045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058129138656533394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIVqAms26I/AAAAAAAAASE/-CLemwC5D8A/s1600-h/DSCF1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjIVqAms26I/AAAAAAAAASE/-CLemwC5D8A/s320/DSCF1051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058129142951500706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8610911359443784923?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8610911359443784923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8610911359443784923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8610911359443784923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8610911359443784923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/mall-of-america.html' title='Mall of America'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RjITcAms22I/AAAAAAAAARk/F3bQuKjd_Og/s72-c/DSCF1063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-7535636032044149812</id><published>2007-04-23T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:51:57.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What we did...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nikky accompanied me to their postal office. Im sending my mom a greeting card for Mother's Day. Then we went to Social Security office to get a security number. Fortunately, with my status, I already have my number automatically. I just have to wait for my card by the end of this week and  can start to work... hhhmmmm.....   Then, strolled around the mall, buy some stuffs and Nikky change his phone as well as his plan into a family package. I already have my number now! Nikky was qualified for a new extra phone for FREE. We got the Nokia 6030 which was better than the Samsung T something... He has other phones here, we will just send it back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1b2h0OoOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ccs1abv1sLc/s1600-h/04_22_07_1954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1b2h0OoOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ccs1abv1sLc/s320/04_22_07_1954.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056798948955431138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buying make-up.. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1b3x0OoPI/AAAAAAAAARE/f2Eya0swF80/s1600-h/04_22_07_1955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1b3x0OoPI/AAAAAAAAARE/f2Eya0swF80/s320/04_22_07_1955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056798970430267634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cvx0OoQI/AAAAAAAAARM/KH_bLb3HPGs/s1600-h/DSCF1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cvx0OoQI/AAAAAAAAARM/KH_bLb3HPGs/s320/DSCF1017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056799932502941954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where Nikky works... mahangin ba sa labas???hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cwB0OoRI/AAAAAAAAARU/XmnTAka4n5A/s1600-h/DSCF10131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cwB0OoRI/AAAAAAAAARU/XmnTAka4n5A/s320/DSCF10131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056799936797909266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trip lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cwR0OoSI/AAAAAAAAARc/nt3yfL-XsKQ/s1600-h/DSCF10181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1cwR0OoSI/AAAAAAAAARc/nt3yfL-XsKQ/s320/DSCF10181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056799941092876578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-7535636032044149812?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7535636032044149812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=7535636032044149812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7535636032044149812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7535636032044149812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-we-did.html' title='What we did...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Ri1b2h0OoOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ccs1abv1sLc/s72-c/04_22_07_1954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8897759879785251766</id><published>2007-04-22T13:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T13:03:56.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tamang joyride lang kme mag-asawa... hehehe... we're just killing time kse we're going to watch a movie... Blades of Glory... pamatay ung movie na un... sobrang nakakatawa! then went to the supermarket.. kse wer looking for a dining set... at kung ano-ano pa na pwede sa aming munting tahanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Riuiph0OoLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WXULZQpxNHI/s1600-h/DSCF1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Riuiph0OoLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WXULZQpxNHI/s320/DSCF1008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056313840989282482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Riuipx0OoMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YKy0VVPEDBY/s1600-h/DSCF1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Riuipx0OoMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YKy0VVPEDBY/s320/DSCF1009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056313845284249794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiuiqB0OoNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/z-2ot6cAICg/s1600-h/DSCF1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiuiqB0OoNI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/z-2ot6cAICg/s320/DSCF1007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056313849579217106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Trip ko lang! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8897759879785251766?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8897759879785251766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8897759879785251766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8897759879785251766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8897759879785251766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/joyride.html' title='Joyride'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Riuiph0OoLI/AAAAAAAAAQk/WXULZQpxNHI/s72-c/DSCF1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-7791891943197329331</id><published>2007-04-20T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T23:47:39.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nikky and I just had our dinner in a Chinese Restaurant. I want to eat rice and this is the only place he thought of. I ordered a shrimp with mushroom and this what I got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimVBR0OoHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-slnm_xj6Q4/s1600-h/04_20_07_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimVBR0OoHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-slnm_xj6Q4/s320/04_20_07_2021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055735905894965362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yikes!!! This is good for 2 persons! Good thing Im starving.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimV7h0OoII/AAAAAAAAAQM/lr2r_Ustif8/s1600-h/04_20_07_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimV7h0OoII/AAAAAAAAAQM/lr2r_Ustif8/s320/04_20_07_2024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055736906622345346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A $15 meal... not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimWRR0OoJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Q2Qh56iyysM/s1600-h/04_20_07_2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimWRR0OoJI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Q2Qh56iyysM/s320/04_20_07_2031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055737280284500114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimWRR0OoKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cEu5MahAhxQ/s1600-h/04_20_07_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimWRR0OoKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/cEu5MahAhxQ/s320/04_20_07_2032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055737280284500130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, he'll take me wherever!! We have the whole time... anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-7791891943197329331?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7791891943197329331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=7791891943197329331' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7791891943197329331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7791891943197329331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-night.html' title='Friday night'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RimVBR0OoHI/AAAAAAAAAQE/-slnm_xj6Q4/s72-c/04_20_07_2021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4650812171746744882</id><published>2007-04-16T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:02:39.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Pinas, Hello USA!!!</title><content type='html'>This is it! Finally, Im already here in Rochester, Minnesota USA! Its been a very long travel... I can just imagine how Nikky always complain about it. Well, I really dont mind coz Im in a business class... nyahaha! Its an excellent service... of course! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3Fm-eTTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mqLY0B83BNo/s1600-h/DSCF0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3Fm-eTTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mqLY0B83BNo/s320/DSCF0997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054225251317992754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Business class.. sosyal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3GG-eTUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sBWk6nXwD6M/s1600-h/DSCF0998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3GG-eTUI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sBWk6nXwD6M/s320/DSCF0998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054225259907927362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Aboard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3Gm-eTVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Oru1o3t1P98/s1600-h/DSCF1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3Gm-eTVI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Oru1o3t1P98/s320/DSCF1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054225268497861970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Northwest Lounge in Narita Airport, Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3G2-eTWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UiGQbJLz_ik/s1600-h/DSCF1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3G2-eTWI/AAAAAAAAAPU/UiGQbJLz_ik/s320/DSCF1004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054225272792829282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Together now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4650812171746744882?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4650812171746744882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4650812171746744882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4650812171746744882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4650812171746744882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-pinas-hello-usa.html' title='Goodbye Pinas, Hello USA!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RiQ3Fm-eTTI/AAAAAAAAAO8/mqLY0B83BNo/s72-c/DSCF0997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4006769351505356716</id><published>2007-04-10T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:27:44.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Philippines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is it! Finally, the day has come for me to leave. I'll be flying on the 16th... huhuhu! I thought it wont push through because I had a problem with my Immigrant Data Summary, the name of my husband and my father was typed incorrect. I had to go to the embassy to correct it, but according to the lady staff, there's no need to revised it since its just a summary. The more important was the documents inside that envelope and the visa itself. It wont cause me trouble at the port of entry unless the envelope was opened. Whewwww...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went straight ahead to the CFO for the sticker. Good thing, I didnt have to wait long. So I reached my deadline at the Northwest Airlines. I purchased a ticket and drop by the office to follow-up my clearance. Finally its done! I have to pick it up by Friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now its about time to pack my things... I have to buy a balikbayan box first.. hehehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4006769351505356716?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4006769351505356716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4006769351505356716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4006769351505356716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4006769351505356716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodbye-philippines.html' title='Goodbye Philippines!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-1863671269957587075</id><published>2007-04-08T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T09:07:16.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Saturday Trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ay naku.. its a terrible day. Last saturday, I called the Northwest Airlines to check if they received a fax of letter of authorization from my husband to use his mileage account to me. Finally after 3 attempts, they got it. When i double check their rates, its different. When i made my reservation, its $1,790 but now its $1,644.33. And they're asking me to re-fax it again indicating the rate and also to indicate the number of miles to be use. I told them na kung pwede wag na lang and accept that letter. Sabi nya kung aware ba naman ako sa number of miles na gagamitin, and said yes.. but we've decided not to put it sa letter just to make sure.. kse baka mali pa ung mailagay namen, like ung rates nga lang.. nagkaiba kme. Well, they approved it naman. So wala na kong problem with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto naman ang sumunod. I checked my immigrant data summary, and i discovered that my husband's and father's name were mispelled. Ggggrrrr... After all, i thought everything is ok na... I solved my 1st problem... may sumunod pa. I don't know if this will take long to be corrected.. in that case, sayang naman ung ginawa ko for the mileage thing kung di ako matutuloy sa 16. I just hope that its a 1 day processing or better saglit lang... kse my deadline in purchasing the ticket will be April 10 @ 12nn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy... di tuloy ako makapag-relax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-1863671269957587075?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1863671269957587075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=1863671269957587075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1863671269957587075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1863671269957587075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/black-saturday-trouble.html' title='Black Saturday Trouble'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8341775936015148169</id><published>2007-04-04T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:25:45.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY video</title><content type='html'>Ang pinagkaabalahan ni Nikky this past few months. Watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u73HDGWRYFY"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u73HDGWRYFY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwede na ba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8341775936015148169?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8341775936015148169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8341775936015148169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8341775936015148169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8341775936015148169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/diy-video.html' title='DIY video'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8380979083839833830</id><published>2007-04-03T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:15:55.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May Bisa ang Visa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yipee!!!! I got my visa today.. exactly 1 week. Buti na lang nandito pa ko sa house so mainit init pa nung narecieved ko. Im supposed to go the CFO for the sticker after ko pumunta ng office for my exit interview... hehehe.. 1 month na kong resigned now lang ako nag-exit interview. Nakakainis pa, di pa complete ung clearance ko... e un nga ung kailangan ko since di naman nila ako bibigyan ng certificate of employment kung di pa ko clear. Pina-sign ko na nga sa iba para mabilis... as usual nagbagal na naman sila... kaasar! Wala pa naman sila pasok for 4 days. Super kukulitin ko na sya kse nga gusto ko makuha na un since wala na kong problem at may I fly na tlga ako... gggrrr!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8380979083839833830?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8380979083839833830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8380979083839833830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8380979083839833830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8380979083839833830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/may-bisa-ang-visa.html' title='May Bisa ang Visa'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2587131882083072612</id><published>2007-04-02T00:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:17:14.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i leaving or not???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Of course I am but the question is when. Im supposed to leave on the 20th kse un ang hiningi ni Nikky na vacation leave. But sad to say, all dates in april and may were all fully booked. So I have to take other flight which is up to Minneapolis only. Nikky will just pick me up there. Again, sad to say the rates are very way high expensive. It will cost me $1,644+ its only a one way ticket. But if I take the April 30 slot, its only $999+ but it has 2 stop overs in Japan. Hmmmm... My husband and I still undecided. Aside from that, I havent recieve yet my passport from the embassy. Hehehe... Hoping this week. Hayyyy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2587131882083072612?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2587131882083072612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2587131882083072612' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2587131882083072612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2587131882083072612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/04/am-i-leaving-or-not.html' title='Am i leaving or not???'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8595599485085680007</id><published>2007-03-27T08:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T08:17:39.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Judgement Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March 27,2007 @ 6:30 am US Embassy in Manila. I called this day.... The Judgement Day! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I had my interview today and Im &lt;strong&gt;APPROVED &lt;/strong&gt;. Yeheyyyy Yipeeee Yahoooo!!! *tumbling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:00 am&lt;/strong&gt; - Arrived in Embassy. Good thing I was on a 6:30am schedule so they allowed me to enter and sit to their waiting area. Had short chika with a lady beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:00 am&lt;/strong&gt; - They were now allowing to enter the building, checked the bags and headed to the Immigrant visa room. Get the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7:30 am&lt;/strong&gt; - My name was called for the finger scanning. The lady said very good.. dont know why. hihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8:00 am&lt;/strong&gt; - My number was flashed in the queue board. Went to the designated window and gave him (Filipino) my proofs/evidences. I gave him the copy of the ITR of my husband and he said no need since they have already copy there. He asked for my age, for how long I've known my husband, checked where I work. Then wait again for the final interview with the consul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:00am&lt;/strong&gt; - I saw my number flashed. Ok take a deep breath! This is it! There's on-going interview, so i waited outside. Shit! Im really nervous, I kept on thinking what will I do to stay relax. I thought of going to the wash room and look at myself, clearing my throat, drink lots of water.... gggrrrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the consul asked lots of questions to the applicant before me so it adds pressured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its now my turn. I entered the room: (this is what i remembered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi! Good morning! (with a cheerful voice hiding my anxiety.. ahehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Consul: Hi Good morning! How do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Im fine, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Consul : Just a sec. (He's texting)&lt;br /&gt;Consul: So you are (stated my name)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;C: For how long have you've been married?&lt;br /&gt;M: 1 year and 2 month tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh you keep on tracking huh. How did you met?&lt;br /&gt;M: blah blah&lt;br /&gt;C: Is he born in the US or Naturalized?&lt;br /&gt;M: blah blah&lt;br /&gt;C: How did he become a US citizen?&lt;br /&gt;M: blah blah&lt;br /&gt;C: Is he financially responsible? Living seperately from his parents? Supports her parents?&lt;br /&gt;M: He sends money sometimes to his brother here in the Philippines, and of course to me and no other than me.&lt;br /&gt;C: *Laughed* Yeah i agree, of course.&lt;br /&gt;C: What is his work?&lt;br /&gt;M: He work as a blah blah blah in blah blah&lt;br /&gt;C: Oh thats good. Its a prestigious hospital in the US. Oh Its in Rochester, Minnesota, are you prepared to kill yourself? Its really cold out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my folders with the photos and other proofs. Its a 3 seperated folders so it can slip through the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkroq2C0HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yPe9nXiFFGU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046612835141079154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkroq2C0HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yPe9nXiFFGU/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkrpa2C0II/AAAAAAAAAMg/oAmo5opYVf4/s1600-h/DSCF0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046612848025981058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkrpa2C0II/AAAAAAAAAMg/oAmo5opYVf4/s320/DSCF0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkrpq2C0JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H8mql_pVwmY/s1600-h/DSCF0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046612852320948370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkrpq2C0JI/AAAAAAAAAMo/H8mql_pVwmY/s320/DSCF0954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: You are very well-organized.&lt;br /&gt;M: Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;C: No thank you. You made my work easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short silence. Returned my folders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: I guess, you had a ________ (forget what his exact words... whatever it is, I establish our relationship). Ok no more questions.&lt;br /&gt;M: Sir, can I have a question?&lt;br /&gt;C: Ok&lt;br /&gt;M: Did I do well?&lt;br /&gt;C: Im satisfied. (and gave a big smile)&lt;br /&gt;M: Thank you. I didnt sleep well last night. Im very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;C: Everybody is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;M: I called this day a judgement day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He gave me this teasing look.&lt;br /&gt;C: I'll judge you now, cross your fingers.&lt;br /&gt;C: The system just having some wrapped problems but i want to let you know that you are approved and just wait for your name to be called to the other window. Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;M: Thank you sir. I wanna shake your hands... hehehe.. (wave goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whewwwww!!! It was a relief! Thank God! My name was called and gave me the pink slip for the visa delivery, and paid P165.00 Im done around 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Its packing time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8595599485085680007?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8595599485085680007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8595599485085680007' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8595599485085680007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8595599485085680007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/03/judgement-day.html' title='The Judgement Day!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Rgkroq2C0HI/AAAAAAAAAMY/yPe9nXiFFGU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-7886678888079010187</id><published>2007-03-21T23:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T00:09:46.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2 days medical experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Due to some technical problems (again!!!) with my DSL, its only now I'm posting what happened to me during my physical exam in St. Luke's Clinic. I had it last March 19 (Monday), arrived around 6:30am holding a  #149!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard in front door, checking your papers was not very pleasant. He got pissed off easily. When you look at him, it seems he hate his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I filled up this forms and i think after an hour, my number was called for the picture taking and registration. Then to the cashier and paid Php 4,655.00. In the whole process, this is the only step, you don't have to wait long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the x-ray, blood / urine test. I think around 30-45 minutes of waiting. Good thing, I had chatted some of the applicants so no time for boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proceeded to the USA Counter, had my vital signs, eye check-up and immunization interview. It was already 1:30pm, the lady from the counter asked us to have a lunch first... ok then. We went back around 2pm. This time, my impatient arise! Imagine my name was called for the physical exam after 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read from the forums that you have to disrobe completely. I was thinking to be totally naked. But im wrong, theres a dressing gown to use. For me its ok since its a female doctor, but male... no way... i'd rather wait forever til no one is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the undressing thing, she interviewed me a lot from the scars, illness, operations done etc.  She saw this scar in my arms,  a slashed in my wrist, she asked me how did i get this and i said a scratched from a baby... ok. It took i think 15 minutes. Next, check-out counter. That's it, need to go back the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived 2pm (instructed by the nurse from the check-out counter). Went to 2nd floor for the Immunization. Again, waited for more than 4 hours.. my goodness! Next, releasing counter.. waited 1 1/2 hour. Im done around 7:30 pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing, I didn't have any problems. Its only their personnel, they don't smile. I know their work loads but hello a good service you can give to your customers is your smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-7886678888079010187?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7886678888079010187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=7886678888079010187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7886678888079010187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7886678888079010187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-2-days-medical-experience.html' title='My 2 days medical experience'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8771351836959611480</id><published>2007-03-15T09:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T09:56:36.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commission on Filipinos Overseas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to attend this seminar conducted by PRISM in Taft, Manila. Its one of the important things before leaving the country. Visa is worthless without this. Its a mandatory policy from the embassies, travel agencies and DFA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened:&lt;br /&gt;1. Registration - fill up the form and pay 250&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Photo room - digital picture taking for the certificate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Film viewing room - we watched from the previous episode of Magandang Gabi Bayan. Its about Filipinas who married Foreign Nationals. It was kinda sad coz all they want was to have a good life but they ended up living in disgrace. Imagine, this Filipina met his husband Dutch for only a month of exchanging letters (i think, sorry sounds defect) before they've decided to get married and brought her to Netherland. She didnt know what her husband's work. He's a photographer for a porno magazine (i think, sorry again sounds defect) whatever! She was asked to posed in nude and worst in snow!!!! For 30 minutes, she was naked! She was freezing to death! If she refused, he will hurt her. She escaped and went back home to the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Country rooms - each room assigned different countries according to your destination. All bound to USA in one room and so on. It discussed the policies and regulations of the immigration, citizenships, airport, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One-on-one - Its a one-on-one counseling. Its more of a personal informations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wait for the yellow certificate to be present to CFO to put on the sticker to your passport with visa. Mine? to follow... hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8771351836959611480?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8771351836959611480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8771351836959611480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8771351836959611480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8771351836959611480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/03/commission-on-filipinos-overseas.html' title='Commission on Filipinos Overseas'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-6706508871164506300</id><published>2007-03-07T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:31:27.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Parang wedding preps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hay naku, eto na naman si ako organizing documents for my upcoming interview on March 27 at the US Embassy in Manila. And this time mas stressful kse once may nakalimutan or kulang na documents, lagot na ko, re-scheduling for another interview na umaabot ng 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Im confident enough na lahat ng kailangan nila e meron kame hoping na magrant ako ng visa &lt;em&gt;*crossfingers and toes*&lt;/em&gt; . Since madaming restrictions sa embassy, di nmn ako nagkulang magbasa ng mga forums so khet papano eh may idea na ko hows the processing goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngyon, Im done with my photos. I put in a plastic folder, instead of using a slide, I used roundhead fastener, kse ung glass window sa embassy e an inch lang ung pwede lusutan. Basta dapat bendable. Here are the materials I used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7XiDqrxSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a2Dyk4fWaYM/s1600-h/DSCF0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039202013174023458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7XiDqrxSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a2Dyk4fWaYM/s320/DSCF0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; adhesive tape&lt;em&gt; (instead of glue or paste pra di magkulubot ung paper)&lt;/em&gt;, papers with different designs &lt;em&gt;(instead of using an ordinary bond paper might as well use this kind of papers)&lt;/em&gt;, plastic folders, bond papers &lt;em&gt;(in case you need this)&lt;/em&gt;, roundhead fasterner, index tabs, clearbook refillers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finish product: Parang digiscrapping na rin di ba... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZuTqrxTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KhwlgSb2I9w/s1600-h/DSCF0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039204422650676530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZuTqrxTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KhwlgSb2I9w/s320/DSCF0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZuzqrxUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PkJTEo5E6uQ/s1600-h/DSCF0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039204431240611138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZuzqrxUI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PkJTEo5E6uQ/s320/DSCF0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZvDqrxVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GgWwNom5X9Q/s1600-h/DSCF0913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039204435535578450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7ZvDqrxVI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/GgWwNom5X9Q/s320/DSCF0913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-6706508871164506300?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6706508871164506300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=6706508871164506300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6706508871164506300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/6706508871164506300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/03/parang-wedding-preps.html' title='Parang wedding preps'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/Re7XiDqrxSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/a2Dyk4fWaYM/s72-c/DSCF0908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-5237288819772726076</id><published>2007-02-17T05:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T05:54:22.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's making bawi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Valentine's day, Nikky and I had a major fight (i posted in my personal blog). Yesterday, he made bawi. He sent red roses yesterday. I was on leave so i received it personally. Hmmm... 3 red roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbcTmPOftI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lJ4J3m97ifU/s1600-h/DSCF0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032451862873145042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbcTmPOftI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lJ4J3m97ifU/s320/DSCF0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemate texted me na I have a flowers, pasok daw ako. So no choice pumasok ako...Here's what i got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbdK2POfuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0o-8N8SRwB8/s1600-h/DSCF0895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032452812060917474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbdK2POfuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0o-8N8SRwB8/s320/DSCF0895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow 2 bunches of flowers in a day. Isn't nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbekWPOfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZMeGjDOdE5U/s1600-h/DSCF0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032454349659209458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbekWPOfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZMeGjDOdE5U/s320/DSCF0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-5237288819772726076?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5237288819772726076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=5237288819772726076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5237288819772726076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5237288819772726076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/02/hes-making-bawi.html' title='He&apos;s making bawi'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RdbcTmPOftI/AAAAAAAAAHM/lJ4J3m97ifU/s72-c/DSCF0893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-9057682472300955592</id><published>2007-02-11T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:29:32.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you in many languages</title><content type='html'>3 more days to go before Valentine's Day. Wer not lucky enough to be together but still wer trying to celebrate it.  Love is really in the air. I can see all over the place is in red. Lots of decorations like balloons, hearts cut outs, cupids etc. The flowers and chocolates and even stuffed toys is expensive this season. I wonder what my Nikky will give me this time??? hhhhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the I love you's in many languages. Different words, one meaning. Nikky, what language do you want me to say to you?? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Afrikaans -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ek het jou lief&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Albanian -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Te dua&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Arabic -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ana behibak (to male) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Arabic -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ana behibek (to female)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Armenian -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Yes kez sirumen&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Bambara -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt; M'bi fe &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Bangla -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Aamee tuma ke bhalo baashi &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Belarusian -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ya tabe kahayu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Bisaya -&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Nahigugma ako kanimo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Bulgarian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Obicham te &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Cambodian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Bung Srorlagn Oun (to female)&lt;br /&gt;                               Oun Srorlagn Bung (to male)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Cantonese/Chinese-&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt; Ngo oiy ney a &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Catalan - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;T'estimo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Cheyenne - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ne mohotatse &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Chichewa - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ndimakukonda &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Corsican - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ti tengu caru (to male) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Creol - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mi aime jou &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Croatian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Volim te &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Czech - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Miluji te &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Danish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Jeg Elsker Dig &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Dutch - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ik hou van jou &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;English - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;I love you &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Esperanto - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mi amas vin &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Estonian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ma armastan sind &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Ethiopian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt; Ewedishalehu : male/female to female&lt;br /&gt;Ewedihalehu: male/female to male.  &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Faroese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Eg elski teg &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Farsi - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Doset daram &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Filipino - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mahal kita &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Finnish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mina rakastan sinua &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;French - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Je t'aime, Je t'adore &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Gaelic - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ta gra agam ort &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Georgian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mikvarhar &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;German - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ich liebe dich &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Greek - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;S'agapo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Gujarati - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Hu tumney prem karu chu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hiligaynon - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Palangga ko ikaw &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hawaiian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Aloha wau ia oi &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hebrew - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ani ohev otah (to female) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hebrew - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ani ohev et otha (to male) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hiligaynon - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Guina higugma ko ikaw &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hindi - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hai&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hmong - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Kuv hlub koj &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hopi - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Nu' umi unangwa'ta &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Hungarian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Szeretlek &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Icelandic - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Eg elska tig &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Ilonggo - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Palangga ko ikaw &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Indonesian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Saya cinta padamu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Inuit - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Negligevapse &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Irish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Taim i' ngra leat &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Italian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ti amo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Japanese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Aishiteru &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Kannada - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Naa ninna preetisuve &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Kapampangan - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Kaluguran daka &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Kiswahili - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Nakupenda &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Konkani - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Tu magel moga cho &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Korean - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Sarang Heyo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Latin - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Te amo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Latvian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Es tevi miilu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Lebanese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Bahibak &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Lithuanian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Tave myliu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Malay - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Malayalam - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Njan Ninne Premikunnu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Mandarin Chinese -&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Wo ai ni &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Marathi - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Me tula prem karto &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Mohawk - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Kanbhik &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Moroccan - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ana moajaba bik &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Nahuatl - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ni mits neki &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Navaho - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ayor anosh'ni &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Nepali - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ma Timilai Maya Garchhu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Norwegian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Jeg Elsker Deg &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Pandacan - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Syota na kita!! &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Pangasinan - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Inaru Taka &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Papiamento - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mi ta stimabo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Persian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Doo-set daaram &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Pig Latin - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Iay ovlay ouyay &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Polish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Kocham Cie &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Portuguese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Eu te amo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Romanian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Te ubesc&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Roman Numerals - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;333&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Russian -&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ya tebya liubliu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Scot Gaelic - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Tha gra\dh agam ort &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Serbian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Volim te &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Setswana - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ke a go rata &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Sign Language - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;,\,,/ (represents position of fingers when signing 'I Love You'&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Sindhi - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Sioux - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Techihhila &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Slovak - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Lu`bim ta &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Slovenian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ljubim te &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Spanish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Te quiero / Te amo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Surinam-&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mi lobi joe&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Swahili - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ninapenda wewe &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Swedish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Jag alskar dig &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Swiss-German - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ich lieb Di &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Tagalog - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mahal kita &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Taiwanese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Wa ga ei li &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Tahitian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ua Here Vau Ia Oe &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Tamil - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Naan unnai kathalikiraen &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Telugu - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Nenu ninnu premistunnanu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Thai - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Chan rak khun (to male) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Thai - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Phom rak khun (to female) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Turkish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Seni Seviyorum &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Ukrainian - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ya tebe kahayu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Urdu - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;mai aap say pyaar karta hoo &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Vietnamese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Anh ye^u em (to female) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Vietnamese - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Em ye^u anh (to male) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Welsh - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;'Rwy'n dy garu &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Yiddish - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ikh hob dikh &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Yoruba - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Mo ni fe &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="font-weight: bold;" width="20%"&gt;Zimbabwe - &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="80%"&gt;Ndinokuda&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-9057682472300955592?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9057682472300955592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=9057682472300955592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9057682472300955592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/9057682472300955592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-you-in-many-languages.html' title='I love you in many languages'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-1349973184792036070</id><published>2007-01-28T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T06:19:26.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st year wedding anniversary!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, naka- 1 year na rin kme. Hayy... parang kelan lang, we were exchanging our vows, enjoying the day with our families and friends, etc. Its kinda sad kse this is our 1st wedding anniversary but wer not together. Thou, i know that we will have a post celebration pero iba pa rin sympre ung mismong day na un. For sure, Nikky will get mad again kse i always think na naman negative things. Today, I went to Malate church (wer we got married) with my family. I prayed and thankful to God for giving us strength and making our love grows stronger. To my dear husband Nikky, I love you! The word says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RbyGc_R-zwI/AAAAAAAAADY/fTWK0JxSiW0/s1600-h/January+28%2706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025039116819943170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RbyGc_R-zwI/AAAAAAAAADY/fTWK0JxSiW0/s400/January+28%2706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x's: please visit my personal blog for more kwento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-1349973184792036070?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1349973184792036070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=1349973184792036070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1349973184792036070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/1349973184792036070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-1st-year-wedding-anniversary.html' title='Happy 1st year wedding anniversary!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RbyGc_R-zwI/AAAAAAAAADY/fTWK0JxSiW0/s72-c/January+28%2706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4926445733945323983</id><published>2007-01-27T02:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T03:49:50.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 day to go...</title><content type='html'>This morning, my mom told me na di ko pla nabasa ung card included don sa pinadala ni Nikky.. hehehe... it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Happy 1st Year Anniversary, my wife!!! I love you, Wella! muah! Muah! Muah! I'll see you soon! Missing you always"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyyy...  I miss my husband... very much... kung pwde lang lumipad... lilipad ako! nyahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4926445733945323983?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4926445733945323983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4926445733945323983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4926445733945323983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4926445733945323983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/1-day-to-go.html' title='1 day to go...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-2589371600329760569</id><published>2007-01-26T08:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T08:43:39.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to go...</title><content type='html'>2 days from now, its our 1st year wedding anniversary!!! May advance celebration dito. Nikky sent me this and pancit malabon, he ordered it online, yan na lang ung may pix since ung pancit eh, nabawasan na... nilafang na! hehehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RboEfvR-ztI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3PX9m6GfRLQ/s1600-h/DSCF0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RboEfvR-ztI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3PX9m6GfRLQ/s320/DSCF0863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024333277599551186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikky always makes surprises...he knows na i hate it.. pero gustong gusto nya un lalo na pag naasar ako... hehehe..  check na sya don sa perfect husband checklist.. nyahaha! I LOVE YOU Love! Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-2589371600329760569?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2589371600329760569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=2589371600329760569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2589371600329760569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/2589371600329760569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/2-days-to-go.html' title='2 days to go...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RboEfvR-ztI/AAAAAAAAAC4/3PX9m6GfRLQ/s72-c/DSCF0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-7796915778569753587</id><published>2007-01-18T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T07:53:01.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wanna share this list of Craig Boreth's "50 Foolproof Ways..." to be a perfect husband:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Male Mind and Body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Know Your Limitations&lt;br /&gt;How to Get a Close Shave&lt;br /&gt;How to Eliminate Gas&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Six-Pack Abs&lt;br /&gt;How to Stop Snoring&lt;br /&gt;How to Have a Midlife Crisis Communication&lt;br /&gt;How to Listen&lt;br /&gt;How to Talk About Your Feelings&lt;br /&gt;How to Apologize Convincingly&lt;br /&gt;How to Notice Her New Haircut&lt;br /&gt;How to Win Over Her Parents&lt;br /&gt;How to Explain Football&lt;br /&gt;How to Make More Money&lt;br /&gt;How to Deal with PMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex &amp;amp; Romance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Find the Perfect Gift&lt;br /&gt;How to Buy Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;How to Wrap a Gift&lt;br /&gt;How to Make a Bouquet&lt;br /&gt;How to Give a Foot Massage&lt;br /&gt;How to Hide Your Porn&lt;br /&gt;How to Pull an Encore Performance&lt;br /&gt;How to Stay Awake After Sex&lt;br /&gt;How to Make Breakfast in Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around the House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Use the TV Remote&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Out of Bed without Waking Her&lt;br /&gt;How to Leave the Toilet Seat Down&lt;br /&gt;How to De-Stink the Bathroom&lt;br /&gt;How to Be Handy&lt;br /&gt;How to Do the Grocery Shopping&lt;br /&gt;How to Wash the Windows&lt;br /&gt;How to Be Prepared in a Blackout&lt;br /&gt;How to Solder a Pipe&lt;br /&gt;How to Get Rid of Bugs&lt;br /&gt;How to Grow the Perfect Lawn&lt;br /&gt;How to Iron Your Own Damn Shirt&lt;br /&gt;How to Make the Bed&lt;br /&gt;How to Paint a Room&lt;br /&gt;How to Unclog the Sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;How to Become a Martini Guy&lt;br /&gt;How to Make a Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;How to Set the Table&lt;br /&gt;How to Look Like a Chef&lt;br /&gt;How to Buy and Cook Seafood&lt;br /&gt;How to Carve a Turkey&lt;br /&gt;How to Make a Stir-Fry&lt;br /&gt;How to Make Tiramisu&lt;br /&gt;How to Make Crème Brulée&lt;br /&gt;How to Do the Dishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out on the Town&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to Wait Until She’s Ready to Go&lt;br /&gt;How to Ask For Directions&lt;br /&gt;How to Appear Calm While She’s Driving&lt;br /&gt;How to Pretend Not to Look at Other Women&lt;br /&gt;How to Defend Her Honor&lt;br /&gt;How to Play Golf in Two Hours&lt;br /&gt;How to Act Like You Know Wine&lt;br /&gt;How to Fix a Flat TireHow to Tie a Bowtie&lt;br /&gt;How to Dance at a Wedding&lt;br /&gt;How to Enjoy a Chick Flick&lt;br /&gt;How to Survive the Ballet&lt;br /&gt;How to Not Look Like a Stalker at Victoria’s Secret&lt;br /&gt;How to Walk Slowly Through a Museum&lt;br /&gt;How to Not Lose Too Badly in Vegas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this contest that in 500 words or less explain what makes your man the sweetest hubby ever will win a 2nd honeymoon package and a gadget for hubby. I wanna join kya lang wat if i win sino makakasama ko sa honeymoon? hhhhhmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagsak si Nikky don sa "How to Get Out of Bed without Waking Her", kse lagi na lang ako nagigising! oooppsss ginigising nya pla ako... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-7796915778569753587?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7796915778569753587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=7796915778569753587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7796915778569753587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/7796915778569753587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/perfect-husband.html' title='The Perfect Husband'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-5724157848441390430</id><published>2007-01-09T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:19:57.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After 10 years....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;YES!!!! Its our 10th year anniversary today (as bf-gf). Even wer already married, wer still celebrating every 9th of the month. Hayyy... decade na kme...I just imagine the trials we've been thru, we surpassed it.... Im so speechless... hehehe...Ok pano kme nagsimula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikky is a bestfriend of my highschool barkada. We were both seniors then, he's from St. Andrews and Im from St. Paul both in Parañaque so bale magkatapat lang naman ung mga school namen. Anyway, during lunch breaks we were not allowed to go out unless you have a lunch pass. Luckily, meron kme ni Cherry (common friend). Cherry asked me if i can accompany her to meet her bestfriend's girlfriend. Oha nameet ko pa ung ex nya. Cherry introduced me to Nikky. Aba antipatiko ang lolo mo! sarap sapukin.. feeling gwapo! So what e di ko naman sya type non! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, wala lang... deadma in short! One time late na kme umuwi since may practice kme for the intrams, nagkataon na walang masakyan... so malamang nagkita ulit kme... Cherry again introduced me to his barkadas.. everybody said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hi&lt;/span&gt;" ... ang sagot nya.."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kilala ko na yan eh&lt;/span&gt;".. antipatiko tlga!!! sympre ang lola nyo... i dont care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na, Cherry asked me "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl, tumawag na ba syo si Nikky&lt;/span&gt;?", sabi ko hindi at baket????? hhhmmm... Nikky asked for my number... hanep tlga.... pa antipatiko effect pa.. e naloka rin pla sya sa beauty ko! nyahaha! tapos un na.. he started to court me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano naging kme???? Di ko alam kung weird pero I said yes thru greeting card... and take note he was with me nung binili ko ung card.. e kase sama ng sama eh! nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito po yan, feel ko na like ko na sya.. nax!!! so pauwi na ko non sabi nya sabay daw kme... e sympre di na ko makahindi... so sabi ko cge kaya lang di na nya ako maihahatid kse daan pa ako sa mall, may bibilin lang ako...which is ung card nga. Aba ang loko, sumama pa rin.. tanong nya for whom daw yun... naloka ako kse nung tinanong nya ako ulit non, iba ung nasagot.. muntikan na kong mabuking... kainis kse nakita nya ung design nung card while paying for it... pero mabilis ko naman nakuha, so feeling ko di na nya natandaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day.. dismissal time! Sabay ulit kme, binigay ko ung card. He asked kung kanino galing... sabi ko may nagpapabigay... yikes ang korny ko!!!! ay ang ginawa, tinago lang sa bag.. di man lang binuksan.. so ako naman may I kulit to open it... sa bahay na lang daw... sympre nainis ang lola nyo, sabi ko &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"cge na para malaman mo kung kanino galing" .. &lt;/span&gt;nadaan sa kakulitan ko... ayun binuksan... tapos ayun may nakalagay na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I LOVE YOU TOO!" .... &lt;/span&gt;wwwwaaaaa ibang level na tlga 'to!!!!!!!!!!!!! sabay ngiti sken... speechless... kahiya kase sa may kalsada kme non! bglang hirit na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kya pla familiar sken ung card"&lt;/span&gt; and the rest is history....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RaPACq3JWkI/AAAAAAAAACU/2OQFewE8dPY/s1600-h/10th+anniv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RaPACq3JWkI/AAAAAAAAACU/2OQFewE8dPY/s400/10th+anniv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018065561918724674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-5724157848441390430?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5724157848441390430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=5724157848441390430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5724157848441390430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/5724157848441390430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-10-years.html' title='After 10 years....'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RaPACq3JWkI/AAAAAAAAACU/2OQFewE8dPY/s72-c/10th+anniv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-8678192157054121100</id><published>2007-01-02T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T08:39:41.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have a new tv set. Its a Samsung 32 inches  LCD flat screen tv (am i right?). It was a gift from Nikky's aunt, who's also our Godparent. Ay naku, kya ganado maglaro lalo ng video games si Nikky. Actually, he wants the 40+ inch kya lang its out of stock, since atat sya, ayan na lang daw. Well, for me ok na sken since di rin naman maganda ung sobrang laking tv. Besides, di rin naman ganon kalaki ung space nung apartment namen. But for the meantime, eto na lang muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RZpfsDzOvnI/AAAAAAAAABw/qDKyPPk5cQ4/s1600-h/tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RZpfsDzOvnI/AAAAAAAAABw/qDKyPPk5cQ4/s320/tv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015426345569533554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra pa ung hugging bears. Its my gift to him after we engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-8678192157054121100?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8678192157054121100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=8678192157054121100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8678192157054121100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/8678192157054121100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-tv.html' title='New TV'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NBwVJsqIO6c/RZpfsDzOvnI/AAAAAAAAABw/qDKyPPk5cQ4/s72-c/tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-4105578321574170081</id><published>2006-12-28T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:39:28.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its our 11th monthsary today! Sad to say, we cant be together on our 1st wedding anniversary. Tampo nga ako sa asawa ko kse he didnt call me and greet me today... wwwwaaa!! nakalimutan nya!!! How can he do that to me?? A day before he greeted me na.. but now... cry ulit ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour to go before the day ends, naku pag di nya ako binati.. di ko na sya bati!!!! hmp!!! sana sumakit ipin nya... ang sama ko! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy monthsary love! love you! mwah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-4105578321574170081?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4105578321574170081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=4105578321574170081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4105578321574170081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/4105578321574170081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/12/1-more-month.html' title='1 more month'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116688973236513731</id><published>2006-12-23T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T11:02:58.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont wanna miss a thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again from our wedding video. I chose this song kc feeling ko ako si Liv Tyler.. nyahaha... and also Armageddon is one of my fave movies of all time.. sobrang naiiyak pa rin ako khet ilang beses ko panoorin... hehehe.. enjoy watching... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOf-bbagy3g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOf-bbagy3g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay naku ngyon ko lang nalaman how kabado Nikky was... hehehe... teary eyes na rin sya eh.. and ngyon ko lang din nakita na sinisilip nya ko.. ahehehe.. excited to see me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116688973236513731?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116688973236513731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116688973236513731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116688973236513731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116688973236513731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-dont-wanna-miss-thing.html' title='I dont wanna miss a thing'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116628192236647570</id><published>2006-12-16T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T10:12:02.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MTV's by Nikky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some of Nikky's works. He loves to do video editing... Its just a hobby, but Im sure if he will explore and learn more, he can be a PRO. He's into videos, ako naman in photos... hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the movie "Milan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BnVDdZbJEQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8BnVDdZbJEQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie "Spiderman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwGNhtcMSNY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lwGNhtcMSNY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116628192236647570?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116628192236647570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116628192236647570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116628192236647570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116628192236647570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/12/mtvs-by-nikky.html' title='MTV&apos;s by Nikky'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116584406648860711</id><published>2006-12-11T08:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T08:34:26.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing to blog about... so far, we're still on the process of my papers... there's a progress naman so sooner or later, i'll be flying to US na. We dont count the days para di kme mainip... we're just enjoying and keeping ourselves busy.. di na namen namamalayan this is it na pla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, everyday akong nakakakita na mga flowers for delivery... wala lang.. i just miss na every monthsary namen, I always received a flowers.. 2 dozens of roses from him... He miss it too rin daw... But I understand naman, we have our priorities and di rin naman mura ung flowers noh! Bayad na lang un sa expenses sa house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he sent me this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6799/1675/1600/943273/Picture%20003_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6799/1675/320/897837/Picture%20003_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay naku, i can't control myself from laughing... kala ko kse kung sino... nyahaha! he sent me this nung nag-ym kme, kse send sya ng send ng kung ano-ano.. and ako din.. malay ko ba naman... na meron syang ganitong ka-emotan! kya everytime i see this.. natatawa tlga ako... according to him, hirap na hirap daw syang kunan ng magandang angle ah! nyahaha! aspiring model eh! nyahaha! ay ewan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116584406648860711?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116584406648860711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116584406648860711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116584406648860711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116584406648860711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/12/wala-lang.html' title='Wala lang..'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116472372443899515</id><published>2006-11-28T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T09:22:04.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10th months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 more months and its our 1st year wedding anniversary. Weirdo ko tlga, Nikky called me kninang 12 midnight. Im still awake kse im addicted watching Kim Sam Soon...hehehe.. After all the kwentos, I asked him why he called..then he greeted me.. "Happy Monthsary, Love!"... OMG!!! I forgot... ano ba yan!!! Naloloka na tlga ako... hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then knina, I was looking for a gift for one of Nikky's inaanak. Im enjoying kaya to look baby stuffs. Kakaaliw kse im imagining na its for my baby. I bought baby shoes nga e, sabi ng sales lady, "Sa baby mo Mam"... i wish!!! nyahaha! Kung napraning ako ng mga oras na un, namili na ko ng mga stuffs for future use! nyahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Nikky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116472372443899515?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116472372443899515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116472372443899515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116472372443899515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116472372443899515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/11/10th-months.html' title='10th months!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116455626741997668</id><published>2006-11-26T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T10:30:54.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, I got our edited video last saturday. Everyone here were all excited to watch it. Atleast di umabot ng 1st wedding anniversary namen...hehehe. I texted Bong (3logy) when can i get my video, kse he promised me na it will be finished 2nd week of november. Di ko naman sila kinulit, pero i'll make follow-ups everytime na lumalagpas na sa deadline.. then eto nga last friday, he said na its done na, either im gonna pick it up or thru courier, so mas preferred ko ung courier. I asked him where can i deposit my balance, he never replied... as in paulit-ulit kong tinext un.. wala pa rin.. so i guess, bka waived na un... hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things na hindi nasunod, like the songs, siguro out of 10 songs we submitted around 5 lang ung nalagay nila, wala pa ung chosen songs ni Nikky...lagot. Yung transition effects, meron kseng particular effects na gusto si Nikky, na wala don. The DVD cover, aside from wrong spelling ung name ni Nikky (as always), e ung picture namen don, ung resolution malabo... but over-all satisfied naman ako... and i know Nikky will like it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hotel Preps&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uWO35nR9zkM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uWO35nR9zkM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Going to the Church&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOf-bbagy3g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JOf-bbagy3g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Ceremony&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZ7sRXYYHcY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LZ7sRXYYHcY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116455626741997668?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116455626741997668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116455626741997668' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116455626741997668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116455626741997668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/11/our-wedding-video.html' title='Our Wedding Video'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116412090345995760</id><published>2006-11-21T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T05:30:45.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling in Love..Good read for husbands and wives out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is worth to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry this is not cheesy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When You FALL IN LOVE&lt;br /&gt;(Debunking the Myths That Are Driving You Crazy)&lt;br /&gt;By: Bo Sanchez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article isn't for teenagers only.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love happens to the young and the not-so-young. (Did you &lt;br /&gt;see 42-year-old Tom Cruise jump up and down Oprah's couch because of &lt;br /&gt;Katie?). It happens to everyone. Fat, thin, tall, short, intelligent, &lt;br /&gt;uneducated, holy, not so holy, dark, white, yellow, green... it doesn't really&lt;br /&gt;matter. All of us fall in love. And we get stuck in myths that drive us absolutely crazy. My goal is to debunk these myths and convince you not to believe in&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin....... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 1: LOVE WILL CONQUER ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me qualify. This is such a tricky myth. Because love will conquer all. But&lt;br /&gt; as defined by glazed-eyed lovers ----- will not.&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you might do the following:&lt;br /&gt;You overlook major obstacles in your relationship. Everyone you know is wondering why you chose that creature from outer space as your boyfriend. Your bestfriends are telling you to get rid of him. Your family is telling you to throw him out of a running vehicle. Aling Rosa of the sari-sari store across the street is telling you to lace his drink with poison. But you won't --------- because you're in love. That's why there are songs entitled, "you and me against the world". Your bestbuds comment, 'but he's been jobless for the past three years!". And you say, "He's free-spirited. He feels boxed in when he's in the office. '(in other words, he's undisciplined, lazy bum.) Your officemates say, 'He flirts with other women constantly!' and you say, 'No, he's just friendly.' (in other words, he's a pervert).&lt;br /&gt;Your cousins say, 'He's taking drugs, He's got needle marks all over his arm. And you say, 'No, he's into cross stitching.' You overstay in toxic relationships, believing that your love will change him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding doesn't transform anyone. Even if three Popes officiate the wedding. The person you'll march with into the church will be the same person you'll march with out of the church. He doesn't change one bit. In fact, the marriage makes the hidden more obvious. If he was selfish before he got married, he will be even more &lt;br /&gt;selfish after the wedding. If he was hypercritical before he got married, he'll &lt;br /&gt;even be more vile and prolific with his criticisms after wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth : You need more than feelings of love to make a relationship work. You need mature character, total commitment and a minimum level of compatibility. Especially compatibility in the area of values and mission in life. I hear people say, 'We're compatible. Our names begin with the same letter J. My name is Julie and his name is Julio. We're both born in July." Wow. That's so deep, I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 2 : WHEN IT"S TRUE LOVE YOU WILL KNOW THE MOMENT YOU MEET THE OTHER PERSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've had this experience before. You are in a crowded room. You're surrounded by boring, noisy chatter when, suddenly, this gorgeous guy enters the door. Your eyes meet. Instantly, time stands still. The universe grinds to a halt. Except for this attractive man in front of you, everything in your vision becomes a&lt;br /&gt;giant blur. The hubbub of the crowd becomes a soft muffle and, from out of nowhere, you here gentle violin music from the background. One week later, he's your boyfriend. A few weeks later, you discover that your boyfriend's a pathological&lt;br /&gt;liar, buried in credit card debt, borrows money from all his girlfriends (you're his eight in six months). Your mind says, 'Dump him' Your heart says, 'But it was love at first sight!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the consequences ...&lt;br /&gt;You become so focused on the magical first moment, you become blind to the dark side of the relationship. Six out of seven days, you're fighting with your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;But you can't give him up because you met each other in such a magical moment. Your car keys fell and he picked it up, and then your eyes met, you smelled his deodorant, and you dropped your keys again ......How can you not be meant for each other? You become a love-at-first- sight junkie that you could miss out on the 'real thing'. One intelligent woman told me, 'Bo, there's this guy who's courting me.&lt;br /&gt;He's okay. He's kind, he's responsible, he has a good job.......' "I could hear a 'but' coming ," I said. 'but there are no sparks!" she bit her lip. "No violin music playing in the background huh" "none. When I see him, the background music I hear is lululalu-lalulalula lei..." "listen. You don't need a magical first moment to meet our potential husband. The important things are mature character, financial&lt;br /&gt;responsibility, ability for commitment, compatible mission and values..." I actually met this girl again on her wedding, and before she marched down the aisle, she whispered to me, "Do you hear the violin music, Bo? It's loud and clear." It doesn't have to be love at first sight. In fact, marriages with the least adjustments are those between friends who've known each other for years before they realize that they're good marriage material. What is love at first sight? Many times, it's lust at first sight. Or infatuation at first sight. Don't give it too much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth: it takes a moment to experience infatuation but true love takes a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 3 : IF IT IS TRUE LOVE YOU WILL FEEL THIS WAY FOR EACH OTHER FOREVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you won't. Here are the consequences for believing this myth :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You panic when the feelings wane, and wonder whether the marriage is over and whether you really loved one another in the first place. Imagine the night of your honeymoon. Your new bride is sleeping. The cotton curtains are gently swaying &lt;br /&gt;in the cool breeze. You gaze at her lovely face. You study her soft cheeks. Her long eyelashes. Her beautiful nose, her parted red lips. And all of a sudden, she snores.&lt;br /&gt;"Ngggggggooork". How do you react? Because it's your honeymoon, you say, 'How cute.'&lt;br /&gt;Six months down the road, the same scene transpires. Your wife is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;And the same cotton curtains are gently swaying in the cool breeze. And you hear her snore. "Ngggggoork." What do you say? "Ssssssheeeesh, Honey! You sound like a boat!' What has happened? The feelings have gone. Let me say this: 'That's normal. It happens to everyone. But it doesn't mean your love is gone so don't panic! You can make a decision to love the snoring boat. You start blaming your partner for the loss of love. This is nutty. But many people do it: when we don't feel in love, we think it's the fault of the other person. And so we fight him. Again, we fall out of love because we're human beings. It's nobody's fault. The moment you fall out of love, the real work begins . Let me explain. This is the most important point I'm going to make. (I got this from Scott Peck in his bestseller book, The Road Less traveled). Falling in love isn't love. Here's why. When you fall in love.....&lt;br /&gt;a. No decision is required. Falling in love just happens.&lt;br /&gt;b. No effort is required. Falling in love is like.... Well,falling.&lt;br /&gt;c. No hard work is required. Falling in love is being bitten by the love bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, true love requires all three : Decision, effort and lots of hard work. In the Bible, love is a command. You make it happen. Sure true love can only happen after you've fallen out of love? this is interesting? When you begin choosing to love, even if you don't feel like doing it ---- that's true love. And that's the foundation of a lasting marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 4: YOUR PARTNER WILL FULFILL YOU COMPLETELY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again because falling in love satisfied you completely ----- you want the same satisfaction to last. No it won't. Consequence? You might fail to recognize a good relationship because your partner isn't fulfilling the needs you should be fulfilling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the truth: the right partner will fulfill many of your needs but not all of them . There are just some things your husband can't give you:&lt;br /&gt;You're self-worth. Your spirituality. Your inner happiness. These are things you have to work on your own. I've met lots of people who think they're dissatisfied with their marriage. In reality, they're dissatisfied with themselves. I've met lots of people who think they're bored with their marriages. And they complain to the high heavens how boring their husband or wife is ---- when in truth, they're really bored with life. Meet your own needs. Find your happiness in God. Find your niche, &lt;br /&gt;your calling, your destiny. And then share your joy with your spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MYTH 5: IF IT'S TRUE LOVE YOU WON'T BE ATTRACTED TO ANYONE ELSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe in this myth, you panic when you get attracted to someone else, questioning the authenticity of your love for your spouse. One man told me, 'Bo, I love my wife. Or I thought I did. But then I met this woman at work. She has nice make-up. She smells nice. She wears a pencil-cut skirt. When I go home, my wife is wearing a drab rag. Her hair is undone. She smells of vinegar. Gosh I am attracted to this girl at work." Being attracted to someone is normal ----- even if you have a happy marriage. But being attracted doesn't mean falling into adultery. Every time you think of the other woman, discipline your heart and say, 'Home, boy, Home!' and escort your heart back to your wife. Because if you feed your attraction with fantasies and constantly think about the other woman, it grows. But if you starve your attraction, it dies a natural death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116412090345995760?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116412090345995760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116412090345995760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116412090345995760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116412090345995760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/11/falling-in-lovegood-read-for-husbands.html' title='Falling in Love..Good read for husbands and wives out'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116239718044818046</id><published>2006-11-01T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T11:06:21.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2 days break from work... eto umaariba na naman ako sa paglalayout. Im planning to change the layout of this blog kya lang im so tamad na rin and sayang naman ang pangangarir ko dito... eto nga sana ung gagawin kong pinaka-banner eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/banner.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/banner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the caption from the lyrics of our personalized wedding song. Well, I guess I have to make na lang a new blog for my digiscrap stuffs and different photos styles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116239718044818046?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116239718044818046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116239718044818046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116239718044818046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116239718044818046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/11/simple-layout.html' title='A simple layout'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116222032239608963</id><published>2006-10-30T09:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T10:03:10.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One kilig day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nikky and I were texting when my college friend called just to say hello at kung buhay pa ko. Ayun chika to the max kme kung ano na balita sa tropa. She asked me when i'll be leaving the country... and un nga isa-isa na kme naglalayasan ng Pinas. Some of my friends where in Italy, Bahrain, Dubai, Hongkong and ako nga in USA. One of my friend naman is planning to work and migrate in Canada. I told Nikky about it.. you know what he said: "Destiny mo dito love eh..... with ME!" aaaaawwww... kinilig tlga ako.. ang babaw pero coming from the one you love... feeling ko mas mahaba pa ang hair ko kay Rapunzel... We're 9 months married and there are times, we still talked about our wedding... meron pa kmeng ganito gagawin kung mauulit lang ung day na un... so funny talaga... as usual something kalokohan na naman! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy.. every time I think about my husband... nawawala pagod ko... well except for magkaaway kme kse sya nagbibigay sken ng sakit ng ulo! nyahaha! Love you Nikky! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side kwento lang, on my way home, may nakasabay akong 2 guys, with their gestures i know meron silang relationship more than a friendship ok... nyways, naconfirmed kong they have this relationship when the other guy make akbay to his partner... ahehehe... its not malaswa naman since di sila PDA. I just realized na panget pla tlgang tgnan ung guy to guy kesa sa girl to girl. I dont know ha, I guessed Im sanay na since I came from an exclusive school.. pero ewan ko ba... nakakakilig din sila?? nyahaha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116222032239608963?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116222032239608963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116222032239608963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116222032239608963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116222032239608963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/10/one-kilig-day.html' title='One kilig day!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116152821716681552</id><published>2006-10-22T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T09:47:02.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont know what to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another weekend has over and 1 week more to go, its already November.. time flies so fast... 2 more months to go, wer gonna celebrating our 1st year wedding anniversary. Hopefully with God's goodness, I'll be with my husband before the christmas holiday. I really miss him so much.. Everytime i see him in webcam, i can't help myself not to cry. I feel mixed emotions na tlga.. I'll be leaving my family here, but I'll be building my new family there...something like that.. well, its a matter of sacrifice tlga. Anyway, i always think positive naman. I know we will be back soon.. yes we... me, my husband and our baby... hehehe.. sobrang advance ko! hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116152821716681552?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116152821716681552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116152821716681552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116152821716681552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116152821716681552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='I dont know what to say...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116126573501310254</id><published>2006-10-19T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T05:32:35.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayayayay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got  my Agent Form from National Visa Center yesterday. Actually, Nikky sent his copy but until now I havent received it yet. Nyways, right away i sent it back to Nikky naman so he'll be the one to send it to the NVC, wala lang we just want to make sure thou i sent it thru UPS.. hayyy just a 1 piece of paper it costs me $26 or P1,300+  pra mabilis kse wer hesitant to send it thru ordinary mailing.. mahirap na bka mawala pa... you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'll wait again.. by the way, i checked online the case status, they are now processing with the receipt notice dated April 2006. Oh my... mine was May 2006.. meaning it will be process by next month... yahooong yahooo.. nyahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naku khet inaaway ako lagi ni Nikky ok lang.. bsta wer together :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116126573501310254?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116126573501310254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116126573501310254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116126573501310254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116126573501310254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/10/ayayayay.html' title='Ayayayay..'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116092476667532516</id><published>2006-10-15T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:06:06.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its getting closer and closer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After a month of approving my petition, i got my case number na.. now its time to collate the documents included in the packet(this is what they call for the list of the requirements). Nikky and I were very much excited, there's a progress in my paper. Hayyy.. in 2 months time (hoping...) i'll say goodbye pinas and hello america! hehehe.. If ever, it will be our first christmas together.. as in first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Till next time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116092476667532516?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116092476667532516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116092476667532516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116092476667532516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116092476667532516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-getting-closer-and-closer.html' title='Its getting closer and closer...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-116023119068977769</id><published>2006-10-07T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T05:38:24.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of course you've heard of joe d mango. He gives advice on love and&lt;br /&gt;relationships on Wave 89.1. Have u ever wondered what he does when he has&lt;br /&gt;his own&lt;br /&gt;love problems? Does he give advice to himself? Does he handle it very well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's his story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three fridays ago, our guru on relationships, joe d mango, read a letter to his wife on his popular radio program Love Notes. For the past 11 years, he had been giving advice to people who would write him letters about their personal problems. To the surprise of his listeners that friday, instead of reading one of his usual letters,&lt;br /&gt;he read one that he had written himself to his wife Bing. Joe felt that he had to tell his listeners that even someone like him could go through a marital crisis, but that he survived it. Here's how his letter goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our 11 years of marriage it was just the two of us. I never had a close circle of friends and she never had one either. Life for us was just "you and me," day in and day out. We were literally sleeping beside each other for 11 years. It came to point that there was nothing more interesting to talk about. I was aware I was doing that&lt;br /&gt;but I never did anything about it. We were so close yet it seemed like we were so distant. Then came her new circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They recently had an elementary and high school reunion. Remember her persistent suitor since elementary days? He was there. We already had four daughters and the guy had four kids of his own. They exchanged phone numbers. They started to text each other and this bothered me. A big part of it was insecurity and other part was that she once denied that she was texting the guy. I felt bad because she started hiding things from me. Then the guy asked her if they could meet for lunch. It became a source of tension between us. I finally agreed, but before that, I told her that I felt that I was going through the same pain again. I have seen so many&lt;br /&gt;stories like this. If you told me the first part of the story I would already know where it would lead to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing accused me of being a "know-it-all" person. But deep in my heart I knew where she was heading. Why would a married guy see a married girl unless it was for business or professional reasons? Finally, even if it was against my will, I drove her to the meeting place. While I was waiting at the radio station, I wanted to call her but knew it wasn't proper. So I just waited for her to tell me how their&lt;br /&gt;meeting went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she related to me what happened I felt that she was keeping the other details. I was afraid to ask because I wasn't prepared to accept her answers. I told her that it would be best if that was their last meeting. She got mad and told me that I was starting to control her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I saw a small, torn piece of paper that had the words,"lose you" in the trash can at home. I started picking up the pieces of paper and putting them together. She had written: "Felt sad because I felt that this will be our last meeting." "Wanted to hug you..." Before I could figure out what the third one was, Bing was already at my back. She wanted to get the torn pieces of paper back.&lt;br /&gt;She said it was private property. We decided to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, I was able to figure out the third line: "Not sure if afraid to lose you." She had crossed it out and beside it, she had written, "Wanted to cry." That was what hit me. How could you lose something that's not even with you yet? That was a confirmation that she was getting emotionally attached to the guy. We fought because she didn't want to admit it. She said that what she had written was all about friendship and not about love. For the first time in our marriage she asked for&lt;br /&gt;freedom from me. For 11 years we were always together, and now this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had discovered her own little world and wanted to explore it. I didn't want to give it to her but finally I gave in. I told her that she could do anything she wanted and not worry about how I would feel. In fact, I told her that I was planning to leave her and kids for a while so we could give each other the chance to be alone. We decided to give the new arrangement a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, Thursday, I went to work early and she texted me. I never answered back. When I didn't respond, she called me. She said, "I'm sorry. I love you and I miss you." For the first time in our mariage I said, "I love you and I miss you too" with tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized how much I loved her but I also knew how much she wanted her freedom. When I arrived at the station I asked for a leave. My boss advised me to think it over, but he said that he would allow me to on leave. After letting it all out I felt relieved. It was the first time in my life that I asked for advice about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was talking with my boss, a messenger arrived with 12 white roses arranged in a basket. It came from Bing. Then a text message on my cellphone came, "I know that no material things can ease the pain that you're feeling right now, but these flowers signify my pure and sincere intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, a question continued to bug me: "I'm giving you the freedom. Will you choose to stay or go on?" I read the card, and it had the answer to my question: "Dear Dad, I finally realized that I made a very big mistake in choosing a newfound friendship at the expense of our long-time friendship. Please forgive me. I wil always love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bing called the guy and told him that she wanted to end the friendship. He said that they could just text or call each other. Bing said that there was no need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and talked up to 1 am. It was like getting married all over again. We lost each other and found our way back. I do not want to go through the same pain again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday came and it was the first time in the history of Love Notes that I couldn't do Love Notes. I scheduled a replay. When I was at the station at 9am,I composed a letter to Bing. I was asking myself,should I read this or do a replay? I chose to read the letter. It is not unusual to hear people say "I love you because...," but this story has shown us that the deeper and greater love is having to say "I LOVE YOU IN SPITE OF..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-116023119068977769?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/116023119068977769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=116023119068977769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116023119068977769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/116023119068977769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-notes.html' title='Love notes'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115906459096041780</id><published>2006-09-23T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T21:23:10.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Honeymoon Trip</title><content type='html'>Wala lang.. just made another montage.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f6658abf1d057260baf54" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="327" height="290" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=f6658abf1d057260baf54&amp;skin_id=1010&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115906459096041780?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115906459096041780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115906459096041780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115906459096041780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115906459096041780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/09/our-honeymoon-trip.html' title='Our Honeymoon Trip'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115876067901780921</id><published>2006-09-20T08:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T08:57:59.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Secrets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ANNIVERSARIES&lt;br /&gt;Always celebrate! Whether it's the 1st or the 50th, each year together&lt;br /&gt;is a triumph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPRECIATION&lt;br /&gt;Let each other know how much you appreciate each other.&lt;br /&gt;You may already know but hearing it from each other is always better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;Be best friends preferably before being&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend-girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to know each other so the relationship will be a deep one.&lt;br /&gt;Tell each other about your crushes, dreams and problems. Make sure&lt;br /&gt;he/she is your best friend before getting engaged. The strong bond of&lt;br /&gt;friendship will help you both survive tough times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOND&lt;br /&gt;Make it a point to spend time together often but leave room for each&lt;br /&gt;other. Also spend time alone w/ each other, so that at the end of the&lt;br /&gt;day you could both share your experiences. This way, you stay&lt;br /&gt;interesting with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHANGING EACH OTHER&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry an as...le, j.... or a bi.... (an unsuitable person) You'll&lt;br /&gt;never change each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLIMENTS&lt;br /&gt;Always compliment each other.&lt;br /&gt;This will prevent feelings of resentment &amp; thinking that one is being&lt;br /&gt;taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE&lt;br /&gt;Keep doings things that you both enjoy, do them together.&lt;br /&gt;Make time &amp;amp; continue to date to keep the romance - look good, smell good&lt;br /&gt;to maintain physical attraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENCES&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate differences. Never force your ideologies down each other's&lt;br /&gt;throat. Give up trying to turn your&lt;br /&gt;partner into you. Accept differences, appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIGHTS&lt;br /&gt;Fight w/the aim to resolve the issue. Don't outdo each other. The longer&lt;br /&gt;you extend the fight. The more chances that you'll say something hurtful&lt;br /&gt;that you don't really mean. As mad as you were w/ your partner, he/she&lt;br /&gt;is still the person who laughs at your jokes &amp; thinks you're hot. Hear&lt;br /&gt;each other out, don't dig up old issues. Choose your battles. Make sure&lt;br /&gt;the fight will be worth it &amp;amp; that something will change in the&lt;br /&gt;relationship as a result of the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLAWS&lt;br /&gt;Know that the perfect person does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;Know that just as there are things&lt;br /&gt;that you love about him/her, there will be things that will make you go&lt;br /&gt;crazy. We are only human with our own flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN&lt;br /&gt;Have fun together! This means keeping the fun &amp; spontaneity that was&lt;br /&gt;there in the early days.&lt;br /&gt;Allow yourselves to get silly - shower together, pee w/the door open&lt;br /&gt;etc. Being able to make each other laugh &amp;amp; see the lighter, crazier,&lt;br /&gt;absurd side is the best way to get through all the differences in&lt;br /&gt;personalities, adjustments in lifestyle &amp; opposing viewpoints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOALS&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you have similar&lt;br /&gt;goals.&lt;br /&gt;It would be difficult to keep your bond intact if your views are&lt;br /&gt;complete opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRUDGES&lt;br /&gt;Quit tabulating grudges. Let it off. Discuss it, then trash it, don't&lt;br /&gt;recycle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEPING IT HOT&lt;br /&gt;Keep it hot by traveling to diff. places together.&lt;br /&gt;A new setting will do wonders. Always have skin contact - be it holding&lt;br /&gt;hands, a massage or just plain leg rubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie or hide things. The problem will only get bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNOW EACH OTHER&lt;br /&gt;Learn each other's interest. It really keeps the conversation flowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUG&lt;br /&gt;A hug can be far better more intimate than a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDENTITY&lt;br /&gt;Don't lose your personality - that's why he/she fell in love w/you. Have&lt;br /&gt;separate interest &amp;amp; activities to keep your individual,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to be able to contribute more to the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INDEPENDENCE&lt;br /&gt;Having your own income means you're the boss in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN-LAWS&lt;br /&gt;Make rooms for the in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTENTIONS&lt;br /&gt;Wish each other well. Don't wish each other worst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISSUES&lt;br /&gt;Speak up about the awkward stuff now,like money &amp;amp; sex. The earlier, the&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN&lt;br /&gt;Listen, listen, listen. Hear each other out especially during arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK GOOD&lt;br /&gt;Mind your appearance! Stay fit &amp; healthy for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;It all boils down to your love, chemistry &amp;amp; respect for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORIES&lt;br /&gt;Remind each other of the old days. Do something that you used to do for&lt;br /&gt;each other before. It may even be corny but it made you two together.&lt;br /&gt;Experience new things together- from dining into a new restaurant to&lt;br /&gt;experiencing street food together to exploring to new places. It's the&lt;br /&gt;little surprises that make great memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIND READING&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long you've been together, do not think that&lt;br /&gt;you can read each other's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEEDS&lt;br /&gt;Be good to yourself,then be good to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;That's what love is all about. Think about your partner. Will it make&lt;br /&gt;him/her happy?&lt;br /&gt;Will she/he enjoy it? Consider each other's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Be very attentive &amp; sensitive to each other's needs, physically &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;emotionally, that way your partner learns to do the same for you. Never&lt;br /&gt;take your partner for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIORITIES&lt;br /&gt;If one says it's important, then it is! Prioritize each other among&lt;br /&gt;other things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give each other space. Have dates with your girlfriends, have your boy's&lt;br /&gt;night out. If you can't trust each other with this, then don't get&lt;br /&gt;married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY&lt;br /&gt;Say sorry when you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISES&lt;br /&gt;No matter how long you've known each other, be open to surprises, both&lt;br /&gt;good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEAMWORK&lt;br /&gt;Think for two &amp; always work as a team.&lt;br /&gt;Consult each other before making a decision because everything will&lt;br /&gt;always affect both of you. Strengthen couple power. In many ways, we&lt;br /&gt;have to decide based on what is best for the relationship in favor of&lt;br /&gt;our individual selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORT&lt;br /&gt;Support each other's dream. Be willing to follow your passions,&lt;br /&gt;support your partner in his/her decisions &amp;amp; create new ones together.&lt;br /&gt;Two heads are better than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TALK&lt;br /&gt;Tell each other's stories. Life goes by so fast &amp; its easy to see how&lt;br /&gt;easily couple can grow apart. Whenever something funny, scary, exciting&lt;br /&gt;or juicy happened to you or to someone you know, tell each other about&lt;br /&gt;it &amp;amp; have your partner do the same. Keep each other in the loop of life,&lt;br /&gt;even by email if you have to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115876067901780921?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115876067901780921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115876067901780921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115876067901780921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115876067901780921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/09/relationship-secrets.html' title='Relationship Secrets'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115807471624353824</id><published>2006-09-12T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T10:39:01.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One crazy day!</title><content type='html'>Last night, i texted Nikky to call up the National Visa Center (NVC) to follow up my petition. When i checked my email in the office, here's what he said: "Good am Love! I'm sad! I'll call you regarding the petition. i love you"..... its so weird, he greeted me a good morning knowing his message will not be a good one.. huh?? heheh...  i was in teary eyed.. dont know what to do, dont know what to say (my heart is flowing in tears.. nyahaaha. tama ba?) nyway, i texted and emailed him that i dont want to hear anything... blah blah... no reply! so i go back to my work, thinking that everything is alright thou i cant help not think of it. But knowing Nikky, he loves joking on me. But of course, i dont want to be sure maybe this time its for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, he called in a very sad voice, feeling desperate. here's our conversation:&lt;br /&gt;Wella: Love, what? why??&lt;br /&gt;Nikky: Did you get my email?&lt;br /&gt;W: No, what about it?&lt;br /&gt;N: Just wait for it&lt;br /&gt;W: Why dont you just tell me now? (i dont know whats my tone.. mad? nervous? ewan!!)&lt;br /&gt;N: They said that our application might took 1 to 2 years since they have this security measures ek-ek.. ano you got it na?&lt;br /&gt;W: (down na ung voice ko) oh no.. nakakaiyak naman love.. (nakayuko na ko sa desk while talking to him since malapit na kong maiyak) d ko pa narereceived&lt;br /&gt;N: Just read it... nababadtrip lang ako... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So may i check na naman ulit ako ng email... finally i received it (2 emails with matching sad face as a subject)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W: Love eto narecieved ko na..&lt;br /&gt;N: Ok read it&lt;br /&gt;scroll down... read some of a few lines... &lt;br /&gt;down...&lt;br /&gt;W: The above petition has been approved. HOLY SHIT!!!! Love nakakaasar ka!!&lt;br /&gt;N: LOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;W: Kita mo na kung di pa kita inutusan jan na ifollow up d nten malalaman...&lt;br /&gt;N: Nakafilter pla ung email ko kya pla d ko mabasa sa inbox ko, sa junk mail napunta (he registered kse sa email notifications)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay grabe, kgabi lang i checked their case online status, ganon pa rin tapos bglang ganito na.. ay naiyak ako a little kse nakakahiya naman humagolgol di ba no! Hayyy... same old Nikky... he loves to surprise me.. coz he knows na i hate it. I always tell him not to do that again, but still he enjoys it! Khet ayaw ko ng ganon, i still love him coz he makes me happy in the end. hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115807471624353824?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115807471624353824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115807471624353824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115807471624353824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115807471624353824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-crazy-day.html' title='One crazy day!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115755303787031327</id><published>2006-09-06T09:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T10:26:14.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look alike..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was kinda bored! Dont know what site i can browse with, so i've decided to take a look of our pictures. I was amused kse I realized na may resemblance kme. Actually I've noticed that before when everybody was telling me (i dont know with Nikky) that wer look a like... Huwattt!!! Gnyan ang look ko pag lalaki ako!!! nyahaha! Anyway, some says because matagal na kme. Gosh wer a decade na next year! Pero hello, wer far apart kaya.. so i dont think d naman nagkakabaliktad ung face namen everytime magksama kme. I remembered when wer just a month then or 2 months ata bsta... sumakay kme ng tryke.. sabi nung driver "kambal ba kyo???" wow hanep ang sweet naman nmen magkapatid! nyahaha! pero nagulat tlga kme kse ang dami na nga nagsasabi na magkamukha kme... and lagi naman namen pinagtatalunan kung sino matanda smen.. ahehehe... pinatulan! cguro pag nagka-baby kme, di alam kung knino kamukha.. hehehe.. here are some proofs, ewan ko lang sa mga paningin nyo ha! hehehe! yan lang.. tamad na kong magpost... ahihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/prenup2%20215.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/prenup2%20215.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;&lt; look at the bangs.. pareho pang nagulo ng wind! ahehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/DSCF0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/DSCF0353.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115755303787031327?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115755303787031327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115755303787031327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115755303787031327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115755303787031327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/09/look-alike.html' title='Look alike..'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115686621724202007</id><published>2006-08-29T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T10:43:38.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss him...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our 7th wedding monthsary. Time flies so fast.. hayyy!!! Wala lang.. nag-eemote lang ako... I just watched the photo montage i made and browsing again our wedding album. Naiiyak ako kse miss ko na tlga si Nikky. Can't wait to see him na tlga.. thou nalulungkot din ako when i think of my family here. When i was a kid kse d ako nagbabakasyon sa mga relatives ko.. gusto ko lagi ko ksama mommy ko. I cant say na im a mommy's girl or daddy's girl, msyado lang akong  close sa knila.. since malaki rin nman ung age gap nmen ng sister ko before and after me, so naging baby tlga ako. But of course, its part of the marriage life, kailangan tlga namen bumukod to stand on our own.. sad lang kse super layo.. miles away! ano ba bat ba ko ganito?? o sya un lang... senti mode muna!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115686621724202007?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115686621724202007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115686621724202007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115686621724202007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115686621724202007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-miss-him.html' title='I miss him...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115625968982867208</id><published>2006-08-22T09:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T10:14:55.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FLAMES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When i was still studying, pag d ako nakikinig sa teacher ko, pero sulat ako ng sulat.. isa lang ibig sabihin non.. nagfflames ako.. nyahaha.. Naubos na ang notebook ko kakaflames. Ang daming meaning ng mga letters ng FLAMES, ung A daw means angry, pero ung iba attraction, ung E means enemy, pero ung iba naman engaged daw un... kaloka ha.. pero mas nakakaloka ung result nung ginawa ko smen dalawa ni nikky. hi-tech na ko kya online flames yan.. online flames calculator to be exact.. nyahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/flames.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/flames.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang weird, kse ung result nung each names "married" pero ung total... "angry". huh?? ano daw???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try nyo visit http://www.thedigitalpinoy.com/flames.php&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115625968982867208?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115625968982867208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115625968982867208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115625968982867208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115625968982867208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/flames.html' title='FLAMES'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115617194314438758</id><published>2006-08-21T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T09:52:53.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our AVP from Kenneth Uy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ngyon ko lang napost 'to kse before d ko sya maupload sa youtube since d ko pa sya nacoconvert. Iba kse ung ginamit na program ni Kenneth. Anyways, mejo panget lang ung pagkaka-upload ko, pagtygaan nyo na lang... Andito ung mga baby pix namen... ahihi... at kung ano-ano pang mga pictures. Actually, wala 'tong preview.. tlgang pinanood namen sya on the day, kse gusto namen masurprise din kme. Pero pinanood naman nmen kay Rowie, pra naman atleast malaman namen kung oks na. Enjoy watching na lang! Hey ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BbEmKrpNsX4"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BbEmKrpNsX4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115617194314438758?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115617194314438758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115617194314438758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115617194314438758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115617194314438758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-avp-from-kenneth-uy.html' title='Our AVP from Kenneth Uy'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115591562781127493</id><published>2006-08-18T10:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:47:45.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 pic 2 style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wondered why are this their fave pic? Am i beautiful here or mas beautiful ako pag half view lang... nyahaha! Pero infairness, maganda naman tlga! of course love ur own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/By%20Mai.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/By%20Mai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one was made by my dear friend Mai. Since masyado na syang bored sa buhay nya, kya pinagtripan nya 'to. hehe... cge mai, magtrippings ka pa.. napapakinabangan ko eh, hehehehe! When she sent it to me, nabuhay na naman ako sa pagdidigiscrap. Kya lang, tlgang kailangan magself study at maging experimental, don ako bglang tinamad..hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/IMG_8591a.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/IMG_8591a.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eto naman was made by Kenneth Uy. Sabi ko nga kay mai, ginawan din ako ng ganyan ni kenneth, parehong-pareho. She was inspired by it, kya gumawa sya. Tlgang naggoglow ang byuti ko.. este ung bouquet ko. nyahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you two, thanks thanks thanks! Sa ngayon, kailangan ko muna sipagin magresearch on how to do na yan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115591562781127493?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115591562781127493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115591562781127493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115591562781127493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115591562781127493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/1-pic-2-style.html' title='1 pic 2 style'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115573308098718686</id><published>2006-08-16T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T07:58:36.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bloopers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend emailed this...a compilation of wedding videos..  wala naman nangyaring ganito sa wedding ko.. sa inyo ba meron? so funny.. cguro kung meron nangyaring ganito sa wedding ko.. malamang isusumpa ako nung taong un, kse ikakalat ko tlga! nyahaha! enjoy watching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9mP71l_fRUI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9mP71l_fRUI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115573308098718686?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115573308098718686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115573308098718686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115573308098718686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115573308098718686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/wedding-bloopers.html' title='Wedding Bloopers'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115535292861986775</id><published>2006-08-11T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:22:08.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful weddings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend Jacque told us that we were included in this mag, may complimentary copy kse sya... may article kc sya dito, visit her blog im sure pinost na nya don.. hehehe. Its just a post wedding announcement... ok lang atleast di ba nalagay kme sa magazine. Nahirapan nga ako makahanap nito eh, lahat di pa daw sila nakakaorder. I asked Jacque, wat pic ung nilagay don, kse i sent i think around 3 pictures.. ang sagot ba naman sken, "yung trademark picture nyo, ung naghahamon ka ng away". nyahahaaa!!! ang astig ko daw kse eh.. ewan ko ba bat ganon ang aking projek! Mabuti na lang it turned out stunning! nyahaha! stunning amp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/Mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/Mag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/Pic%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/Pic%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/IMG_9050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/IMG_9050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115535292861986775?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115535292861986775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115535292861986775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115535292861986775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115535292861986775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-weddings.html' title='Beautiful weddings...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115479749679549561</id><published>2006-08-05T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:05:31.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another photo montage</title><content type='html'>Wala na naman ako magawa! Enjoy watching! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=f0157c11a5aecd0501fbd" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="372" height="344" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;p=f0157c11a5aecd0501fbd&amp;skin_id=1009&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left:2px;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:6px;color:#000;padding-top:0px;height:11px;text-align:center;width:372px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115479749679549561?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115479749679549561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115479749679549561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115479749679549561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115479749679549561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-photo-montage.html' title='Another photo montage'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115479143374252165</id><published>2006-08-05T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T10:23:53.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another digiscrap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Until now, im not yet over with our wedding pix...wala kse akong latest photos.. na matino! hehehe! At d masyado gumagana ang aking creative mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/Wella.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/Wella.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115479143374252165?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115479143374252165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115479143374252165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115479143374252165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115479143374252165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-digiscrap.html' title='Another digiscrap...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115444558678513502</id><published>2006-08-01T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:22:53.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After i posted re apartment... as usual, nagreact na naman ang asawa ko.. "ang mahal naman love nyan... simple na yan sa lagay na yan ha.. cge lets wait and see once u get here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko pa alam kung ano tlga ang theme ko sa house.. modern? classic? mala-palasyo ba? wooden? Naku ano naman kya ang magiging reaction nya dito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/living%20room(high).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/living%20room%28high%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice living room di ba. Nsa building pa yan.. very spacious and gusto ko onti lang ung mga gamit kse for sure wala naman kmeng katulong at wala naman akong choice at ako ang maglilinis nyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the kitchen and the dining area. Sympre gusto ko ung nanjan lang ung kusina malapit sa dining, para madali magligpit.. hehehe.... you counter don pwede rin gawing bar.. nax! wag na maraming mababasag! nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/bedroom(high).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/bedroom%28high%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A newly renovated masters bedroom!!! ang OA ng renovation! nyahaha! Pag ganito room ko, naku khet d na ko lumabas ng bahay.. maghapon akong nakahilata! Ang sosyal ng lights ko, chandelier! Pero ayoko naman na ganon kataas ung headboard ko.. hehehe... sayang ang wallpaper! nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/bathroom(high).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/bathroom%28high%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kung dati minsanan lang ako maligo, pero pag ganito ang banyo ko khet maya't-maya maliligo ako! nyahahaa! khet pulmonyahin ako wa care! nyahaha! At marmol ang flooring, hindi tiles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115444558678513502?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115444558678513502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115444558678513502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115444558678513502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115444558678513502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-dream-house.html' title='My dream house'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115419667646085697</id><published>2006-07-29T12:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T10:22:16.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The interior of our apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since wala pa ko sa states, I just want our apartment to look like this: (Love, im sure u gonna tell me this again, "Wer not rich!") ... i know... hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/living%20room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/living%20room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIVING ROOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos di ba.. very relaxing! Pwede for informal and formal gatherings. Very cozy. Khet wala na ung plant sa side. Ganda ng lighting and color ng walls. Khet nga wala ng lampshade eh... Tama lang ung size ng centertable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/dining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/dining.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE DINING ROOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since wer still starting, eto muna ung style ng aming dining area... less furnitures, thou d naman boring kumain.. and besides d ko type ung mga madaming gamit sa dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/bedroom(low).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/bedroom%28low%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MASTERS BEDROOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sympre pa, ang aming lovely bedroom... lovely kse dito kme maglalabing-labing.. nyahahaha! ang corny!!! Ang sarap mahiga dito no! May curtains pa, pero khet wala na yan. Feeling ko super lambot ng bed and pillows at madali ako makakatulog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong style ng bathroom and kitchen, since konti lang naman ang mga ilalagay don.. at sympre, pagtira naman nmen don e ayos na un.. d n namen pwede galawin pa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115419667646085697?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115419667646085697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115419667646085697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115419667646085697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115419667646085697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/interior-of-our-apartment.html' title='The interior of our apartment'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115408785743450295</id><published>2006-07-28T06:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T01:17:57.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half a year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/Nikky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/Nikky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its already been 6 months when we got married. The days went so fast. For the last 5 months, even if we're far apart, we've discovered some things in one another, postive or negative. But nevertheless, we're very much happy and excited to be together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th monthsary, LOVE! I Love You So Much! Missing You Always! Mwah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115408785743450295?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115408785743450295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115408785743450295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115408785743450295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115408785743450295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/half-year.html' title='Half a year...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115383356830716538</id><published>2006-07-25T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T09:06:57.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger problem</title><content type='html'>Kainis naman ung blogger.... im having a hard time to post... gggrrrrr!!!! ung mga pix na dapat kong ipost, d ma-post! linchak tlga!!! Ilang araw na kyang sira!!! kailangan magreklamo sa kinauukulan!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115383356830716538?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115383356830716538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115383356830716538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115383356830716538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115383356830716538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/blogger-problem.html' title='Blogger problem'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115341067585732842</id><published>2006-07-20T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T07:18:23.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Secrets to a happy marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As usual, mga mega tips na naman ito.. ay wish ko lang khet isa dito maapply ko... in the future! and i hope this helps sa inyo... sa mga pinagpopost ko dito.. feeling ko marriage counselor na ko.. nyahaha! bagong karir ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Don't change him, change you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only he would help with the laundry. If only he would flirt with me more. Every time I thought like this, I became frustrated. Making a list of things for him to change rendered me completely powerless. So I decided to change what I did. Now when my husband runs out of clean shirts, I simply say, "Want me to show you how to run the washer?" And when I flirt with him first, he flirts right back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Play by his rules (sometimes)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think it was manipulative and antifeminist when women would heap praise on their husbands and then ask for their help. I didn't want to trick my husband; I wanted us to be equals. Now I know that communicating with a man ‑- especially my man ‑- in a way that makes him feel good isn't the same as playing games. When he does the same for me, I don't feel undermined, but understood and appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Survey your inner landscape. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever else I changed in my life ‑- a new neighborhood, a bigger house, even a different marriage ‑- there was always one constant: me. Once or twice, I made a big change, like getting a new job or ending a relationship, only to discover that the frustrations in my life hadn't evaporated. What really needed tailoring was me: my attitudes, my thinking, my capacity to feel satisfied. A change can widen your horizons and get you excited about life again. Sometimes, though, the improvement should be internal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Stay in the driver's seat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that you're in control of your life. In my first marriage, I didn't feel very sexy or polished. The minute the divorce was final, I decided to transform myself into who I really wanted to be. But the divorce wasn't responsible for my sudden makeover. I did that all by myself. So I could have done it while I was married, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Talk about the good and the bad.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arguments with my husband used to scare me. If we were so in love, how could we disagree so passionately? But over the years, I've had arguments that have dramatically boosted the level of intimacy between my mate and me. Sometimes understanding comes quietly during a sweet moment. Other times it strikes like a bolt of lightning, when he suddenly yells what he's been afraid to say, and I finally know what's bothering him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Be your own spin doctor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I bring up past wrongs, I still think they need to be righted. A man just thinks he's being raked over the coals again. Before bringing up old business, I try to use a positive approach: "Remember when we talked before about spending less money? Have you thought any more about that? I'd like to hear what you think." That usually works better than a surprise attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Talk less, do more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk too much. You probably do, too. For women, conversation is how we solve problems. We like to talk. Most men like to do. Thinking back, I probably talked a few issues right into the ground. I've found that whenever I replace talk with action, I have greater success. Instead of telling him you want a long, delicious good-bye kiss, grab his lapels and show him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Love the flaws.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband is there for every grumpy morning, every bad-hair day and every time you lose a wrestling match with your panty hose. This used to seem unglamorous to me, like the bloom fading off the rose. Now I see a deeper love in the day-to-day existence. Anyone can carry on a grand passion from a distance. It takes a real lover to adore a human being, warts and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Realize that men are the same.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not just your husband. After four fellas, I can reliably state that no man believes his wife when she hears a noise at night, thinks there are mice in the house or knows the directions to an out-of-town retreat. Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Realize that men are different.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man wants to be blamed for mistakes some other guy made. A husband deserves the benefit of the doubt and to be appreciated for his own unique gifts and contributions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. Ignore the small stuff. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing living quarters is tough, whether your roomie is a friend or a husband. Everyone has an opinion about where to keep the butter and which brand of mustard to buy. I used to think my husband had to agree with me or else he didn't love me. Now I just buy both kinds of mustard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Choose your big battles wisely. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each marriage, my husband and I had some unspoken agreement in which we picked the issues we would disagree over. We returned again and again to the same unresolved arguments. I finally realized I was choosing to fight these fights. Now I agree to disagree and drop the topic. He doesn't see it my way? So what. Those differences don't mean we're not in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Set yourself free.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I felt backed into a corner, I wanted to blame my husband for making me feel trapped. But the truth was that most traps were of my own invention. I wanted us to move, but I didn't want the kids to switch schools. I wanted to go back to work, but I didn't want to put the kids into day care. Now whenever I feel trapped, I list my options. It takes some looking sometimes, but I can always find alternatives that make me feel like I have choices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Don't play Freud.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I understood every psychological nuance of my husband's actions didn't mean he was longing for me to explain them. In fact, when I tried to, our arguments grew more heated. It took me a while to learn that even if I had some insight, I shouldn't automatically play therapist. Instead, I learned to use any understanding I'd gained to empathize with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Don't take love for granted.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexual attraction and deep love are powerful, but they are also delicate. When a relationship gets bumped, by broken vows or thoughtless actions, it can bruise. Sometimes I wanted to return to the way I felt right before a rift occurred, but I couldn't always find my way back. I realize now that long-term love deserves the same gentle respect as a brand-new crush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Don't confuse dating with marriage.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once thought that I could predict what marriage to a particular man would be like. In retrospect, I know that only living together, day after day, will show you what being married to that man is really like. But by then if you learn it won't work, it's too late. Maybe the solution is to skip the dinner date (how realistic a trial run of marriage is that?) and instead take a five-hour car trip in sweltering heat with a bad map and three crying kids in the backseat. By the time you reach Topeka, you'll know if you could live with the guy or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Stop finger-pointing.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my husbands was a great blame-assigner. Never mind the problem, whose fault was it? I didn't care who did it; I just wanted a solution. We went round and round until I tried something new. One day I reassured him at the beginning of a discussion that he was not to blame; I just needed to talk with him and get his valuable input. His scowl lightened, his mood lifted, and he began to solve problems with me, like a partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Handle his ego with care.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when my tone was sweet and my message loving, each husband was quick to feel criticized. For years, I could not believe that a simple request to rinse the dishes before loading them in the dishwasher could truly wound a big, tough guy. Yet the evidence was right there in front of me: He'd rinse, pout and never rinse a dish again. Men want to be perfect ‑- just the way they are ‑- so any request to do things differently can be interpreted as criticism, even if you don't mean it that way. Instead, I've learned to talk about the problem rather than his actions. Not "When you don't rinse, the dishes stay dirty," but "I notice the dishes aren't getting very clean. Do you think it's the soap, or the dishwasher, or...?" He'll jump in and suggest rinsing them first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Flirt, flirt, flirt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl at school told my son he was "hot biscuits." My husband said rather wistfully, "I wish someone would tell me that!" Men love being adored, and it's fun to adore your man. Sneak your hand into his at a party. Whisper a sexy thought in his ear. Or just tell him that, to you, he's hot biscuits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115341067585732842?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115341067585732842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115341067585732842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115341067585732842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115341067585732842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/19-secrets-to-happy-marriage.html' title='19 Secrets to a happy marriage'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115305887063437654</id><published>2006-07-16T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T09:07:50.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Commandments of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put your spouse before your mother, your father, your son and your daughter--your mate is your lifelong companion. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not abuse your body with excessive food, tobacco, drink or any foreign substance that goes into your arm or up your nose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember the cleanliness is a virtue. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Willingly share all your worldly goods with your mate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not forget to say "I LOVE YOU" even though your love may be constant, your spouse needs to hear those cherished words often. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember that the approval of your spouse is worth far more than the adoring glances of a hundered strangers, so be true to them and forsake all others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Permit neither your business nor your hobby to make you a stranger to your spouse. The most precious gift you can give is time! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep your home in good repair, because out of it comes the joys of old age (not to mention it's resale value).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Forgive with grace, because who amongst us does not need to be forgiven? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take these commandments to heart, and your children will grow up to bless you...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115305887063437654?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115305887063437654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115305887063437654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115305887063437654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115305887063437654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/10-commandments-of-love.html' title='10 Commandments of Love'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115288605572813806</id><published>2006-07-14T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T09:11:22.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notice of Action</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yahooo.... Nikky received this notice of action... what does it mean??? it means.. wla lang! joke! it means tlgang napprocess na ang aking papers, at fly fly america na ang byuti ko! Medyo late na nga 'tong post ko, kse last June pa nya narecieve 'to... d naman masyadong excited si Nikky at tlgang ngyon lang nya naalala na ipadala sken 'to... my gudness!!! thou sinabi na nya sken.. hayyy... konting tiis na lang... darating din tyo jan... sisigaw na lang ako ng "america.. here i come!" nyahaha! ooopppsss, sana d mausog.. hehehe.. more step to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/scan0001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/scan0001.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115288605572813806?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115288605572813806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115288605572813806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115288605572813806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115288605572813806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/notice-of-action.html' title='Notice of Action'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115262356333612795</id><published>2006-07-11T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:12:43.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pork pineapple or Pineapple pork?</title><content type='html'>Nikky emailed me, he saw the pix i posted... ang daming corrections... pero natawa naman sya mga nilagay ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture # 1 - Its not potatoes... its pineapple pla... aba malay ko!!! He took out the bones of the pork, na akala ko e nilaga! nyahaha! e kse di ba meron potatoes ang nilaga?? nyahaha!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture # 2 - Its not nuggets... its honey barbeque chicken... ay naku.. malay ko rin.. e sa gnyan ang mga box ng chicken nuggets dito eh... nyahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Picture # 3 - ung ps2 daw nya e nandon sa may DVD... san un... d ko rin alam... ayayayaay! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115262356333612795?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115262356333612795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115262356333612795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115262356333612795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115262356333612795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/pork-pineapple-or-pineapple-pork.html' title='Pork pineapple or Pineapple pork?'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115254877400997439</id><published>2006-07-10T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T11:34:52.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally... our new apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nikky already lives here! He moved in last July 1. He celebrated his birthday in our new place. Medyo d clear ung mga pix since he just used a celfone cam. Na sken kse ung digicam eh... nyahaha! Ung mga captions ako na lang naglagay non.. Sa kitchen muna tyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He cooked this... ano 'to? malay ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/cereal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/cereal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's fave breakfast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ref.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ref.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As of now yan lang muna laman ng ref namen.. malamang d pa sya nakakapag-grocery... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/dvd.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/dvd.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other side of the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/pc%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/pc%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That doggie there... before Nikky has a puppy, a Siberian Husky (tama ba spelling ko??).. but he have to send it back to the owner since d nila kayang alagaan... he cried! as of now makontento muna sya sa stuff toy! heheeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/pc.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/pc.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/sala%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/sala%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling ni Nikky isa syang japanese at wala syang kama... actually sa house tlga nila, since sa attic ung room nya, no need for a kama... kutchon ayos na! actually mas gusto nga nya un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/sala%202.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/sala%202.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As of now, e jan muna sya... since wala pa ko... ung room, d na nya kinuhaan ng pic since walang laman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/tv.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/tv.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eto ang mga kalat nya este ang kanyang buhay! kulang pa yan.... and there's the 2 bears i gave him... and he gave me a big as in ung malaking teddy bear... ang weird kse nag-exchange stuff kme sa mismong store! natawa nga smen ung mga sales lady eh... i think that was year 2002. i really love that hugging bear.. i saw that on tv.. sabi ko i wanna buy that... ung malaki kya lang d magkakasya sa luggage ni Nikky... aliw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115254877400997439?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115254877400997439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115254877400997439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115254877400997439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115254877400997439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-our-new-apartment.html' title='Finally... our new apartment'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115224941674503225</id><published>2006-07-07T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:19:56.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>46 Clues Your Partner is Having an Affair</title><content type='html'>I found this article, wala lang... d naman ako dudera no! i believe my instinct! gusto ko lang ipost bket ba... d naman ako defensive no! nyahaha!  e sympre not all times kailangan good article ang ilalagay ko dito... at super explain pa ko ah! cge eto na nga... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of these are "tongue in cheek" while others are tell tale signs that commonly appear when someone is having an affair. There is no copyright. Feel free to forward to those who might be interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You find birth-control pills in her medicine cabinet, and you've had a vasectomy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Mutual friends start acting strangely toward you. (They either know about the cheating or have been told stories about what a horrible wife or girlfriend you are.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) He stops confiding in you and seeking advice from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sets up a new e-mail account and doesn't tell you about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) He leaves the house in the morning smelling like Irish Spring and returns in the evening smelling like Safeguard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) She joins the gym and begins a rigorous workout program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) She buys a cell phone and doesn't let you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) He sets up a separate cell phone account that is billed to his office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) He carries condoms, and you are on the pill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Begins to delete all incoming phone calls from the caller ID. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Deletes all incoming e-mails when they used to accumulate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) He becomes "accusatory," asking if you are being true to him, usually out of guilt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Raises hypothetical questions such as, "Do you think it's possible to love more than one person at a time?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) He buys himself new underwear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) He insists the child seat, toys, etc., are kept out of his car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) She stops wearing her wedding ring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Has a sudden desire to be helpful with the laundry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Has unexplained scratches or bruises on his or her neck or back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Suddenly wants to try new love techniques. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) He/she fairly suddenly stops having sex with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) He/she suddenly wants more sex, more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Supposedly works a lot of overtime, but it never shows up on the pay stub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Picks fights in order to stomp out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) You find out by accident he or she took vacation day or personal time off from work - but supposedly worked on those days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Shows a sudden interest in a different type of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Spouse's co-workers are uncomfortable in your presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Has a sudden preoccupation with his or her appearance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Spends an excessive amount of time on the computer, especially after you have gone to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) He throws up a lot because he just ate at his mistress's house and had to eat the dinner I prepared when he got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Your spouse is away from home, either nights or on trips, more than previously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) His/her clothes smell of an unfamiliar perfume or after-shave. You see lipstick on your husband's shirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) The amount of money being deposited into your checking account drops off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) You find items of intimate apparel or other small gift-type items that you did not give your spouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Your spouse seems less comfortable around you and is "touchy" and easily moved to anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) You get calls where the caller hangs up when he or she hears your voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) He/she loses attention in the activities in the home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Your intuition (gut feeling) tells you that something is not right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) He/she has a definite change in attitude towards everyone in the home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) She uses a low voice or whisper on the phone or hangs up quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) She has a "glow" about her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Atypical erratic behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) He sneaks out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) She sleeps with her purse by the bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) She goes to the store for groceries and comes home 5 hours later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) He tells you can get hold of him at a different telephone number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) The telltale sign of a cheating spouse? Having to ask that question in the first place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115224941674503225?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115224941674503225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115224941674503225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115224941674503225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115224941674503225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/46-clues-your-partner-is-having-affair.html' title='46 Clues Your Partner is Having an Affair'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115218940871811573</id><published>2006-07-06T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T07:36:48.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjustment Tips for a Good Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/adjustment_tips_for_a_good_marriage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/adjustment_tips_for_a_good_marriage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Research has shown that partners of successful marriages make some definite changes in their outlook. It helps them to maintain a marriage, confront the changes and have a happy time together. Here are a few things you might adapt in your own married life to make a change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very outset be aware that you are starting a new life separate from the family you have had so far. You don’t have to distance yourself from your family, but the new family you are starting is definitely not an extension of your parental family. Expect the life values and experiences to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have room for intimacy and identity as well as each other’s space and identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put in the work for a pleasurable and loving sexual relationship. Do not allow intrusions from workplace and your extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that the arrival of children is going to make a difference in your marriage. Be prepared for this, so that you are giving the best to your children as well as your togetherness as a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not always a pleasure ride. Confront the crises and have trust in each other. It is a blessing to be able to count on each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the channels of communication open. Partners should be able to express their feelings including anger and different views in a safe environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have humor and laughter in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encourage and support your partner. You should be nurturing and caring for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep the romance of the early years alive, but be prepared for the sober realities as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that good marriages are not born, but they are created from the effort the partners put in. It involves learning from each other and changing one’s attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115218940871811573?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115218940871811573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115218940871811573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115218940871811573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115218940871811573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/adjustment-tips-for-good-marriage.html' title='Adjustment Tips for a Good Marriage'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115209953055806169</id><published>2006-07-05T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T07:13:52.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enhancing Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRUST&lt;/strong&gt; is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer. When she was going to cut off the line, she Heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB.Sorry, I got the number from my Husband's pocket but I do not know whose&lt;br /&gt;number it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO POINTING FINGERS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?"&lt;br /&gt;The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticize your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong. Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than&lt;br /&gt;you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at. This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we forgive the others, others will ignore our mistake too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CREATING PERFECT RELATIONSHIPS? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="264" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.5.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous , sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my&lt;br /&gt;leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand you need television."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband ,because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife. Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO OVERPOWERING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another,or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage. Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouse character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT SPEECH &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other,we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted,"Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me.Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker." She answered ,"You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship. It's like a broken egg - cannot be reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONAL PERCEPTION &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home,a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?"Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them. Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman."&lt;br /&gt;The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey. Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the only choice left. Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river. You can never have everyone praise you, nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE PATIENT &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.10.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery &amp; saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy,I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home &amp;amp; committed&lt;br /&gt;suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones &amp;amp; hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115209953055806169?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115209953055806169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115209953055806169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115209953055806169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115209953055806169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/enhancing-relationships.html' title='Enhancing Relationships'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115201705250392877</id><published>2006-07-04T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:24:00.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advices To Husbands (and Wives)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is Nikky's birthday... ayos ba gift ko sa knya... both naman kme magbebenefit eh... wish ko lang mabasa nya... hehehe! Happy Birthday Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lecture is from Sheikh Abdullah Adhami. Kya there are words na muslim... pero catholic ako ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By getting married you are not just getting a wife, you are getting your whole world. From now until the rest of your days your wife will be your partner, your companion, and your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;She will share your moments, your days, and your years. She will share your joys and sorrows, your successes and failures, your dreams and your fears. When you are ill, she will take the best care of you; when you need help, she will do all she can for you; when you have a secret, she will keep it; when you need advice, she will give you the best advice. She will always be with you: when you wake up in the morning the first thing your eyes will see will be her; during the day, she will be with you, if for a moment she is not with you by her physical body, she will be thinking of you, praying for you with all her heart, mind, and soul; when you go to sleep at night, the last thing your eyes will see will be her; and when you are asleep you will still see her in your dreams. In short, she will be your whole world and you will be her whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best description that I personally have ever read describing the closeness of the spouses to each other is the Quranic verse which says: "they are your garments and you are their garments" Indeed, spouses are like garments to each other because they provide one another with the protection, the comfort, the cover, the support, and the adornment that garments provide to humans. Just imagine a journey in the winter of Alaska without garments! Our spouses provide us with the same level of comfort, protection, cover, and support in the journey of our lives on this earth as garments would do in the Alaska journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship between the spouses is the most amazing of all human relations: the amount of love and affection, intimacy and closeness, mercy and compassion, peace and tranquility that fills the hearts of the spouses is simply inexplicable. The only rational explanation for these most amazing of all human feelings is that: it is an act of God. Only God Almighty in His infinite power, boundless mercy, and great wisdom can create and ingrain these amazing feelings in the hearts of the spouses. In fact God is reminding those who search for His signs in the universe that these feelings in the hearts of the spouses are among the signs that should guide humans to His existence as He says in the Quran," And among His signs is this, that He created for you mates from among yourselves that you may dwell in tranquility with them and He has put love and mercy between your hearts: verily in that are signs for those who reflect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the human heart is not a static entity, it is very dynamic. Feelings can and do change with time. Love may wither and fade away. The marital bond might weaken if not properly cared for. Happiness in marriage cannot be taken for granted; continuous happiness requires constant giving from both sides. For the tree of marital love to remain alive and keep growing, the soil has to be sustained, maintained, and nurtured. Remember that our Prophet Muhammad [peace be upon him] had found the time to go out to the desert and race with his wife Aisha. She outstripped him but later after she had gained some weight, he outstripped her. Remember that the Prophet [peace be upon him] took his wife to watch the young Ethiopians playing and dancing their folk dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show of emotions is necessary to keep the marital bond away from rusting and disintegrating. Remember that you will be rewarded by God for any emotions you show to your wife as the Prophet [peace be upon him] said, "one would be rewarded for anything that he does seeking the pleasure of God even the food that he puts in the mouth of his wife" Never underestimate the importance of seemingly little things as putting food in your wife's mouth, opening the car's door for her, etc. Remember that the Prophet [peace be upon him] used to extend his knee to his wife to help her ride her camel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to always find some time for both of you to pray together. Strengthening the bond between you and God is the best guarantee that your own marital bond would always remain strong. Having peace with God will always result in having more peace at home. Remember that the Prophet [peace be upon him] gave glad tidings for those couples who wake up at night to pray together. The Prophet even urged the spouse who rises up first to wake the other spouse up even by throwing cold water on his/her face.&lt;br /&gt;Always try your best to be good to your wife by words and by deeds. Talk to her, smile to her, seek her advice, ask for her opinion, spend quality time with her and always remember that the Prophet [peace be upon him] said, "the best of you are those who are best to their wives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it is common that spouses vow to love and honor their spouses until death do them part. I do believe that this vow is good or even great, but not enough! It is not enough that you love your wife. You have to love what she loves as well. Her family, her loved ones must also become your loved ones. Don't be like my colleague who was unhappy about his wife's parents coming to visit for few weeks. He candidly said to her "I don't like your parents." Naturally she angrily looked at him straight in the eye and said, "I don't like yours either!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it is not enough that you love her until death do you part. Love should never end and we do believe there is life after death where those who did righteousness in this world will be joined by their spouses and offspring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oist Nikky, read this! nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115201705250392877?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115201705250392877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115201705250392877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115201705250392877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115201705250392877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/07/advices-to-husbands-and-wives.html' title='Advices To Husbands (and Wives)'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115158931067926034</id><published>2006-06-29T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:36:37.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choice of a baby BOY or GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/baby%20boy.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/baby%20boy.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/baby%20girl.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/baby%20girl.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hope it is useful for some of you in planning stage. For those of you do not have any plan in the near future, you can keep it for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man’s sperm consists of X &amp; Y spermatozoa, X spermatozoon decides the female whereas Y is the male. Referring to these physiological properties of the spermatozoa, gynecologists set up the theory of ‘Choice of a girl or a boy’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st factor: Food&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Husband must eat more alkaline food, wife eats more acidic food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Husband eats more acidic food, wife eats more alkaline food.&lt;br /&gt;Alkaline food: vegetables, fruits, egg white, milk, algae, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Acidic food: meat, seafood, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd factor: Timing (When to do it ?)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Frequent copulation during pre-ovulation period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Copulating just before ovulation or just after ovulation.&lt;br /&gt;How to confirm ovulation period:&lt;br /&gt;Body temperature increases (you may want to use SPC chart to monitor your body temperature here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd factor: Penetration (How to do it ?)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Husband to avoid deep penetration in the female vagina during copulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Deep penetration by the husband is suggested.&lt;br /&gt;Reasoning:&lt;br /&gt;Characteristics of X &amp;amp; Y spermatozoa&lt;br /&gt;X: Marathon runner with good stamina&lt;br /&gt;Y: Sprinter but poor stamina&lt;br /&gt;So, with deep penetration, the chances for Y to reach destination will be higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th factor: Stimulation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Wife should avoid stimulation during copulation. Secretion from female vagina becomes alkaline when stimulated, therefore this promotes the activity of Y spermatozoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Husband ejaculates after wife has been stimulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5th factor: Wife’s Preparation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Rinse the vagina with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of white vinegar in 1 liter of water. Since an acidic condition decreases activity of Y spermatozoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Rinse the vagina with solution dissolving 2 spoonfuls of soda in 1 liter of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;6th factor: Positioning &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby girl:&lt;br /&gt;Female to be on the top position &amp; male to be on the bottom position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a baby boy:&lt;br /&gt;Male to be on the top position &amp;amp; female to be on the bottom position. This posture allows the Y spermatozoon to reach the destination faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of our (?) ancestors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those planning to have a baby &amp; those who will need to plan in future, the chart below may help you to predict the sex of your future child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accuracy of the chart has been proved by thousands of People and is believed to be 99 percent accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN’S CONCEIVING AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/calendar.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/calendar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXPLANATION&lt;br /&gt;You can choose for yourself whether you want a boy or a girl by following the chart. &lt;strong&gt;The woman’s age from 18 to 45 (Chinese reckoning) is on the top line while the months Jan to Dec indicate the month when the baby is conceived.&lt;/strong&gt; By following the chart you will be able to tell in advance whether your baby will be a boy or a girl. Thus, you can plan to have a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chart has been taken from a Royal tomb near Peking, China. The original copy is kept in the institute of Science of Peking. The accuracy of the chart has been proved by thousands of People and is believed to be 99 percent accurate. By reckoning, you follow a line drawn from the figure representing the woman’s age to a line drawn from the month the baby is conceived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, if the woman is 27 years old and her baby is conceived in Month 1 (according to the Chinese Lunar Calendar), then her baby will be a girl. The chart is based on the month the baby is conceived and not on the birth of the baby, B-Male, G-Female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: A Chinese Scientist discovered and drew this chart which was buried in a Royal tomb about 700 years ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115158931067926034?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115158931067926034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115158931067926034' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115158931067926034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115158931067926034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/choice-of-baby-boy-or-girl.html' title='Choice of a baby BOY or GIRL'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115150122266423307</id><published>2006-06-28T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:27:02.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Phil's Advice On Getting Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/untitled.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everybody has core characteristics in their personality. Any incompatibility you experience with your partner won't magically change. If you don't address it before the wedding, they will only get worse and worse. Wedding papers change nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're divorced and have children, and ditto goes for your partner, that's a huge deal! You're not only merging two lives together, you're merging two families with history. Work out issues until the threats of canceling the wedding stop, before walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many people fall into the trap of preparing for the wedding, and not the marriage. Prepare for the marriage, and enjoy your wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember your wedding is just a day, marriage is a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't say we're going to get married on X day. You need to say we're going to get married when we've done the work to resolve the problems and we have a plan. Then, and only then, when you have a life plan and you feel good about each other, should you claim that victory by walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you really love each other, and want to get married, you will do the work to get to that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For people very young and in love, don't put the adult phase into a preparation phase. You need to be an individual alone, before you can be an individual in a partnership. Grow and experience by yourself, before making the decision to get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't done your homework, and things start to fall apart in your marriage, your child pays the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115150122266423307?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115150122266423307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115150122266423307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115150122266423307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115150122266423307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/dr-phils-advice-on-getting-married.html' title='Dr. Phil&apos;s Advice On Getting Married'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115098359137335481</id><published>2006-06-22T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T12:02:26.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's New Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/logo.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/logo.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nikky works in Mayo Clinic. One of the popular hospitals in the world. Mostly, patients here are from politics. He was transferred last week in a new department. Good thing, he's now into a morning shift... before he works from 3pm to 11pm. Now he's sked is 7am to 3pm. Here's the job description:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/nikky.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/nikky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Surgical Core Technician is responsible for performing delegated&lt;br /&gt;activities to support the operating room team in the care of the surgical&lt;br /&gt;patient. Under the supervision of the Core Supervisor, the Surgical Core&lt;br /&gt;Technician prepares and delivers medical/surgical supplies, instruments and&lt;br /&gt;equipment for surgical procedures. The Surgical Core Technician cleans,&lt;br /&gt;packages, and processes surgical equipment and instrumentation, as well as&lt;br /&gt;maintains inventory and storage of supplies in the core.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115098359137335481?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115098359137335481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115098359137335481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115098359137335481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115098359137335481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/hes-new-work.html' title='He&apos;s New Work'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115080345597591819</id><published>2006-06-20T06:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:55:34.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why wedding ring should put on the fourth finger ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pls follow the below step, really god make this a miracle( this is from a chinese excerpt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Firstly, show your palm, centre finger bend and put together back to back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Secondly, the rest 4 fingers tips to tips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Games begin, follow the below arrangement, 5 finger but only 1 pair can split&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ShowLetter.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ShowLetter.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Try to open your thumb, the thumb represent parents, it can be open cause all human does go thru sick and dead. Which is our parents will leave us one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pls close up your thumb, then open your second finger, the finger represent brothers and sisters, they do have their own family which is too they will leave us too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Now close up your second finger, open up your little finer, this represent your children. Sooner or later they too will leave us for they got their own living to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Nevertheless, close up your little finer, try to open your fourth finger which we put our wedding ring, you will be surprise to find that it cannot be open at all. Because it represent husband and wife, this whole life you will be attach to each other Real love will stick together ever and forever !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumb represent parents&lt;br /&gt;Second finger represent brothers &amp;amp; sisters&lt;br /&gt;Centre finger represent own self&lt;br /&gt;Fourth finger represent your partner&lt;br /&gt;Last finger represent your children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115080345597591819?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115080345597591819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115080345597591819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115080345597591819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115080345597591819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-wedding-ring-should-put-on-fourth.html' title='Why wedding ring should put on the fourth finger ???'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-115072314640513988</id><published>2006-06-19T07:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T08:21:05.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>His Needs, Her Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/hisneeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/hisneeds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our guest gave this book as their wedding gift. This book was written by Willard F. Harley, Jr. Im not a book reader.. promise! actually I hate books... but i took time to read this. Its very informative especially now that wer still on the adjustment stage. It tackles what are the basic needs of a man and a woman. Worth to read. Sometimes i told myself... so ganon pla un...hehehe. Im encouraging nikky to read it.. deadma lang. He'd rather to listen to me than to read it. Tamad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-115072314640513988?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/115072314640513988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=115072314640513988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115072314640513988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/115072314640513988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/his-needs-her-needs.html' title='His Needs, Her Needs'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114995242307829033</id><published>2006-06-10T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T10:13:49.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Album</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I already got our wedding album.... (1) parent album and (1) 10x10 album and also our 16x20 portrait. Thou there are some disappointments. I did a lot of changes and approved the final layout, but it seems not all of it followed. Like in the parent album, they used the 1st layout which i made a lot of changes, wrong spellings (thank god not nikky's name, coz most of the time its a common mistake when it comes to his name), in our large size album, the pic was sticked in other way, thou its not that obvious anyway. But over all i liked it! The pictures were great, how its done and even the album... not an ordinary album.. very elegant and its very heavy.. promise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/album%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/album%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/album%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/album%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114995242307829033?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114995242307829033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114995242307829033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114995242307829033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114995242307829033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/our-album.html' title='Our Album'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114990486121189013</id><published>2006-06-09T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:05:51.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 bedrooms floor plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://info.rentnet.com/property/43/6443/floorplan/6443.f02.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://info.rentnet.com/property/43/6443/floorplan/6443.f02.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the floor plan of our new apartment...&lt;br /&gt;Its a 2 bedroom, 1 bath, 918 sq. ft. same utilities and amenities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's the sample interior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114990486121189013?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114990486121189013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114990486121189013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114990486121189013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114990486121189013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-bedrooms-floor-plan.html' title='The 2 bedrooms floor plan'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114968567021151259</id><published>2006-06-07T07:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T08:33:47.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving out.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I've said in my previous post that Nikky was planning to move out and look for a new place for us...and the time has come. Nikky was eyeing for a 1 bedroom since wer only starting.. but there's no chances to get one. There's this set-up for a 1 bedroom but Nikky didnt like it... so I told him to get 2 bedrooms.. maybe we can use it as our storage room for the meantime. I told him if he can check out other apartments, but he didnt like aside from its expensive, not all utilities are included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i checked my email... i got this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/scan.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 449px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/scan.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so happy... and i know Nikky also. He's planning to move in on July 1 and 5. I cant wait to go there and decor our new home... hehehe! hhhhmmm... wat theme??? hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114968567021151259?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114968567021151259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114968567021151259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114968567021151259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114968567021151259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/moving-out.html' title='Moving out.....'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114959883865023339</id><published>2006-06-06T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:02:24.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the last....</title><content type='html'>A video during the  reception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=84675828d332dea404303" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="372" height="344" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;share=84675828d332dea404303&amp;skin_id=1009&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;autoPlay=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:372px"&gt;Create your own video at &lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com" target="_blank" &gt;One True Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114959883865023339?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114959883865023339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114959883865023339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114959883865023339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114959883865023339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-last.html' title='And the last....'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114935470747809933</id><published>2006-06-03T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T12:11:47.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang bola... bow!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/ewan%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/320/ewan%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When my sis was cleaning up her room... that was also my room before... she handed me my trash.. hehehe... letters from my friends, pictures, invitations, slambook and even my floppy diskettes!!!! harharhar... nyways, i found this tennis ball and it was from Nikky, actually it was from his dad (oooppss my father-in-law pla). I borrowed it when i was in college coz my PE class was about tennis... when i was about to returned it, sabi nya sken na lang daw... at nilagyan pa nya ng initial ko.. wow hanep.. autograph!!! hehehe... wala lang... i was so happy kse ganon pla ako ka sentimental.. and it really makes me feel good when i reminisced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114935470747809933?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114935470747809933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114935470747809933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114935470747809933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114935470747809933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/ang-bola-bow.html' title='Ang bola... bow!!!'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114935307875070626</id><published>2006-06-03T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:44:38.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Realizations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Its been almost 5 months after we tied a knot.... but still im not yet over with weddings...I guess im still connected with the brides-to-be. My wedding was a blast and very memorable... but there are some things that I want to change in some ways.. but dont get me wrong, i dont have any regrets!!! Since I cant turn back my big day.. maybe I can do this when we have our 5th anniversary... nyahaha!!! ok ok ok... on our silver wedding anniversary na lang... hehehe... yikes ang tagal! But here are some things I'll do when we gonna celebrate our 25th year (i hope i'll remember this...hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I noticed in my pics during my bridal march, i was holding my bouquet too high which covers my bodice.... oh no!!! di tuloy nakita yung design... huhuhu... always remember : "Flower over Flower" gets???? Aside from makikita ung design, it also looks good in pics.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My gown was fabulous!!! I love it! My only complain was its heavy. With my payatot physique... I should wear using a lighter fabrics... And no train! hehehehe... pero my train naman was not that long... enough lang... and no beadworks coz i think thats also adds weight kya its heavy rin... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Seating arrangements! Im so thankful kse wala masyado naging problem here. The only problem my MOH and my OTD encountered was there are some guests insisting na sa ganitong table sila nakaupo coz un ang nakasulat sa invites. There are some guests who rsvp kya i have to adjust their places. But since not all of our guests came, kya my coordinator decided to have a free seating. Next time, just the #'s reserved na lang ilalagay ko sa invites... and on the day, sa registration area na lang nila malalaman ung seats nila.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is it for now.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114935307875070626?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114935307875070626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114935307875070626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114935307875070626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114935307875070626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/06/some-realizations.html' title='Some Realizations'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114811340505081919</id><published>2006-05-20T03:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:08:24.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's another photo montage during the ceremony... I used this personalized wedding song which Nikky bought it without my knowledge... hehehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6f1b9051185a6801c03d9" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="372" height="344" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;share=6f1b9051185a6801c03d9&amp;skin_id=1009&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;autoPlay=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:372px"&gt;Create your own video at &lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com" target="_blank" &gt;One True Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114811340505081919?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114811340505081919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114811340505081919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114811340505081919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114811340505081919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/more.html' title='More.....'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114753725047951490</id><published>2006-05-13T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T11:22:53.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Masterpiece</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, my ever first creation.... now, im looking forward to do more.... adik!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/ring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114753725047951490?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114753725047951490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114753725047951490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114753725047951490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114753725047951490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-masterpiece.html' title='My Masterpiece'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114750080009284295</id><published>2006-05-13T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:10:06.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ooopppsss sympre papahuli ba ko... ako rin dapat meron... sobrang aliw lang ako! hehehe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6694070f5780d8f7d1851" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="372" height="344" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;share=6694070f5780d8f7d1851&amp;skin_id=1009&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;autoPlay=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:372px"&gt;Create your own video at &lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com" target="_blank" &gt;One True Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114750080009284295?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114750080009284295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114750080009284295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114750080009284295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114750080009284295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-my-turn.html' title='Its my turn'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114748676714731487</id><published>2006-05-12T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:19:27.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Garter Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blowing of balloons&lt;/strong&gt; - each bachelor will be given a deflated balloon, and they will be given 10 seconds to blow of inflate it. After 10 seconds, the bachelor with the smallest balloon wins the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scarves game&lt;/strong&gt; - the bachelors will be asked to form a circle and will be given 2 different colored scraves. (Ex. black and white) the black scarf will be given to a bachelor and the white scarf will be given to the bachelor right across him. The bachelors will be asked to tie the black scarf once around his neck, and the white scarf will be tied twice. At one point in the game, the 2 scarves will meet. The bachelor who has both scarves around his neck is the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limbo rock&lt;/strong&gt; - same mechanics as the traditional limbo rock but the first bachelor who drops to his knees or touches the limbo stick is the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Garter basketball&lt;/strong&gt; - the groom will be asked to throw the garter, but the bachelor who catches it is out of the game until one bachelor is left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singled out&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;our choice&lt;/em&gt;) - the winner of the bouquet game will be blindfolded and will be asked a series of questions (ex. Do you prefer tall guys or shrt guys?). The bachelors will be eliminated according to the preference of the lady. When only 2 or 3 bachelors are left, they will be asked a common question (ex. If you were to be stranded alone on an island, what is the one thing taht you would bring?). The lady will then choose her mst favorable answer from among the bachelors which will determine the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114748676714731487?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114748676714731487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114748676714731487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114748676714731487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114748676714731487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/garter-game.html' title='Garter Game'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114748598795856418</id><published>2006-05-12T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:06:27.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouquet Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single stem throwing &lt;/strong&gt;- prepare loose stems of roses (the number of roses should be one rose short of the # of participants). Bride will be asked to throw the roses one at a time and the lady without a rose at the end of the game is the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bouquet carousel &lt;/strong&gt;- prepare a throw away bouquet and long ribbons (at least 5 ft. long each) (the number of ribbons should be the same as the number of participants) only one ribbon is firmly tied to the bouquet while the rest should be attached loosely. The Bride will hand one ribbon to each of the participants and when the host gives the signal, the participants will pull the ribbons at the same time. Tha lady who's ribbon is tied to the bouquet is the winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Musical bouquet&lt;/strong&gt; - the boquet will be pased and the when the music stops, whoever has the bouquet is out of the game until one lady is left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trip  to New Zealand&lt;/strong&gt; - (for this game, the garter game should be done first) The winner of the garter game will be blind folded and placed on a chair. The ladies will be asked to go around the bachelor and when the music stops, the first lady who gets to sit on the bachelor's lap is out of the game until one lady is left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Signature game &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;our choice&lt;/em&gt;) - each lady will be given a pen and a piece of paper. They will be given 2 minutes to approach the guys and solicit their signatures. After 2 minutes, the lady with the least number of signatures is the winner of the bouquet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114748598795856418?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114748598795856418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114748598795856418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114748598795856418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114748598795856418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/bouquet-games.html' title='Bouquet Games'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114742755149491632</id><published>2006-05-12T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T08:12:21.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A video for my hubby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since wala akong magawa... i made na lang this one. Credit to my good friend Mai, she's the one discovered it... hehehe... di pa nakikita ni nikky 'to... naaliw lang ako sa song! hehehe.. sana d sya magalit! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=6694bf48d97f122181230" quality="high" scale="noscale" width="372" height="344" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&amp;share=6694bf48d97f122181230&amp;skin_id=1009&amp;host=http://www.onetruemedia.com&amp;autoPlay=" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;width:372px"&gt;Create your own video at &lt;a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com" target="_blank" &gt;One True Media&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114742755149491632?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114742755149491632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114742755149491632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114742755149491632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114742755149491632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/video-for-my-hubby.html' title='A video for my hubby'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114741282733289938</id><published>2006-05-12T00:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:47:07.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Married Couples Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissing Game &lt;/strong&gt;- the newlyweds will choose 4 married couples among their guests. They will be asked to come in front and the husbands will be required to give their wives their most passionate kiss. At the end of the game, the guests will be asked to determine the winning couple by applause. The kiss of the winning couple would be imitated by the newlyweds. (Catch: to make the married couples enthusiastic, the emcee will announce at the beginning of the game that the winning pair will win an all expense paid trip to Boracay. When the winners are determined, the emcee will then announce that they could claim their Boracay trip prize from the bride and groom on the winning couple's 50th wedding anniversary)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Longest married couple &lt;/strong&gt;- The emcee will require everybody to stand up and slowly eliminate the guests. (Ex. All those who are single please take your seats. All those who are married 5 years and below please take your seats. All those who are married 10 years and below please take your seats... and so one until the longest married couple is left standing)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How well do you know your spouses&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;our choice&lt;/em&gt;) - The newlyweds will choose 5 married couples from among the guests and will be asked to come in front (ask the waiters to prepare 10 chairs in front for this game). Each will be given a pen and a piece of paper. Each participant should sit right across their spouses (about 6 feet across). They will be asked a series of questions by the emcee. At the end of the game, their answers will be compared, and the couple who got the most correct answers is the winner of the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114741282733289938?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114741282733289938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114741282733289938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114741282733289938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114741282733289938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/married-couples-game.html' title='Married Couples Game'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114735809534822465</id><published>2006-05-11T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:34:55.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Reception Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This what we used in our wedding given by my emcee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Introduction of Host&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of Principal Sponsors - they're profiles maybe 1-2 lines is enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduction of the Parents of the Couple - they're already seated in the Presidential table together with the Principal Sponsors&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parade of the Entourage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grand entrance of the couple - you can prepare a song for this&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opening Prayer - lead by the Maid of Honor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cake, Wine and Dove Ceremony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Table to table pictorial - Guests to approach couple then proceed to the buffet&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dinner Proper - during dinner you can have :&lt;br /&gt;* AV Presentation&lt;br /&gt;* Song Numbers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Married Couples Game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Best Man's Toast - 3-5 sentence speech&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well Wishers&lt;br /&gt;* 1 friend of the Groom&lt;br /&gt;* 1 friend of the Bride&lt;br /&gt;* 1 Male Sponsor&lt;br /&gt;* 1 Female Sponsor&lt;br /&gt;* Parents of the Groom&lt;br /&gt;* Parents of the Bride&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bouquet Game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garter Game&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing of garter of bouquet winner / pictorial with the winners&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;First Dance of the Couple - prepare a song&lt;br /&gt;** For prosperity dance, will have this right after dinnr just before the Best Man's Toast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Closing Remarks of the Couple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Closing Remarks of the Host (Invitation to Dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;ITS PARTY TIME!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114735809534822465?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114735809534822465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114735809534822465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114735809534822465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114735809534822465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/05/wedding-reception-program.html' title='Wedding Reception Program'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114597368705912639</id><published>2006-04-25T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:21:02.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our album layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here are some of the layout for our wedding album, for the complete one please visit &lt;a href="http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/"&gt;http://s20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/&lt;/a&gt; actually i upgraded our album from 8x10 to 10x10.. wala lang... khet mabigat oks lang... hehehe.. patay ako pag dinala ko sa states... hehehe... may isang changes lang ako... d kse sinama ni kenneth ung isang bearer ko.. nephew ko pa nmn un... so far un lang naman... im waiting for nikky's approval... hhhmm.. wat do u think?? oks na ba???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/Page40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114597368705912639?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114597368705912639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114597368705912639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114597368705912639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114597368705912639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-album-layout.html' title='Our album layout'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/wedding%20album/th_Page01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114586786180780997</id><published>2006-04-24T03:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:11:46.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After how many months...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friends outside wedding preps decided to get together for our last friend (con) who will be getting married this coming May. We gave her also a little bridal shower... after so many changes in venues, we ended in pizza hut and starbucks gamol... wer not complete pero wer happy kse we shared different stories about our married life... hhhmm.. wala akong msyadong nashare... hehehe... mga latest chizmax lang! hehehe... this photo was courtesy by Mec... one of this days, i'll make on my own.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65921462-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65921462-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114586786180780997?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114586786180780997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114586786180780997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114586786180780997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114586786180780997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-how-many-months.html' title='After how many months...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17840911.post-114562449423758415</id><published>2006-04-21T07:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T09:11:22.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Digiscrapping at iba pa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One of my good friend Mec, influencing me to do some digital scrapping... since im into scrapbooks thingie, and i love pictures... i might enjoy this... When she did this to me... i really love it.. now im convince to do on my own... oh oh oh... where do i start? i have lots of pictures!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332017-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332017-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332030-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332030-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332043-L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b241/wellapot/65332043-L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/1600/new_id.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6799/1675/400/new_id.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Extra!!!! I got my very first ID card, that im using my new last name! hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17840911-114562449423758415?l=weirdolovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/feeds/114562449423758415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17840911&amp;postID=114562449423758415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114562449423758415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17840911/posts/default/114562449423758415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weirdolovers.blogspot.com/2006/04/digiscrapping-at-iba-pa.html' title='Digiscrapping at iba pa...'/><author><name>WELLA</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
