<?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-4563186580835377086</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:22:17.863+08:00</updated><category term='dencios'/><category term='ardee'/><category term='gwen'/><category term='Ve-G meat'/><category term='sasda'/><category term='chakulits'/><category term='chowking'/><category term='phone'/><category term='stock exchange'/><category term='bday'/><category term='jamie'/><category term='raine'/><category term='paseo de roxas'/><category term='badet'/><category term='Manila Adventist'/><category term='nokia'/><category term='nsi'/><category term='food'/><category term='jowa'/><category term='kiko'/><category term='vani'/><category term='rebates'/><category term='credit card'/><category term='girlie'/><category term='schemingflirt.com'/><category term='psyche'/><category term='poks'/><category term='mcdonalds'/><category term='gala'/><category term='profile'/><title type='text'>Kahit Saan Man Datnan ng Antok</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog is all about the adventures and "misadventures" of Jamie and Gwen. May it be just dining out with friends, a far-out party scene, or just new places that both of us went to, all of which will be posted here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-4092060460313158247</id><published>2009-04-25T04:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:26:13.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An unfinished story by my good friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deep Submerge&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a whole month since I've heard anything from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, who wakes me up in the morning with your phone calls (You know I wake up at 12 noon, why call me 2 hours earlier?), and the last one to greet me goodnight (though we usually hang up the phone at 3 in the morning). You, who knows me more than anyone else. Who, even for a short while, have touched my heart so deeply. If the people around us did not know better, they'd say we're an item. If only we were not two guys who happened to be best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to me that we could be such good friends, best friends as a matter of fact. We don't have anything in common..... at all. First time I saw you, I thought you were an asshole. An asshole I would gladly lick. Clad in your designer conscious attire, flaunting your muscular physique with your fitted Girbaud tee and your Versace jeans, you entered the classroom of our Communications class with an air of confidence surrounding you. It was your tangible ego. I felt it when you walked past me and sat beside the window. I wondered if you noticed that I was staring at you. You have that ability to make heads turn and make people talk about you 3 hours after you've passed by. I guess I was challenged (You know how nuch I love challenges). I usually can flirt with any man I desired, but you were different. You hardly noticed me while I was intensely staring, first at your hazel eyes, to your sultry pinkish lips, then to your wonderfully scuplted body. I lingered my stares at your chest, which I vividly remember to this date, and the bulge between your legs begging for attention. I flashed my trademark smile, enough to win any man over. It has never failed me, until now. I hated you then. But that was one year ago. Things change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts about you took a 180 degree turn when we started talking to each other. June 15, 2000 (Thanks to my trusty diary). I was flipping over the pages of Marie Claire (feasting on the vast array of blouses and skimpy skirts I could never wear, but what the heck), when I felt a slight touch over my left shoulder. I glanced toward the person who owns the hand, irritated a bit, until I saw who made the gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me", you said, "What is our section?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence. I am a writer, words are my life. But some how those words eluded me, sinking me in a sea of embarassment, obvious in the scarlet flush on my face. After what seemed an eternity, my brain started functioning again. I finally managed an utterance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's MHU 4".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you smiled. I turned away. I found myself absent mindedly gazing on my magazine, but I couldn't seem to focus my attention on the images I was worshipping a minute ago. I kept on thinking about your smile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was that smile for? &lt;/span&gt;I asked myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Did I look that foolish? &lt;/span&gt;Were the questions that tortured me throughout the 2 hour class. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All my eighteen years, no man has ever made me nervous before, much more stutter. This isn't me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the class is over. The room's walls were receding, slowly suffocating me. Time for a whiff of fresh air. I was getting ready to get out and forget my major embarassment when I heard a familiar voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, I forgot to say thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's you and your smile again. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're not making me stutter this time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;....... Silence.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shit, what am I doing? &lt;/span&gt;This time I think I've turned beet red. Then you laughed, breaking the silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Xavier", you said, extending your hand.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to hold it, "I'm Jamie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you asked me out for coffee. "I hate coffee, and I don't intend to drink any in this lifetime."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a change of plans. You offered good 'ol Kenny (Rogers). No Prob. So we lazily set out to the parking area outside the building. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What now? I knew my trusty smile wouldn't fail me. I'm simply irresistible&lt;/span&gt;, I said to my self, grinning all the way into your Rav 4.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I will never forget that lovely afternoon, however fickle the weather was. While the streets are drowned with the moisture of heavy rain, I, however, was drowned by images of myself and this beautiful creature steering the wheel. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll get to know you more. &lt;/span&gt;As expected, the babyback ribs were superb. And the company? Let's just say it did change a few first impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why are we here anyway?", I asked casually, "we just met."&lt;br /&gt;"Well, if you didn't want to, you should've told me earlier, that way I could've saved 150 bucks", you replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm... Smartass.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well first and foremost, you didn't answer my question, second, I dodn'y ask you to pay for anything", was my sharp reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you smiled. I laughed. There's a corn kernel stuck between your teeth. No way am I telling you that. I'll savor the moment. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This one's going down my diary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously Xavier, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You looked dead serious trying to find an answer to my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Easy", you said. "You looked hot and you were staring at me with lustful eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are so damn arrogant. So you did notice me staring at you. &lt;/span&gt;I had no choice but to validate your assumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, you're right. I am really hot." I said, flashing my most seductive stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter. We're lucky there was no one eating near our table. They would've had us arrested for disrupting the peace. I thought you were arrogant, well it turned out you are, only in a good way. The entire afternoon turned out great. It was worth missing my other 2 classes. You're great company. Not to mention gorgeous. You made me laugh. As far as I'm concerned, it was a great date. Two years of college, I've been constantly searching for the perfect companion, only now I think my search had ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our "date", I was singing "I think I'm in love" by Jessica Simpson (I know, love makes people do the craziest things) at the MRT. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another first.&lt;/span&gt; Me, singing an unsophisticated pop song, this is insane! But I was too happy to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmmm..... Another one huh?", said Mark, my soulmate and bestfriend, in his usual sarcastic tone, after I told him about the new man in my life. "Just like Paul, Stephen, Marcus...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay Mark, I get the message, but this one's different", was my reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If I remember accurately, which I'm sure I do, that's the exact thing you said about Henry, John, and David, or was it Jeremy?" At this point, I was ready to tape Mark's mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This is serious! I really think he's the one. So quit it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he had a point, but this is the present, and I learned from my past relationships, if you can call it that. I did establish a dating pattern, tall guys, good looks, fast cars. All those men Mark mentioned (and a few more) in a span of 2 years, averaging of about a guy every 2 months. I know what you're thinking, I'm a bitch in briefs. Maybe I'm just afraid of committment, or maybe I haven't found THE ONE. So untili I do, I have to settle with hot men and wild parties. Well, you can also blame men that go for guys. They think of us as flirts and only after those things between their legs, which we also happen to have. Frankly, I think I've lost all hope that a guy to guy re;ationship would work. Especially in this country. Although I have heard of a few, me experience tells me that's next to impossible. I do have my finger crossed for this one though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-4092060460313158247?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/4092060460313158247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=4092060460313158247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/4092060460313158247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/4092060460313158247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first.html' title='My First'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-8167555506424895261</id><published>2009-01-27T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:34:06.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sasda'/><title type='text'>So long, My Crush!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know why I’m writing this, but today, I just feel like sharing something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It has been a week now since my crush at work resigned for a reason that he only knows. It has been a week as well since I got trained to do processing skills that will give me off-the-phone time. Everything feels like new right now. I’m somewhat off my comfort zone.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before, when work gets a bit nasty, I just find solace from the thought that I’ll be working side by side with my hottie. I know it’s shallow, but what the heck, as long as it helps me get out of my bed everynight to work. I was never really able to reach out to him and be as “close” as I would have hoped for. But still, we were able to chat and make smart ass comments to each other during avail times. I was hoping until the last moment to be with him during out-of-office times so that I would be able to see and know what the real him is when he’s not working. I did my best to make sure that team buildings would be a merging of my team and his team. Sad to say, he never attended once.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Even though I sometimes make fun of his accent, I still love to hear him speak chavacano. I only heard him speak once but it stuck on me. I may be a bit biased here ‘coz he’s my crush, but still, nobody could argue that he really is a catch.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He got my attention while he was still “nesting” on the floor. A somewhat pre-”live” training to get familiarized with the workload. He has fair skin, boyish charms and a nice height.  His height did it for me. I once arranged a basketball game between my new account where he is in, and my former account where I have lots of friends who are basketball addicts. My simple reason was to see him in action. I loved what I saw. There was a point wherein after the game, he was resting in the bench and I was eagerly anticipating the moment he changed his shirt. As Bad luck has it, a girl friend of mine chatted me a bit and when I looked back, he already changed his shirt. Darn it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I still remember what our last conversation was all about, plane tickets. He was asking if he can pay me in cash upfront so that I can buy his plane ticket for him using my credit card. Sadly enough, I was maxed out due to others riding on my cards. I felt bad that I declined his offer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, work doesn’t have that magnet anymore. I’m awaiting for a time that a “newbie” would sweep me off my feet…. again….. Naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SX7UgXFZPBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xXjt9W70X7s/s1600-h/scandals1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SX7UgXFZPBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xXjt9W70X7s/s320/scandals1259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295903864251825170" 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/4563186580835377086-8167555506424895261?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/8167555506424895261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=8167555506424895261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/8167555506424895261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/8167555506424895261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-long-my-crush.html' title='So long, My Crush!'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SX7UgXFZPBI/AAAAAAAAAD0/xXjt9W70X7s/s72-c/scandals1259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-2220655522321145543</id><published>2008-09-13T14:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T15:08:36.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paseo de roxas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mcdonalds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stock exchange'/><title type='text'>there's always a first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McDonalds' burger, french fries and iced tea. Paseo de Roxas. Are you hungry Jamie? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nung umalis kami, naglakad at naghanap ng kakainian di ko akalain naitanong ni Jamie, saan tayo Gwennie? Ahhh... malamang McDo? Di mo to alam? Di ko lang na realize na first time nya sa McDonald Paseo de Roxas when in fact almost everyday kaming dumaan dun at umiinom sa taas ng building na yun pero yung unang pinta kung san pwedeng mag order ng fries, iced tea, extra gravy, chicken sandwich etc di pa nya napuntahan. Sa sobrang aliw naming dalawa nakuha pa namin mag pose at kita nyo naman kung pano kami kumain ni Jamie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245392149326948690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMtgXlhBaVI/AAAAAAAAADU/qsmX3RwZSg8/s320/DSC02164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245386748540681346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMtbdOBO_II/AAAAAAAAADM/gyPrY5bOqew/s320/DSC02161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245392570441183202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMtgwGSer-I/AAAAAAAAADc/jmYDV8TW6vk/s320/DSC02165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the record na ubos ni Jamie yan magisa lang sya. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Makati stock exchange? First time mo rin? LOL. kasi syempre hindi naman kami madalas dumadaan sa may likod ng Stock exchange pero ako oo galing sa paseo kasi mas malapit at hindi mainit, parang syang central park ng New York (kuno) isang mahabang garden sa ng Paseo. Sa sobrang excited nya hala nag pose kasama ang mga halaman. Eto ang evidence friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245394922590424658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMti5AujzlI/AAAAAAAAADk/KuaAfkQq2no/s320/DSC02169.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; and yeah, I pose with the plants too. **laughs**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245398311181718466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMtl-QNrk8I/AAAAAAAAADs/6bt0eHutoEk/s320/DSC02171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-2220655522321145543?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/2220655522321145543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=2220655522321145543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/2220655522321145543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/2220655522321145543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/09/theres-always-first-time.html' title='there&apos;s always a first time'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SMtgXlhBaVI/AAAAAAAAADU/qsmX3RwZSg8/s72-c/DSC02164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-3145018614251933552</id><published>2008-08-30T04:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T07:58:16.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girlie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chakulits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poks'/><title type='text'>A Tribute to Girlie Ritarita and the former Chakulits Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLhakWJNuqI/AAAAAAAAADE/IfEHqzZaa6s/s1600-h/Scandals.....054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLhakWJNuqI/AAAAAAAAADE/IfEHqzZaa6s/s320/Scandals.....054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240037746911591074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang entry na ito ay alay kay Girlie. Isang dear friend at former teammate. I just want to share yung story na "sinend" ni Girlie after the chakulit team building. Hindi ko inaasahang makita ito sa isa sa aking mga archived emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the Story: (June 04,2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="630071400-05062007"&gt;Wow what a day it was. I must say one for the books.  Shout out to all the peeps who were involved in this adventure. Let's go back to  the month of April, start p lang ng summer lahat ng WH teams ay nagpa plano ng  mag team building. At syempre hindi papahuli ang chakulits factory. April p&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; lang mega plano na ang mga peeps. May nag file  na ng PTO, naghanap ng mga ka-swap sa GY para kumpleto sa outing.&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; hinaba&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;haba ng pagpaplano in short hindi natuloy dahil  kinailangang magpagaling ng ating boss chief. And besides maraming balakid such  as na retract ang PTO, walang nahanap na ka-swap at ang balakid sa lahat wala  pang sweldo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="630071400-05062007"&gt;Not to mention na madalas kong sabihin na hindi tuloy  yan. S&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; sabi ng sambayanan, HINDI PWEDE!  kailangang ituloy dahil ang team n lang natin ang hindi pa nakakapag-swim. &lt;br /&gt;Madami ng nawala sa team (mazen, karl, jv, edge) at hindi pa rin natutuloy ang  gimik. Ngunit may dumating na bago, una ay guest lang sya pero dahil sa tagal ng  plano kasali na sya sa team. Kamusta naman ang powers ni Mau, katumbas nya ang  apat na umalis. The team decided na ituloy na ng june 3. We all have our  assigned tasks, every week/day may update sa OL regarding th place,budget,van  etc. inclu&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;ing the chat session of jamie  and keith. Habang papalapit ang linggo wala p&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; ring plano kahit bagsak presyo na ang budget.  Sabi ni supe sunday n&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; lang mag meeting  dahil kumpleto ang team. Feelin&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; ko nga  nun member kami ng "bahala na" gang. Then sunday came at long last, I won't  elaborate here kung pano na finalized ang lahat, y'all know what happenned.&lt;br /&gt;So  before kami maka alis ng makati madami pa ring kamalasan ang nangyari. Ang plano  alis na ng 7:30, i'm sure may mga bloopers ang grupo ng mga nag-grocery if you  like share nyo din. Going back to the office, bago p man mag log-out si Mau may  bwiset call sya tas tomgutz na kami. 730 na wala pa rin ang kabilang grupo, wala  pa rin si tophet. kailangang silang sunduin dahil walang cab, tas balik sa  office dahil sa mga gamit, nawala shades ko, walang damit ang mga dalaga na si  mau and jamie, hindi pa rin maka contact si mau, may nasalubong kaming 2 bata.  Haller 9pm na yata nasa makati pa kami. Sa wakas nasa van na, this is it! tuloy  na talaga pero wala pa ring destinasyon. Nadiskubre namin na wala pa lang baso,  yelo, ulam at ligong-ligo na ang mga peeps. Habang sinusuyod namin ang  laguna&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kailangan ring mahanap si andok's  kung hindi 2 kilo ng hotdog ang kakainin. Ewan ko ba, ang daming hotdog kala ko  nga may mga batang bisita na darating, heheh..&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo, continue with our  roadtrip, pinasok namin lahat ng resort as in canvass talaga. Splash mountain,  Makiling&lt;span class="555465002-05062007"&gt; highlands&lt;/span&gt;, pero panalo sa lahat  ang paghahanap sa "infamous" valley view resort. Akala namin wala na sa mapa ng  laguna ang lugar. Wagi talaga ang paghahanap na yun ultimo mga tulog na guards  kinabog ni tophet. woohoo, keith! rock on! wag kang magpapakita  samin,heheh. joke! So balik Splash na lang, akala ng lahat yun na. Final  destination,makakaligo na ang lahat. Ngunit, subalit datapwat bakit.. not meant to  be talaga. Moment of the day, sinugod ni Empress ang hitad na receptionist. Mega  english sya dahil walang disclaimer ang lola. heheh.. so refund ever naman ang  bruha, pano bagsak sya sa IMAP. ok fine! we took the suggestion of kuya the  driver. Monte Vista Pansol. Pagpasok pa lang ang daming bodyguard, kaliwa't kanan  naka motor. In fairness the long wait is so worth it. Naawa din at best deal ang  nakuha namin. Too bad mau had to leave. We really missed you there, panalo ang  hirit mo about taong hamog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="630071400-05062007"&gt;It was a fun night &gt; food, tequila, games &gt; pinoy  henyo and whois, chismisan. Sa mga natalo sa games alam nyo na kung saang team  kayo mapupunta, hehehe. Syempre hindi mawawala ang coaching, at least yung mga  activities natin connected sa pegasus guidelines. I'm so glad to be a part of  this team. AM peeps rules!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);font-family:Book Antiqua;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="630071400-05062007"&gt;Back to work. Hoooyyy! talktime alert. NO  acw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Girlie-Girlie Rita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-3145018614251933552?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/3145018614251933552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=3145018614251933552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3145018614251933552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3145018614251933552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/08/tribute-to-girlie-ritarita-and-former.html' title='A Tribute to Girlie Ritarita and the former Chakulits Team'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLhakWJNuqI/AAAAAAAAADE/IfEHqzZaa6s/s72-c/Scandals.....054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-6965146124665425610</id><published>2008-08-25T00:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:52:36.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ardee'/><title type='text'>happy bday ardee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLGQ5Y1IQmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/S9zDL-7NJCk/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238127157200831074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLGQ5Y1IQmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/S9zDL-7NJCk/s320/DSC00232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's his birthday, alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ARDEE..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;(and that's my sister over there, I can't find our picture dear. arrggghh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;read more about him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamfroggy.multiply.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/4563186580835377086-6965146124665425610?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/6965146124665425610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=6965146124665425610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/6965146124665425610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/6965146124665425610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-bday-ardee.html' title='happy bday ardee'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SLGQ5Y1IQmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/S9zDL-7NJCk/s72-c/DSC00232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-5971143195122642186</id><published>2008-08-21T09:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T10:46:13.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manila Adventist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ve-G meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gwen'/><title type='text'>Taho naman jan..</title><content type='html'>Eversince I was a kid, the only hospital that I could remember I was admitted to was the Manila Adventist Hospital (formerly Manila Sanitarium and Hospital). My mom told me that as a kid, I always made sure that I was confined almost monthly in the hospital for so many medical reasons (some of which were never really diagnosed), e.g fever that doesn't go down, unknown rashes that led to skin peeling throughout my body, severe colds that prevented me from breathing normally, broken bones, and so much more. Even though I hate needles due to vaccinations and pricking for blood samples, I still loved going to that hospital. Up to now, if ever I will be confined, I want to be confined at the Manila Adventist Hospital. Main and only reason I wanna go back is the food. Since it is an adventist hospital, they only serve vegetarian foods. But don't mistake their food to taste like other trying hard vegan restos, theirs are really good. I'm picky with what I eat (minimal meat, hate seafoods) so I naturally enjoyed their soy-based "Ve-G Meat" transformed into so many delectable dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to August 2008, I pitched the idea to Gwennie and Vani to try the "Ve-G Meat" dishes after shift. I know Gwen would be somewhat willing since she recently turned vegan but with Vani, still not sure whether she's into that. To my delight, Vani decided to try it out as well. We ordered dishes that we didn't bother ask what it was as long as it looks good. We ended up with 2 dishes each, 2 rice for me (takaw) and 1 and half rice for each of them. As dessert, we had the infamous Chilled Taho. Love it! So stuffed are we that we decided to pass the time, let the food settle in our tummies and be cam whores for the moment... (Gwen decided to buy some Ve-G Tapa as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXXTsMEI/AAAAAAAAACY/sygUVZiMDSg/s1600-h/20080804(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782969467449410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXXTsMEI/AAAAAAAAACY/sygUVZiMDSg/s320/20080804(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXWbK-kI/AAAAAAAAACg/9yEW7PzQxCg/s1600-h/20080804(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782969230391874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXWbK-kI/AAAAAAAAACg/9yEW7PzQxCg/s320/20080804(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXovKXPI/AAAAAAAAACo/TD-JTlUgdzk/s1600-h/20080804(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782974146075890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXovKXPI/AAAAAAAAACo/TD-JTlUgdzk/s320/20080804(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXtigpMI/AAAAAAAAACw/8GaD9gBNMHY/s1600-h/20080804(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782975435187394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXtigpMI/AAAAAAAAACw/8GaD9gBNMHY/s320/20080804(005).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/4563186580835377086-5971143195122642186?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/5971143195122642186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=5971143195122642186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/5971143195122642186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/5971143195122642186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/08/taho-naman-jan.html' title='Taho naman jan..'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKzKXXTsMEI/AAAAAAAAACY/sygUVZiMDSg/s72-c/20080804(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-3366099361513023026</id><published>2008-08-18T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:20:16.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='profile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gwen'/><title type='text'>What's with the 50 questions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjovyQB10I/AAAAAAAAACI/1jPb14SrCss/s1600-h/DSC02039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235690474458699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="231" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjovyQB10I/AAAAAAAAACI/1jPb14SrCss/s320/DSC02039.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjoo44KMeI/AAAAAAAAACA/PIeDlJ7Ybu0/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjoo44KMeI/AAAAAAAAACA/PIeDlJ7Ybu0/s1600-h/DSC02038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235690355978547682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="227" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjoo44KMeI/AAAAAAAAACA/PIeDlJ7Ybu0/s320/DSC02038.JPG" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things you shouldn't know about the fairies. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Jamie De Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Jamie you're supposed to answer I'm the goddess of fire etc etc but OK I'm Gwen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. Why did you decide to go online and why reigningpoks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: The internet is the medium of the free. Reigningpoks? Simple, I reign and I'm POKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I love my life and I love to celebrate my freedom so this is where I share my adventures and misadventures. When I decided to post a blog for Jamie and I, I always thought of giving it a fancy name like "dyosa ng ka pokpokan" but it sounds so weird and people might misunderstand the word so I decided to use poks which literally means "pok-pok" and reigning because I don't know we reign like queens in our own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What type of stuff do you usually post in your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Dine outs, Faces and places during the "Gimiks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Poks doesn't always mean being flirt, this blog is all about celebration of whatever - from dining out, to sipping coffee or just a walk from the office to Jamie's flat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. So, who is your superhero aside from Volta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: My alter-ego Sailormoon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: If kerokerokeropi has powers to rule over hello kitty world then he's my superhero. (please, do not hate me hello kitty folks ^.^ )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you feature other people in your blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Of course. Depends on what they did and what actually happened. Those are some of the criteria for other people to be included in our Blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Of course, if we feel like giving you a taste of what it feels like to be in this blog or if we like you hehehe (we don't hate people actually, right Jams?). No qualification actually, if you have what it takes to be a POKS then your in!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you read each other's mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J:Sort of. Most of the time we think the same. No need to read each other's thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Not really, I can read Jamie through his face. Say if it's oil all over his forehead then it would mean a 30-minute ritual inside the men's room. I really wish I could sneak inside and pretend to be one. heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you hate boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: I hate not having Hot boys around... But most of the time I prefer Men than Boys.. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: NO WAY! is this a real question? Are you serious? nyahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Describe Jamie/Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Jamie is Borderline weird and poks, Gwen is way Far-out weird and poks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I think our parents have swapped the x and y chromosomes combination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you drink? Smoke? Party? Laugh? Cry? Fart? Dance? Sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: I drink, don't smoke (Bad for the skin), Party a lot if I can, laugh most of the time, cry sometimes, Fart everyday, dance occasionally (usually w/ a pole), sing occasionally as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Drink and get drunk yeah! I don't smoke. I party with friends. I don't go out with strangers. I laugh and I laugh harder and I love to cry and laugh at the same time, so yeah I am crazy. I fart everyday of course. I sing and croak like a frog and yeah I am a good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Will you cry when Jamie or Gwen die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Of course, I even cried when I threw-out my old toothbrush. That's how sentimental I get. Much more if somebody special died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: If he dies ugly i'll laugh then i'll get him out of the coffin and put some powder and blush on, that'll give us both peace of mind but when he dies otherwise then he's giving me the reason to cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What are your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Phantom of the Opera, Harry Potter Series, and other sci-fi fantasy flicks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: The eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, Wicker Park, Fight Club, 23, Crazy Beautiful, My Best Friend's wedding, Crouching tiger hidden dragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you right handed? Left Handed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Right! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I can do magic on both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.What's your favorite quote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: My Body belongs to everyone but My Heart belongs to only one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and right doing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about. Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense. - Rumi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you think is you most memorable moment with Jamie/Gwen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: When we pursued a chinese Hottie and asked irrelevant questions just to "make landi" to the guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I would refer you to Jamie's answer. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.How many hours do you spend sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: usually 5 or 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: On good days 10, on bad days 5 or worst 4 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.What do you guys have in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: We're both poks and we love hotties! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: On one occasion we spend so much on other times we are thrift and we always think positive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Where's you ancestral home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: I'm a metro-manila person. Born in Muntinlupa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I am a wanderer from Davao celebrating my freedom in Makati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.What do you hate most? Love most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: I hate the heat and the sun. Hate having no cash to spend. Love the most? my mom... nyahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I don't like "maarte" - Jamie is totally exempted! I don't hate, if I don't like anything I don't talk about it or think about it, I forget about it. I love simplicity, I love freedom, I love silence, I love my friends and my family (I know they don't feel it) and I love to travel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What is your idea of a real holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: Maybe having a europe-wide trip w/ my family (kahit mom ko lang) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: To sleep 12 hours and wake up without having to go to work for a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.What are the things you wish to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;J: I wish to travel everywhere. Hoping that money and time is not an issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;G: I wanna be a millionnaire and spend my money for my parents to go abroad. I want a trip around the globe. I want to learn and master 5 languages. I want to sew my own wedding gown, design a friend's wedding gown or be a wedding planner. I want to have my own online store. Most of all I wanna meet Tyra Banks. I love her! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-3366099361513023026?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/3366099361513023026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=3366099361513023026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3366099361513023026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3366099361513023026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-with-50-questios.html' title='What&apos;s with the 50 questions?'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKjovyQB10I/AAAAAAAAACI/1jPb14SrCss/s72-c/DSC02039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-7629365268536371465</id><published>2008-08-13T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T11:17:09.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phone'/><title type='text'>Jamie's surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mag iisang linggo na kaming di nagkikita ni Jamie gawa nang nagkasakit sya bago sya pumasok nung nakaraang linggo at sa wakas nagkita na kami kahapon. May surpresa daw sya sa kin. Kala ko naman ang pangarap ko ng laptop, toink! Pero masaya pa rin kasi ang gusto nyang phone ay nabili na nya dahil sa tamang araw sya nagbabayad ng credit card nya kaya binigyan sya ng 3x sa credit limit, bongga lang! O sya eto na yung bagong toy nya, N82 -black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233834504074236258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKJQwFyHEWI/AAAAAAAAABw/DuQMtiDils0/s320/nokia.jpg" width="363" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pagaling ka na jams. ^.^&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/4563186580835377086-7629365268536371465?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/7629365268536371465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=7629365268536371465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/7629365268536371465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/7629365268536371465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/08/jamies-surprise.html' title='Jamie&apos;s surprise!'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKJQwFyHEWI/AAAAAAAAABw/DuQMtiDils0/s72-c/nokia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-9137534393528196491</id><published>2008-07-31T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:29:18.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chowking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='credit card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rebates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>rebates and spring onions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ano daw? Halo halo, mantao, soup na may chopped spring onions, soy sauce at asado sauce?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isang araw gusto ni Jamie maki celebrate with his college buddies sa Mall of Asia. Alas siete pa ng gabi gaganapin ang pagdiriwang. Since galing kami shift at sobrang gutom gusto namin kumain pero ayoko na sa mamahaling restaurant, gusto ko na lang sana umuwi kumain ng sardinas at malamig na kanin saka matulog nang mabawasan din yung gutom kaso sabi ni Jamie li-libre nya daw ako ng halo-halo sa Chowking. O siya sige since libre naman (ika nga ni Kiko beggars don't choose, or can't for that matter) napag decisyonan kong sumama ke Jamie at kumain. Pareho kaming walang gagastusin kasi sa kada 1000 pesos na ginastos nya gamit ng BPI credit card may halo halo or chowfan sa kahit anong branch ng Chowking. Tadhana nga naman kung minsan ibibigay sa yo kahit di mo hinihingi. Actually pang ilang beses na akong nilibre ni Jamie kahit ang dating libre ay burger meal ng Jollibee. Since alas siete ang gala nya inisip kong gisingin sya through text kaso wala na naman akong load so sabi nya pumunta na lang kami sa bahay nya matutulog sya at ako maiiwang gising para magising sya ng sakto sa oras? Parang maling logic yun ah? Ako ngayon ang hindi matutulog para may taga gising ka? Aba hindi pwede so sabi ko uwi na lang ako eh para san pa at wala din akong tulog kaya napagtanto namin habang pinapapak namin ang mantao na may palamang asado sause at humigop ng maanghang na sabaw (kasi naman nilagyan ba ng chilli) at kumain ng halo halo na manonood na lang kami ng DVD hanggang sa makaalis sya ng alas siete. Bago mangyari ang hindi pagtulog ni Jamie ng hindi matino nung mga nakaraang araw eto yung kinain niya - I mean, namin pala. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230434079973013922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SJY8FW3jeaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vdyURK8B3P8/s320/DSC02050.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Si Jamie handang handa na sa paghahalo ng pampaanghang at toyo sa sabaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230434995010770482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SJY86npjljI/AAAAAAAAABY/rM6KnJEeL14/s320/DSC02049.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sabaw (libre) at Mantao (P16.00 only) - Yep eto na yung pinaka gastos namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230435420694482786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SJY9TZcdj2I/AAAAAAAAABg/y40AipM30EY/s320/DSC02048.JPG" width="186" border="0" /&gt;Add soy sauce to the sabaw to taste and asado sauce to your mantao for a change. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally ladies and gentlemen..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230436047213476306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="293" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SJY933aOudI/AAAAAAAAABo/AwMs1ajVLxQ/s320/DSC02051.JPG" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our dessert, well eto talaga yung main course kasi eto yung pinunta ko dito tapos yung sa gilid ang mantao na pinatakan ko ng asado sauce (nagmukhang spongha na may grasa- masarap yan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ngayon sinong may sabing mahal tumira sa Makati? heheh. Depende kung sino ng kasama mo at kung san ka gagala at kung may credit card at swipe ka ng swipe gamitin ang rebates hanggang sa magsawa. O depende na din kung sinong kasama mo, kung si Jamie less than 30 pesos lang gagastusin mo kung ako naman nasa mga bente lang kasi lakad ng lakad bawal nang sumakay kahit bus (lalo na't papunta kina Jamie).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-9137534393528196491?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/9137534393528196491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=9137534393528196491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/9137534393528196491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/9137534393528196491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/07/rebates-and-spring-onions.html' title='rebates and spring onions'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SJY8FW3jeaI/AAAAAAAAABQ/vdyURK8B3P8/s72-c/DSC02050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-4769986980376835713</id><published>2008-07-28T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T05:46:38.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='badet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psyche'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jowa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dencios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raine'/><title type='text'>Series of Unconsiously Misleading Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mag Jowa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;by psyche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIyqo25iorI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z36I4vu0uiw/s1600-h/1_313248535l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227740886378652338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIyqo25iorI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z36I4vu0uiw/s320/1_313248535l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Issue # 1. Si Kiko at ako. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Location: Dencio's, Paseo Center, Makati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Occation: Umiinom lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mukha daw kaming mag jowa sa letratong ito. Si kiko ay ang badet na pinangarap naming halikan na Pia na hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin nagiging successful. Nakailang attempts na kaming gawin yun since last year (at ang latest ay nung nakaraang linggo) muntik na kaming masuntok ni Kiko. Eh syempre lalaki din naman yung tao kahit badet. Pero si Kiko may pag-asa pa talaga tong maging lalaki, or pinapangarap naming may pag-asa pa tong maging lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227803155328210018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="209" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIzjRY0BFGI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F2f2KTt4OTI/s320/jamieraine.jpg" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue # 2. Jamie and Raine&lt;br /&gt;Location: CCP, Manila&lt;br /&gt;Occation: PS Year-end party 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Gusto ko sanang sabihing magkamukha kayo dito since etong post na to ay tungkol sa mukhang mag jowa, yeah, mukha kayong mag jowa dito. LOL. Pero hindi talaga talo. Una sa lahat si Raine may totoong boyfriend yan tapos mag housemates pa silang dalawa ni Jamie. Hindi sila tomboy para maging silang para ding kami ni Kiko. Pero lam mo Jams kahit tong picture na to di ka mapagkamalang lalaki talaga eh. Antayin ka mo nila yung kuha nating dalawa na mas mukha pa akong lalaki sa yo at mas mapula pa yung labi mo ke sa labi ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the 4th day He rose Again...&lt;br /&gt;by Jamie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At long last nakapahinga rin me after marathon work and gala. 3 days of no sleep can really tale a toll on you and your beauty (naks!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Eto kasi ang mga nangyari:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Day1: Thursday - July 24 - 8:30pm (Muntinlupa)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I woke up at 8:30pm to prepare for work and to fix my things. Dahil kakagaling ng rest day, may mga dalang clothes na pina laundry. And from muntinlupa, nag travel me to makati for my work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Day2: Friday - July 25 - 1am (Makati)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At dahil 1st day of my work week, trabaho lang ng walang katapusan (may konting ka ek ekan n rin) hanggang mag log out ng 10am. After shift, met gwennie para mag crash course sa Frontpage to fix my website (&lt;a href="http://www.schemingflirt.com/"&gt;http://www.schemingflirt.com/&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2pm na nang we left office for food sa chowking and konting chismis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4:30 pm: We then proceeded to my place para mag video marathon dahil nag decide me na wag na matulog 'coz I have to meet my friends for a Bday celebration sa MOA ng 7pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;7:00 pm: Nasa condo p rin me at nagaayos ng sarili coz nawili me kaka nuod ng Sex and the City Series. (yun yung naging video marathon)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;9:00 pm: Finally arrived sa MOA. Grand entrance si Ate, uber fashionably late. After i-greet ang aking friend na si Tharane ng Happy Birthday, walang humpay na chismisan, kwentuhan, inuman and kainan sa Gerry's ang nangyari. Tagal n kasi hindi nagkitakita ang mga college buddies ko and me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKs9gmfAgPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/goYVpQCBPto/s1600-h/08102008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236346622044045554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SKs9gmfAgPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/goYVpQCBPto/s320/08102008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto and Bday Girl na si Tharane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Day 3: Saturday - July 26 - 1am (Makati)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1:00 am: Fresh from my MOA escapade, kahit warla na kaiinom, derecho n naman sa aking pinakamamahal na PEOPLESUPPORT to work. Ganun ko kamahal ang aking company and ang aking work. (Wahahahahaha). At dahil walang 2log c loka, may paunti unting idlip na nasisingit dahil wala naman queue ng calls.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10:00 am: Log out. After shift, nakipag kita naman me sa aking mga friendly friends (mykeps, gwen, car, cash, cha-cha, marcy, joel and kiko), para sa konting brunch and konting inom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;12:30 pm: Napadpad kami sa Greenbelt para ipagpatuloy ang pagkain sa Red Box. Eat-Drink-Sing All you can kasi ang promo nila. Nagbago ang composition ng group, umuwi n c cha-cha and kiko, c mykeps ay bumalik sa work ulit, pero napalitan naman cla ng malanding c Mau. Lamon at Concert ang nangyari sa loob ng Red Box, kulang n lang pti yung mic ay kinain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3:00 pm: Tpos n ang gig sa Red Box. Kailangan ng gawin ang dapat gawin. Humiwalay na si Joel and c Marcy. Punta kami sa marks and spencer to buy lingerie ni car. After ng bra, naisipan ni mau na magpaayos ng Hair. at dahil maarte ang lola, dinala namin sa Bench Fix. Dapat magpapa foot spa c gwennie para may kasabay c mau, kaya lang wala ang mga foot spa-ista. Nauwing mag isa nag paayos si mau... ng hair. At isa pang malanding request ni mau ay wag sya maiwan mag isa, ninenerbyos ata, kaya nagpaiwan n rin c gwennie. That left me, car and cash para mag buy ng Electric fan ni ninang gwennie and mag grocery ng kung anung anik anik. Na-sad p c Car kasi hindi sya ang nkapili ng pork na pang sinigang. (yung ate sa meat section ang namili). Me naman, bumili ng kalandian aka products of science sa watsons. Pag balik sa Bench fix, nashock kami and natuwa.... TAO na si mau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;7:00 pm: At long last we decided to part ways na. Talagang bumabagsak na ang eyes ko and mga super daming yawns n lang ang nagagawa ko. Pagka dating sa condo, nag ayos lang ng sarili and then punta n ulit sa work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Day 4 - Sunday - 12:00 am (Makati)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;12:00 am: Napadpad me ulit sa pinakamamahal kong PEOPLESUPPORT to work. At dahil maaga me ng 1 hr, naidlip n lang ako. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;12:57 am: Ewan ko ba at bigla na lang me nagising like crazy. Wala naman gumising sakin. Miracle ata kasi 1:00am kelangan na mag log in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1:00 am: Walang humpay na pag trabaho n naman. Hindi gaano naka idlip kasi paminsan-minsan nagkaka queue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10:00 am: log out na sa wakas. walang kaibi-kaibigan. derecho uwi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10:45 am: Nag saing me para may makain. Pag katapos i Press ang cook rice setting, humiga muna me para mag text....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10:00 pm: Bigla n lang akong nagising kasi nag alarm yung phone ko. Naka2log n pala ako. Goodluck sa sinaing. Kinain n lang ng mga housemates ko pag dating nila. Hindi na naman ako nakakain. Kung nasunog cguro yung condo, namatay na ko dahil mas malala p me sa 2 log mantika ng araw na yun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Boys and Girls, to Follow n lang ang mga Images ok? ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-4769986980376835713?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/4769986980376835713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=4769986980376835713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/4769986980376835713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/4769986980376835713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/07/series-of-unconsiously-misleading.html' title='Series of Unconsiously Misleading Events'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIyqo25iorI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z36I4vu0uiw/s72-c/1_313248535l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-3381793709215888851</id><published>2008-07-25T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:22:05.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gwen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poks'/><title type='text'>Maldita Ka Gwennie (Just LIke Me!)</title><content type='html'>Ewan ko nga ba kung san n namang ka-weirdohang mundo nakuha ni Gwennie ang idea na mag post kami ng Blog almost everyday. And take note kelangan related sa pagiging POKS! dba? MGF! (May Ganung Factor!) Pero syempre, mukhang exciting rin ito. Lahat ng kalandian and what not sa POKS universe mailalahad na para sa masa... Nyahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, kung nabasa nyo ang panimulang Blog ni ninang, halos lahat ng kaPOKSan nagawa na namin. Nangunguna jan ang pag-ispiya at panghahabol sa Hottie Chinese sa Greenbelt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIk_t-CeHXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QE8fpPvS0uY/s1600-h/Scandals....1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226778901520194930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIk_t-CeHXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QE8fpPvS0uY/s320/Scandals....1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIk_t9vm-QI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VEMpMyNWms4/s1600-h/Scandals....2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226778901441083650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIk_t9vm-QI/AAAAAAAAAAc/VEMpMyNWms4/s320/Scandals....2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dba panalo? Landi lang talaga. Wala pa jan ang walang humpay n pag lamon at pag try ng kung anu anung restos. Weakness tlga pag Eat-all-You-can. Kulang n lang pagulungin kami sa sobrang kabusugan (sulitin kasi mahal no!). Nanjan na ang pagkakasakit namin ni mau the day after we binged, ang pag eksena sa CR ni Rain sa Glorietta, ang pagkasira ng tyan ni Gwennie, and to top it all off, ang pag collapse ni Girlie pagkauwi nya. (No thanks sa Eat all you can sa Dads, Kamayan and Saisaki).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIlQbZYhPXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lVmEdnsaNT8/s1600-h/Ultimate-Buffet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226797274140589426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIlQbZYhPXI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lVmEdnsaNT8/s320/Ultimate-Buffet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would have to say na very happy me at napunta me sa PS, dahil kung hindi, walang salitang POKS!, walang reyna ang ELINK Web Hosting (Sori mau! na dethrone naman me, kaya ok lang), wala me nakilala na mga super lovable peeps sa Hosting. I Labs You All!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Until the next POKS Misadventures... Mwuah Mwuah!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-3381793709215888851?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/3381793709215888851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=3381793709215888851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3381793709215888851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/3381793709215888851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/07/maldita-ka-gwennie-just-like-me.html' title='Maldita Ka Gwennie (Just LIke Me!)'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIk_t-CeHXI/AAAAAAAAAAU/QE8fpPvS0uY/s72-c/Scandals....1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4563186580835377086.post-2625711112314057845</id><published>2008-07-24T16:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T16:30:16.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gala'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jamie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schemingflirt.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gwen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poks'/><title type='text'>si Jamie at ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inisip ko kung anong magandang maging topic sa unang post namin ni Jamie. Actually di pa nya alam na gagawa ako ng blog para sa mga gala namin kasi si Jams naka rest day. Kung iisipin mo sa dami nang mga nangyari sa min mula sa pagaantay sa isa't isa tuwing gagala pagkatapos ng trabaho hanggang sa pag swipe ng credit card nya sa mga cellphone ng ibang miyembro ng sambayanang poks hanggang sa muntik nang paggulong sa kabusugan sa paghabol ng instik sa Greenbelt 5 para lang makipagkilala hanggang sa kung saan abutin ng antok dahil sa sobrang gala di ko na mabilang kahit isama ko pa ang mga daliri ni Jamie. Ang blog na to ay magsisilbing journal ng lahat ng gala namin kahit sino pa man ang mga kasama namin sa kahit anong araw ng taon o maging anong oras man dito nya makikita kung saan kami dadalhin ng paa namin magkasama man kami sa gala o hindi. Maaaring ang malathala sa ibang araw ay galing sa archive ng aming mga multiply sites or friendster or kahit ano pa mang maisipan naming i-post. Pero basta halos lahat dito destinasyon, okasyon o pwede ring kahit anong kwento lang kung saan ang presensya ko o ni Jamie ay andun. At dahil mahilig kami sa pictures lahat ng posts sisiguraduhin naming may letraro ng muka namin, mga kasama namin o lugar na mapupuntahan namin maging ito man ay kamangha mangha o walang kwenta o di kaya mga mukha ng mga magiging kasama namin san man kami mapunta. Simula ngayon (or bukas) pangako ko Jams magdadala na ako ng phone para makakuha ng letrato. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome sa buhay ng mga POKitang naninirahan sa makati (sa ngayon).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226494853012774834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIg9YK4737I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZZcDiwVipLA/s320/Scandals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4563186580835377086-2625711112314057845?l=reigningpoks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/feeds/2625711112314057845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4563186580835377086&amp;postID=2625711112314057845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/2625711112314057845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4563186580835377086/posts/default/2625711112314057845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reigningpoks.blogspot.com/2008/07/si-jamie-at-ako.html' title='si Jamie at ako'/><author><name>Jamie and Psyche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12367435524808524604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SI7cpJ9VsAI/AAAAAAAAABI/p1UKALxxlhE/S220/jam+and+gwen.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Q6xQi0TGM8Q/SIg9YK4737I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ZZcDiwVipLA/s72-c/Scandals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
