<?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-4614950703837501360</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:40:26.897-08:00</updated><category term='heartless'/><category term='david arquette'/><category term='2009'/><category term='frog'/><category term='kate beckinsale'/><category term='sweetness'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='cry'/><category term='premiere night'/><category term='movies'/><category term='traitors'/><category term='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><category term='wow'/><category term='bride wars'/><category term='traitor'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='cute'/><category term='ha ji won'/><category 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4'/><category term='disneyland'/><category term='kris allen'/><category term='queen'/><category term='dangerously in love'/><category term='best actress'/><category term='20'/><category term='talk n text'/><category term='courtney cox'/><category term='queen elizabeth'/><category term='sp'/><category term='master'/><category term='if i were a boy'/><title type='text'>chasing the pavements</title><subtitle type='html'>should i give up or should i just keep chasing pavements?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3339119703420693691</id><published>2010-09-08T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:51:45.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK</title><content type='html'>I am back!!!! I miss writing in this blog and for sure many miss reading my entries too..lol!  So here you go, I am giving into your requests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with me lately? Well, I am just enjoying each day to the fullest. I don't like frogs anymore at least I am trying to stop myself. I decided that they are not fun to play with anymore but we'll see if any of those frogs can change himself and out of that category. Haha. I still have hope. Because I am full of hope. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Hmm I will update this blog as often as I did before, so you can read my thoughts, my whining, my whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you didn't miss me much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Camille&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3339119703420693691?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3339119703420693691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3339119703420693691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3339119703420693691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3339119703420693691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5259524889763727857</id><published>2010-07-06T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:01:17.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'>watch where?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://survivormuch.com/uncategorized/watch-where/"&gt;watch where?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5259524889763727857?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://survivormuch.com/uncategorized/watch-where/' title='watch where?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5259524889763727857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5259524889763727857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5259524889763727857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5259524889763727857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/07/watch-where.html' title='watch where?'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8116511441725277325</id><published>2010-06-28T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:27:02.568-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures to scream 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neve campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='who will be in scream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidney prescott'/><title type='text'>Sidney Prescott is back</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't posted here in a long time....but this one excites me that I gotta post it here...Woohoo Sidney Prescott is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are starting to shoot for Scream 4... Oh it's my favorite back in the days and now they are back -Gail, Dewey and of course Sidney....yey! I am so excited about this and here's a picture in the set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fangoria.com/images/stories/JUNE10/120931678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 462px; height: 346px;" src="http://www.fangoria.com/images/stories/JUNE10/120931678.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     Sidney!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidney has a gorgeous bangs...haha I am excited for this! Oh my gosh didn't I just mention the word excited for like over and over? Well, that's how excited I am, and dang another one! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neve Campbell, Courtney Cox-Arquette, and David Arquette still in Scream 4 after 10 years since it was first shown, makes it really special, I can't wait for it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8116511441725277325?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8116511441725277325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8116511441725277325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8116511441725277325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8116511441725277325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/06/sidney-prescott-is-back.html' title='Sidney Prescott is back'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-6611194430261526236</id><published>2010-03-11T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T18:27:07.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everybody in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Everbody in Love</title><content type='html'>My favorite song for the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in Love&lt;br /&gt;by JLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in love, go put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in love, go put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Everybody in love, go put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;If you're in love, put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know you need someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When the need is so strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; When they're gone you don't know how to go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; So the whole world is stuck in a moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Standing still until they come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You accept that they've, got things to do&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes in the end there's nothing left for you&lt;br /&gt;If hurt is missing your baby&lt;br /&gt;I've done too much of it lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every minutes like an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every hours like a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every day lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But what else am I gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What else could it be missing you so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Long as I'm where you're going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even when we mad, and say we're through&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside you feel the same way I do&lt;br /&gt;Might as well turn around and just end this&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's harder tryin' to stay mad&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you that you can't stay here&lt;br /&gt;Knowing just as soon as you disappear&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be missing you baby&lt;br /&gt;Soon as you get up and you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every minutes like an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every hours like a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every day lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But what else am I gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What else could it be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Missing you so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Long as I'm where you're going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Everybody in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Go on put your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Everybody in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Go on put your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Everybody in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Go on put your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you're in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Put your hands up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (Repeat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every minutes like an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every hours like a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Every day lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; But what else am I gonna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What else could it be, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Missing you so deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Long as I'm where you're going to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wait up, wait up for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a positive song... I love it.. It's been my LSS for the past days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'd wait up forever and a day for you! I wait up wait up for you... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-6611194430261526236?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/6611194430261526236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=6611194430261526236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6611194430261526236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6611194430261526236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/03/everbody-in-love.html' title='Everbody in Love'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8298012823446183996</id><published>2010-01-24T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:31:39.847-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the blindside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra bullock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oscars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best actress'/><title type='text'>another win for Sandra Bullock</title><content type='html'>Sandra Bullock just won another award via Screen Actors Guild for her role in the movie The Blindside... and looks like everybody's looking for  one more thing to make it sweeter and that's the Oscars...oh I really hope she nails it. Let's all cross our fingers.... However, Sandra is not entertaining Oscars talk this early. How humble of her. I really really love her. I think 2009 was really her year and let it be much sweet with an Oscar award...please?! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i45.tinypic.com/300wrqa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 473px;" src="http://i45.tinypic.com/300wrqa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20100124/i/r3162154979.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=307&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=ZMeSpS1kUDF92NxBvamrQQ--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/rids/20100124/i/r3162154979.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=307&amp;amp;q=85&amp;amp;sig=ZMeSpS1kUDF92NxBvamrQQ--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am so darn excited to see The Blindside this Wednesday Jan. 27...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8298012823446183996?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8298012823446183996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8298012823446183996' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8298012823446183996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8298012823446183996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-win-for-sandra-bullock.html' title='another win for Sandra Bullock'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i45.tinypic.com/300wrqa_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4779725713678698165</id><published>2010-01-18T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T23:05:05.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the blindside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandra bullock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best actress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golden globe 2010'/><title type='text'>sandra bullock won</title><content type='html'>and I love it....so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly agree that 2009 was her year with the smashing success of her movies The Proposal and The Blindside.... and this Golden Globe award for Best Actress for Drama via the movie The Blindside makes it even sweeter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID35621/images/resized_sandra_bullock_golden_globes_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 449px;" src="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID35621/images/resized_sandra_bullock_golden_globes_01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra Bullock deserves it so much! Love the dress too and the hair!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2010/01/95840145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 492px;" src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/gawker/2010/01/95840145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4779725713678698165?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4779725713678698165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4779725713678698165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4779725713678698165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4779725713678698165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/01/sandra-bullock-won.html' title='sandra bullock won'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8618701530791562257</id><published>2010-01-14T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:11:23.377-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dangerously in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zooey deschanel'/><title type='text'>this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/3905066096_fd15a0c194_o.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 133px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2637/3905066096_fd15a0c194_o.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cuteness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8618701530791562257?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8618701530791562257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8618701530791562257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8618701530791562257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8618701530791562257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/01/this.html' title='this'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3960286183902432103</id><published>2010-01-01T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:04:00.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>hello 2010</title><content type='html'>2009 was relatively a tough year. However, I still consider every little thing happened as a learning lesson...as cliche as it may sound but "what doesn't kill you,  indeed makes you stronger". it's true and it has been my motto since 2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, first day of 2010, priorities must be set. Oh I am so excited for this year. I have a great feeling and I know this year will be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been patient for 2009 and I know it will pay off this 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome 2010.....!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3960286183902432103?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3960286183902432103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3960286183902432103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3960286183902432103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3960286183902432103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010.html' title='hello 2010'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3253575352463197955</id><published>2009-12-27T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T16:14:33.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, Birthday....etc.</title><content type='html'>Alright, I am late again in terms of posting an entry...but sigh. I was just not in the mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it was Christmas and my birthday 3 days ago.....and ahm and...well that's pretty much all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Merry Christmas to all...and Happy New Year in advance just in case I will not be in the mood again to write, but I think I will.... Gotta come up with long list of New Year's resolution.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3253575352463197955?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3253575352463197955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3253575352463197955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3253575352463197955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3253575352463197955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-birthdayetc.html' title='Christmas, Birthday....etc.'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4703796332064092076</id><published>2009-12-08T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:21:26.966-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady gaga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royalty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fierce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen elizabeth'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga meets the Queen</title><content type='html'>Lady Gaga performed in front of the Queen and actually shook hands... awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i47.tinypic.com/4rb1gm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 440px; height: 477px;" src="http://i47.tinypic.com/4rb1gm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lady Gaga is really fierce!! Love her, love her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4703796332064092076?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4703796332064092076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4703796332064092076' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4703796332064092076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4703796332064092076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/12/lady-gaga-meets-queen.html' title='Lady Gaga meets the Queen'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i47.tinypic.com/4rb1gm_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3435239927181382938</id><published>2009-12-06T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:16:59.601-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate beckinsale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zooey deschanel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vodka'/><title type='text'>absolutely absolut...</title><content type='html'>Ever since, my favorite drink has been vodka and my brand is definitely Absolut... I love all flavors from Citron, Vanilla, Mandarin, Kurant, Raspberry to the fab Gold...I really love 'em all. During college days, Absolut was the star for every house party...  and it will always be the star for me in terms of cocktail drinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I found some pictures of their new ad featuring two of my favorites: Kate Beckinsale and Summer herself Zooey Deschanel...  Looking fabulous but weird at the same time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Beckinsale oozing fabulous in green...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123445/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 443px; height: 654px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123445/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandarin crushed all over....clever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123443/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 631px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123443/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking fierce in bloody red though I'm not a big fan of bloody mary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123446/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 675px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123446/KATE-BECKINSALE.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, look at barbie-like Zooey Deschanel...  So cosmo you barely recognize her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123447/ZOOEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 680px;" src="http://images.huffingtonpost.com/gen/123447/ZOOEY.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely Absolut.... Love it as always.&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/4614950703837501360-3435239927181382938?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3435239927181382938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3435239927181382938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3435239927181382938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3435239927181382938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/12/absolutely-absolut.html' title='absolutely absolut...'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3220357899297326828</id><published>2009-12-03T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:03:34.848-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waiting'/><title type='text'>frogs and princes</title><content type='html'>I say....frogs frogs frogs puro na lang frogs.....prince naman kaya?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish it's that simple but no...it's not at all simple in fact very very complicated... Here's a perfect song for my sentiments right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Frogs and Princes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span&gt;by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The in &amp;amp; out of datin's got me all confused&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I build up expectation, end up feelin used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems everybody's into fast food, everybody's into quick&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to take the time Fine dine me not rush it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  Its nearly 7.30 I'm slippin' on  a dress&lt;br /&gt;I keep my fingers crossed you're not like all the rest&lt;br /&gt;So when you come to pick me up come right to my door&lt;br /&gt;Dont stay in ur car and beep beep the horn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe Im a hopeless romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll pick the sounds for the backgroud to our drive into town&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't be one of the traffic&lt;br /&gt;Had too many nights with the wrong guys comin'up redlights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tell me how many frogs do I have to kiss&lt;br /&gt;Before I find my Prince &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I find my Prince&lt;br /&gt;All you girls that are goin' thru this&lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em how it is &lt;br /&gt;Tell 'em how it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pull up to our premiere, Red carpet good&lt;br /&gt;You check my coat, get my chair like I hoped u would&lt;br /&gt;You're funny and your flirtin's really workin 4 me&lt;br /&gt;But where it goes from here gotta wait and see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe Im a hopeless romantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'll pick the view that we kiss to make me go Ooh Ooh&lt;br /&gt;But maybe it'll all turn out tragic&lt;br /&gt;And u'll push 4 more back at my front door more than Im ready for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta..Tip the waiter, thats how it works&lt;br /&gt;You cant skip the starter, go straight to desert&lt;br /&gt;U gotta.. pop the cork..Before u taste the wine&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a mad dash for the finish...&lt;br /&gt;Line up in a row cos the dating game is (wooh)&lt;br /&gt;We get hooked up but the real shame is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too much connnection followed by rejection&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S'gonna hurt a girl till she learns her lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when?!!!! sigh. I wish soon. Well I'm still keeping my faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxiXk8Fw8QI/AAAAAAAAAJc/skPOIygUS1Y/s1600-h/frog_prince_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxiXk8Fw8QI/AAAAAAAAAJc/skPOIygUS1Y/s200/frog_prince_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411241613147042050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show up my frog prince!!!!! and for crying out loud turn into prince...LOL&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/4614950703837501360-3220357899297326828?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3220357899297326828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3220357899297326828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3220357899297326828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3220357899297326828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/12/frogs-and-princes.html' title='frogs and princes'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxiXk8Fw8QI/AAAAAAAAAJc/skPOIygUS1Y/s72-c/frog_prince_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3298669371051565524</id><published>2009-11-30T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:19:37.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scream 4'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david arquette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wes craven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courtney cox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neve campbell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kevin williamson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sidney prescott'/><title type='text'>sidney prescott returns...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxR8L-ezGLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g874D14ZkxM/s1600/nevecampbell.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxR8L-ezGLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g874D14ZkxM/s200/nevecampbell.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410085597571389618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite films of all time is Scream or shall I say Scream 1,2,3 and one of my favorite characters again of all time is Sidney Prescott... and now she'll be back with the fourth and hopefully not the last Scream movie and I was like woah can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many movies to be excited about...but I think this one will be on top of my list...Come on reunion of Neve Campbell, Wes Craven, Kevin Williamson plus the couple David and Courtney Arquette will be seriously fantastic!!!! Ready to scream out loud again!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ag3qlz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 398px;" src="http://i49.tinypic.com/2ag3qlz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3298669371051565524?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3298669371051565524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3298669371051565524' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3298669371051565524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3298669371051565524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/11/sidney-prescott-return.html' title='sidney prescott returns...'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SxR8L-ezGLI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g874D14ZkxM/s72-c/nevecampbell.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4600156144896434387</id><published>2009-11-26T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:25:22.264-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dangerously in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jayz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sw8p6BiM54I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xogl-E3Pd5w/s1600/tasnrs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sw8p6BiM54I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xogl-E3Pd5w/s200/tasnrs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408587754316294018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so sweet -Beyonce and JayZ... They look so cute in this picture... I was particularly touched when Beyonce said that her song Dangerously in Love was pertaining to the time she fell in love with her husband--JayZ. oh how sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4600156144896434387?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4600156144896434387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4600156144896434387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4600156144896434387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4600156144896434387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/11/sweet.html' title='sweet'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sw8p6BiM54I/AAAAAAAAAJM/Xogl-E3Pd5w/s72-c/tasnrs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5371336309812013952</id><published>2009-11-24T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:52:56.173-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelly clarkson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>queen of pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Is it over yet&lt;br /&gt;Can I open my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;Is this as hard as it gets&lt;br /&gt;Is this what it feels like to really cry, cry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson never fails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5371336309812013952?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5371336309812013952/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2544632739283823722</id><published>2009-11-23T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:35:48.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rob marshall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate hudson'/><title type='text'>excited about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nine-movie.com/#/home-page"&gt;Nine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="598" height="288"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/flv-embed/flvplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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flashvars="width=598&amp;amp;height=288&amp;amp;file=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/rob-marshall-nine-trailer.flv&amp;amp;image=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/rob-marshall-nine-trailer.jpg&amp;amp;logo=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/FSnet-Video-Logo.png&amp;amp;link=http://www.firstshowing.net&amp;amp;stretching=fill&amp;amp;quality=false&amp;amp;bufferlength=6&amp;amp;volume=90"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn excited for this movie: Oh of course Kate Hudson's a favorite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.omg.yahoo.com/omg/us/img/0a/73/3040_1987471920.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2544632739283823722?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2544632739283823722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2544632739283823722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2544632739283823722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2544632739283823722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/11/excited-about.html' title='excited about...'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-6224412345336251468</id><published>2009-11-14T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T08:40:03.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanda is the newest Pinoy Sole Survivor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7cwtZXrOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/f-Jya18Febw/s1600-h/castaways1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403999332269010146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7cwtZXrOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/f-Jya18Febw/s320/castaways1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when i thought Survivor Philippines: Palau will have a bad ending when Mika was voted off courtesy of the Justine-Jef-Charles alliance and leaving Mika’s bff Amanda alone and almost hopeless..yesterday at the finale the sweetest and probably the best ending happened when Amanda was announced as the newest Pinoy Sole Survivor. Congrats Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;Well, after Mika was voted off, Amanda became very emotional. She felt so alone and most importantly betrayed- betrayed by their friend Jef and the chameleon Charles who promised Mika that he will vote Jef out but actually did the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998023775436274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7bki4MPfI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kgjQ2h_z6DU/s320/amanda1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the last immunity challenge wherein the condo unit was at stake Amanda looked so blank certainly because of her emotions and the time Paolo was explaining the challenge, tears actually fell from her eyes which made me think that Mika and their friendship was really her source of strength. However, I was so proud of her that even though she felt so hopeless, she still was able to think wisely. She talked to Jef and Charles causing a rift between the JJC alliance that made Justine mad like hell and thankfully making Jef realized she was wrong of turning back on Amanda and Mika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998146314144722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7brrXsi9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/na2-tmNsU2k/s320/mika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When they reached the tribal council for the last elimination, Paolo Bediones called the members of the jury one by one and when he called Mika, she blew a kiss for Amanda and in a snap Amanda became all teary-eyed again probably remembering the fact that her BFF was now on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998355688157026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7b33WWb2I/AAAAAAAAAIg/Lt-XhKNosxc/s320/Cap08021_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the voting Amanda and Charles got two votes each that's why a tie-breaker was needed and that's a fire-making challenge. It was so nerve-wrecking, Charles was able to make a fire first but he wasn't succesful to completely burn the tie which Amanda did so she was declared the winner of the challenge and part of the Final 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, the face off of the Final 3 and the members of the jury happened. They answered the questions the jury threw one by one. As expected Justine turned into her beauty pageant contestant-mode as she answered the questions thrown at her. However, I strongly believe that she was very inconsistent with her answers like when she said that she was just a good follower contradicting her answer at one point in the game wherein she said that she learned to be the captain of her own ship and that she will always be the captain. She also said outside life shall not be included but when Paolo asked her to tell who she is she was like "isa akong mabuting anak, mabait na kaibigan, etc etc." yeah right you just said outside life shall be out of the question. Well, on the other hand, Amanda answered the questions with all honesty but not enough to persuade the jury to vote for her. BUT when Mika's turn to do the questioning arrived everything changed which I believe made Amanda won. She told Amanda to tell her life and why she deserves to be the sole survivor which she knows already but the others don't. With this, Amanda knew that Mika's letting her talk to get the jury's vote and she took this opportunity to talk everything out and actually served as her final speech. It was very spectacular! Mika is really clever! She proved that her control for the game didn't end when she was voted off. She didn't just control the whole game up to the final 5 but also directed her BFF's winning shot/speech. Sigh. Mika is really my favorite! However, Amanda's win was also her win because she did made it possible. Mika-Amanda tandem is really really amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, congratulations to Amanda for being the newest Pinoy Sole Survivor. It was indeed a sweet and probably the best ending! Survivor Philippines:Palau was unbelievably spectacular and a truly world-class! &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_5403998609437413938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7cGoo40jI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xhQk1F9l6Mc/s320/survivor_palau.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4614950703837501360-6224412345336251468?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/6224412345336251468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=6224412345336251468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6224412345336251468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6224412345336251468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-when-i-thought-survivor.html' title='Amanda is the newest Pinoy Sole Survivor'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sv7cwtZXrOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/f-Jya18Febw/s72-c/castaways1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8921400348156440811</id><published>2009-08-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T23:59:06.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saved.</title><content type='html'>Saved.  Just in the nick of time.  Thank God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8921400348156440811?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8921400348156440811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8921400348156440811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8921400348156440811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8921400348156440811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/08/saved.html' title='saved.'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5587217297653540625</id><published>2009-08-14T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:56:43.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drowning</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am drowning these days...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when will I be saved.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who could save me&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know if I ever want to be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;I know one day while trying to learn to breathe under the water...&lt;br /&gt;one hand will come to save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand who will just carry me and bring me to a safe place&lt;br /&gt;and not just a mere bystander who will ask if I am drowning&lt;br /&gt;or why am I drowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also possible that I can save myself&lt;br /&gt;When I learned how to be strong&lt;br /&gt;when I learned how to overcome my fear&lt;br /&gt;and when I learned how to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I am very scared.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll try  my best to survive.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot shout for help for I am too weak&lt;br /&gt;But, I'll wait for the right time to be saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be soon&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping it will be tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5587217297653540625?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5587217297653540625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5587217297653540625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5587217297653540625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5587217297653540625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/08/drowning.html' title='Drowning'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5191045105398930815</id><published>2009-07-06T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:41:13.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jhaziri's funniest moments</title><content type='html'>Jhaziri is my cute inaanak/niece, a daughter of my cousin....  We're always playing.... We enjoy taking pictures... We love watching movies... We love to party haha and have a song and dance number... We love Starbucks and we love Krispy Kreme.... In short I really adore her..... I love her so much even though she would always say she loves my sister Lara more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's kinda sad that she's back at their house already and attends her school there, but last week she stayed at our house and she had so many funny moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Jhaziri and her unbelievable wishes....&lt;br /&gt;&gt; When she's around we'd always go to SM and her favorite place is none other than Toy Kingdom... She'd always spend so much time looking for toys as if she haven't seen it...duh! As much as I can I always try to buy at least one toy for her.... So, everytime we're in SM, Ninang is the best for her, since my sister always gets mad if Jhaziri wish to buy toy.  Last week, she was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ninang bili mo ko nito saka eto saka eto pa&lt;/span&gt;...."and I was like okay next time na yung iba sa birthday mo na ha.... Then she stopped or so I thought, then she followed-up with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ninang bilhin mo yung buong SM sa birthday ko ha?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jusme.....! Ano daw? Buong SM? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLey-2fYyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AfSOJZBaRWQ/s1600-h/Image247.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/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLey-2fYyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AfSOJZBaRWQ/s320/Image247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355587874343314210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the other day, we were asked by my mom to buy medicines at Mercury Drug, and of course Jhaziri didn't fail to see those chocolates, she asked me to buy her favorite Cadbury with matching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ninang oh wouldn't it be nice if the world was cadbury?"&lt;/span&gt; then yeah right I bought of course... when we were at the counter she was like with her usual loud voice &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ninang pati na rin buong Mercury bilhin mo sa birthday ko ha?" &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hala! Pati Mercury pa ngayon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she said that the guard and the lady at the counter were both laughing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jhaziri and her Optimus Prime, Megatron and many others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She loves watching cartoons and those cars and robots thingee.... and her current favorite is Transformers... everytime she sees a yellow car she would shout "hotshot" and she'll go on and on and on... So, last week we watched Transformers the movie and the moment those robots appeared she hysterically said "Ninang ayan na si Bumble bee etc etc......" I am not too familiar with Transformers as I haven't watch the 1st one so I was like okay...... She was really excited to watch. Then after a while she called me "Ninang" and almost teary-eyed and I was like "Bakit bebe?" Then she said "sinisipa nung bata ung upuan ko e" hahahaha funny! May be those kids got irritated with all her boasting that she knows those Transformers cast..... I told Jhaziri, e di sabihin mo wag sipain... she replied "eh anjan yung mommy nila baka awayin ako" haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLe-V92FtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/P1kBYhfOC-c/s1600-h/Image281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLe-V92FtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/P1kBYhfOC-c/s320/Image281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355588069526738642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Jhaziri and her tatlong zero....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She refers to the coin as pera and the paper bills as money..... One time she saw me with a thousand bill and I was like "Oh Jhaziri ang dami kong money oh tignan mo tatlo ung zero"..... From then on she would always say to my mom "Mamu penge money ung tatlong zero"  When mom gives her 100pesos she would count and say "dalawa lang yung zero eh ung kay Ninang 3"... and one time we were watching a game show and the prize posted was like 1,000,000 and Jhaziri went so surprised with what she saw "Ninang............. (shouting) ang daming zero nun! " Haha naloka na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLfZsc_TVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zZE5ZlYN2PA/s1600-h/Image321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLfZsc_TVI/AAAAAAAAAHw/zZE5ZlYN2PA/s320/Image321.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355588539419413842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jhaziri and her pictures....&lt;br /&gt;We love to take pictures but everytime she has pictures for school stuffs she would be shy and doesn't like to smile... Then, last week, she and her mom went out to have her taken her 2 x 2 picture for her school Id... before they leave I taught her how to smile in her picture and she was like "Ninang nakakalimutan ko e, sama ka na lang para maalala ko panu ung smile" haha I said "kaya mo yan bebe" .... and when they went home, I immediately asked "patingin ng picture baka di ka naka smile" and she said "Naku Ninang, napaka cute ng picture ko" ahahaha turns out her picture is really cute.... Love it! I asked one copy and she was like "oh Ninang ilagay mo sa wallet mo yan ha, wag mo iwawala, ang cute pa naman nyan" haha confident!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLfylQULdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/o-kkL1FreyY/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 315px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLfylQULdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/o-kkL1FreyY/s320/Image014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355588966983937490" 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/4614950703837501360-5191045105398930815?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5191045105398930815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5191045105398930815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5191045105398930815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5191045105398930815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/07/jhaziris-funniest-moments.html' title='Jhaziri&apos;s funniest moments'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SlLey-2fYyI/AAAAAAAAAHY/AfSOJZBaRWQ/s72-c/Image247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4048433706940056952</id><published>2009-06-24T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:55:30.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, I read in a magazine that Tuesday will be my lucky day and since then I'm so excited for Tuesday... and so here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, I woke up around 10am, an hour earlier than usual.... The moment I opened my eyes I knew and felt it's gonna be my lucky day. Then, I decided to play some slots since it's my lucky day! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking my bath, I dried my hair and felt like ironing it to have a super extra straight hair.  I don't usually iron my hair on my own well come to think of it I never did, so I was like how many minutes will it take for this hair iron to heat up.... After a while, I tried it on my hair and it's not yet hot so I looked at it closely and saw the red button isn't on so I tried to fix it and voila I heard something popped or something and damn I felt my left thumb react from the excessive heat and as usual I screamed out loud. For crying out loud I don't want my hands to be burned noh!  Gosh, I panicked and thought I will be electrocuted or something so I immediately took the plug out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Lucky thing I'm naturally maarte that I didn't hold the hair iron with the whole of my hands or else I got my left palm all-burned up....eew!  Now, I just have a little burn on my left thumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be&lt;span&gt;fore&lt;/span&gt; I went to play slots I had my lunch out first.... I saw this spicy-pork and mushroom on the menu and that's just about it, keyword spicy, so I ordered it.  I was really excited to eat and when the food finally came, gosh it didn't taste good, at least not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Lucky thing I had my favorite coke and at least that completed my lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there I reached my destination, Manong Guard greeted me the usual "looking great today!" while inspecting my bag.  I went straight to my favorite game - the Village People Party, the machine that I usually play in was not available that time so I settled for the other Village People Party machine..... hay the ending, I went out empty-handed, only money for my fare left. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.  Lucky thing, my atm card was with my sister and because of that I still have some moolah! Plus, I enjoyed the game, I still love those macho men after all....hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, darn it was raining. I didn't have an umbrella because it's freaking hot when I left home.  So there, I tried to keep my patience since I nearly reach the station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Lucky thing, there's a good soul that offered me to share with his umbrella while crossing the street... coz the intersection was a little scary and I'm not really good at crossing streets, specially not during a freaking rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my destination is still two blocks away and the damn weather just didn't cooperate with me and actually poured more and more rain.  The ending, I looked like I just took a shower, my clothes were dripping wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Lucky thing, when I reached home, there's no more rain and besides my clothes were already dry that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Lucky Tuesday huh? Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4048433706940056952?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4048433706940056952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4048433706940056952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4048433706940056952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4048433706940056952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/06/lucky-tuesday.html' title='Lucky Tuesday'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3982049081017715639</id><published>2009-05-22T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T00:33:05.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kris allen wins...</title><content type='html'>I know I'm kinda late as everyone's talking about the finale of American Idol since yesterday.... Sadly, I wasn't able to watch it yesterday as I was out the whole day.... but come on  Kris Allen won...and that's just  about enough.  Yey! Kris Allen won! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be able to talk about the finale nor their showdown because I wasn't able to watch either.yeah I know loser me.  I was able to watch Adam's and Kris' versions of Boundaries though and I just think the song really fits Kris's voice.  I was  rooting for Kris  but I also think Adam really rocks specially his outfits and the nice hairdo. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it I blog just to tell I was happy about the result of AI this year. I know this entry sucks, but whatever. hahaha may be it's the hangover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ShZU_1xvLlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YHYrALHCymc/s1600-h/KrisAllenLive.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/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ShZU_1xvLlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YHYrALHCymc/s320/KrisAllenLive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338547864038485586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Congrats to Kris Allen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3982049081017715639?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3982049081017715639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3982049081017715639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3982049081017715639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3982049081017715639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-allen-wins.html' title='kris allen wins...'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ShZU_1xvLlI/AAAAAAAAAHI/YHYrALHCymc/s72-c/KrisAllenLive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1345853947604718991</id><published>2009-05-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:37:22.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kanye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kris allen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idol'/><title type='text'>heartless.....</title><content type='html'>I've always believed that Kris Allen would be the next American Idol winner, and after his performance last night via the angsty song Heartless...oh gosh he's fierce, he's heartless and he's ready to win it!!! hahaha I hope America would vote for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. The song has been my last song syndrome since last night...  So here's a video from google...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZWif4Bo3e8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aZWif4Bo3e8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah his performance is really amazing and bold, yeah performing a Kanye West's song is really something....hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the phrase is just stuck in my mind, "how could you be so heartless?"  hmmmm yeah right how could you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1345853947604718991?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1345853947604718991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1345853947604718991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1345853947604718991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1345853947604718991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/05/heartless.html' title='heartless.....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4791554231144495986</id><published>2009-05-12T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:34:04.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the balance of everything</title><content type='html'>This very minute, I am very happy.  That shall do it for me.  But.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the type who's contented being just happy.  However, as I'm turning more mature, I realized, happiness is not everything. It shall not and will never stop there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer a kid to be perfectly alright when given a candy bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know, to achieve the nirvana, I shall accomplish every stage.  I should not be complacent finishing one area coz there's a lot more to achieve.  Temporary happiness will never be enough as it shall be a long-time happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes there's no shortcut and I think I'm ready to take the next step. Hay. Aja aja!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4791554231144495986?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4791554231144495986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4791554231144495986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4791554231144495986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4791554231144495986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/05/balance-of-everything.html' title='the balance of everything'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2453997727058196173</id><published>2009-04-14T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:31:00.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of the 40-day challenge</title><content type='html'>I'm such a winner! Haha yeah right! Well, here's the thing last March 1, I decided to take myself into a 40-day challenge... hmmm well, not so much a challenge but a fair enough challenge for me. haha I'm not making sense here am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a little detail... I love to eat! I love sweets. I love meat. I love it spicy. But, most of all, I love rice! haha... so I decided to see if I can survive 40-days of no rice and meat.... and gawd I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was like "what's freaking wrong with you?  Are you trying to kill yourself?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at first, yeah I thought it's close to committing suicide, but whatever, I wanna challenge myself.  First few days, I refused to see people eating rice because I felt any moment I can forget my promise.  However, later on, I survived eating at one table with people eating regular food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister always teased me "oh ate favorite mo toh diba" and I'll just say "yeah I'll eat that after 40 days."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, it took a lot of discipline and determination to survive the challenge.  I wasn't able to meet people who used to eat out with me, like Arteng Karol. hahahha I know she's freaking crazy right now! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go, supposedly the end was last April 9, but since it's Maundy Thursday, I decided to postponed the end to Monday. and yes I immediately eat Yang chow! ahahaha I missed it so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2453997727058196173?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2453997727058196173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2453997727058196173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2453997727058196173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2453997727058196173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/04/end-of-40-day-challenge.html' title='end of the 40-day challenge'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5617163221842488550</id><published>2009-03-19T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:05:52.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picking up the pieces</title><content type='html'>I know, I said three weeks.  Now, I'm on my third week but haven't pick up any pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I know, it's all my fault. haha. too lazy as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, I think I'm on my way to my recovery now, since I had three long weeks of drama and vulnerability from everything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now starting to listen to other songs besides I Stay in Love with You by Mariah Carey...hahaha my sister was very annoyed for the past weeks of hearing that song over and over again... but last Monday, I started to listen to other songs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I am so decided that I'll go out but not just to have lunch or meet friends but actually to look for a job... But, come on when I woke up Tuesday morning, it's raining cats and dogs....hahaha I don't know if it's a sign or something but I really really hate going out when it's raining. so there, first time since I move out of work, I stayed at home the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, I woke up really early, get dressed and when I saw my sister she said, they don't have classes that day... Oh come on, another temptation... She said, we shall just watch Sundo which opened that day... So, the ending, yeah right changed clothes to casual and go straight to the mall and watch Sundo.  hahaha and shop all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I gave up, I'll just postpone my job hunting to next week.  I swear to look for a job next week. I swear by my own magaw.... hahhahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5617163221842488550?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5617163221842488550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5617163221842488550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5617163221842488550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5617163221842488550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/03/picking-up-pieces.html' title='picking up the pieces'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1603964087553875928</id><published>2009-03-15T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T00:05:50.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poker face</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it's hard to distinguish a smile from an ordinary smile.  I mean, how would you know if the smile is special if the person is smiling to everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.  That's always been my dilemma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People know me as a not so friendly individual, and that fact actually makes me easier to read... I smile at you then I like you as a person.  Blank eyes then I don't like you.  That's it.  I say you're my favorite if you are....  Some of my crew is like that as well, but I think many of them are actually the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I respect them the way they are but sometimes I can't help but wonder, " why does he/she needs to be friendly to all people even if they are not really close?" So, how would I discover if a person is special to him/her or not?  How would I know if he/she is telling the truth when he/she says I'm his/her favorite if he/she has the tendency to say it to others as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.  But you know, I love to discover different people's attitude.  I feel like it's a big accomplishment once I learned how to distinguish their smiles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading people's minds and eventually learn what they think even if they are not talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends tell me, "sometimes you have to smile just for the mere fact of smiling." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, "I don't have to let others think that I like them because I'm smiling at them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they dig in "It's not necessary to let them know what you're thinking all the time. Sometimes you need to wear a poker face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I need to do that from now on.  Yeah I'll do that. Coz, most of the times, people misinterpret the blankness of the face as "harder to read" when actually it means just it is--- blank, no feeling or anything.   Whereas smile,  in the real world, is often if not all the time considered as an act of friendliness when the real deal is it's much harder to decode as everyone can smile at you without meaning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, yeah right, I'm smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1603964087553875928?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1603964087553875928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1603964087553875928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1603964087553875928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1603964087553875928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/03/poker-face.html' title='poker face'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-76202042637343624</id><published>2009-03-09T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:45:12.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>princess and frogs</title><content type='html'>Talking about frogs, here's a really cool song.... I love the lyrics, specially coming from a guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Princess and Frogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superchick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you hate men is what you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i understand how you feel that way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all girls dream of a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but what you got's like a used car sales &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; man, trying to conceal what's wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; behind a smile and a song &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and i'm not saying that boys are not like that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but i think you should know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that some of us will grow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; because... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; all princes start as frogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all gentleman as dogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just wait till it's plain to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; what we're growing up to be.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;coz some frogs will still be frogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some dogs will still be dogs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but some boys can become men &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just don't kiss us till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;oh come on! how cool is that? Well, I still believe that I'll meet the right frog for me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-76202042637343624?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/76202042637343624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=76202042637343624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/76202042637343624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/76202042637343624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/03/princess-and-frogs.html' title='princess and frogs'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3337671802536539179</id><published>2009-03-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:40:42.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finding the right frog</title><content type='html'>I used to call 'em frogs.... and sadly they remained frogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known so many frogs now, hoping each time that one day they'll eventually evolve into something cuter than frog....hahahaha but sadly, I haven't found the right frog for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months ago, I saw a book Finding the right Frog.... I didn't buy it because I thought I don't really have to.  But, now, my friend Jen, said she gonna lend me her "Finding the right Frog" book... and that made me realize, "oh yeah I am wishing so badly to find the right frog for me"  ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I wish to meet him soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3337671802536539179?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3337671802536539179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3337671802536539179' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3337671802536539179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3337671802536539179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/03/finding-right-frog.html' title='finding the right frog'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2285046779397935135</id><published>2009-03-08T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:22:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer breeze</title><content type='html'>I used to love Summer but I don't think I have enough enthusiasm this time around to rejoice the season.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was like telling my sister, oh I miss rainy season... and she was like "woah ate, may sakit ka ba? you love summer so much right?" and yeah right I do, I mean I used to.  I mean, I would always be the first one to rejoice once it's summer time.... No school, no rain, no wet soil.... Then, my favorite parts; the beach but not swimming pools as I'm not a fan of chlorine... well, the shades, the fruit shakes, the ice cream, woah the sun that always seem to invite people to go out and have fun....  In short, summer is happy for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time around that summer is very near-approaching, I don't feel the same.   Sigh.  I know it's weird....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2285046779397935135?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2285046779397935135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2285046779397935135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2285046779397935135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2285046779397935135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/03/summer-breeze.html' title='Summer breeze'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7738215992785072960</id><published>2009-02-24T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:50:07.326-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outcomm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing friends'/><title type='text'>breaking the habit</title><content type='html'>As everyone knows, yesterday was my last day at Nuffnang. I'm sad.  I'm gonna miss everyone.  I'm sad that I wasn't able to say goodbye to everyone in MY and SG.  No matter how I wanted, I felt it's kinda awkward if I send a mass mail to them saying,  'I'm gonna leave folks since I know that my boss doesn't like me'....  hah! that was hard but ofcourse I didn't do it to protect "my boss", I never intended to create buzz or anything about me leaving.   I'm gonna leave , and so be it.  See? I'm a fair person, and I know how to respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, first day of my life without Nuffnang.  This morning, my eyes were trying hard to open around 8am, the usual time I wake up for work, but I fought it and told myself "you can sleep longer, no work today!"  But damn it, the eyes are just so stubborn at didn't want to sleep anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm online, talking to people from work.....haaaaaaaaa!!!! I feel like crying actually! It's like the habit is so hard to break. My computer screen is full of ym chats of people from the office not to mention that while typing this entry, Janelle called.  Grrr. this is gonna be hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, and I'm missing them so badly! sigh. I don't have enough strength now to fight the feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7738215992785072960?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7738215992785072960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7738215992785072960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7738215992785072960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7738215992785072960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/it.html' title='breaking the habit'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8384038860991982329</id><published>2009-02-23T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T01:25:45.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outcomm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Yet another goodbye..</title><content type='html'>Seven months ago, I decided to look for a job wherein I could stay for years. A job that I would like... A job that I would believe in. Then, Nuffnang came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say I believe in Nuffnang. Three months have passed without me noticing it, considering the fact that I have this 3-month syndrome. From then, I realized, I am actually enjoying the work. Then, 6th month came, the turning point. All my hopes of staying atleast a year in a company was vanished. I am a loyal person, specially to things, to people that I love. But, if I see something wrong or I was wronged, I cannot do anything but move on and move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad about leaving. I'm gonna miss the people here in the office.... Mark, Roanna, Fitz, -members of our team who I believe were all true people, The AE's of Outcomm, not only my favorite Janelle, but all of them, Apple, Ms.Carol, Mina, Prue, Cyrus, Sir Joseph, Sir Troy, who is always smiling... ahaha I know I so love them,what can I do? haha. I'm gonna miss Lorna, the ever-reliable Lorna, the newbie, Paulo, the messengers who always buy me food once I can't go out... Kuya Luigi(haha) and everyone else.... Hay. I'm gonna miss them for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I hate goodbyes. Missing people that became part of my everyday routine really makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, come on there's no goodbyes really, for sure, we'll cross our paths again. Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make this entry more mushy, it might cause the tears, and I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, no matter what has been the outcome, I'm not regretting anything as I believe, this taught me a very important lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8384038860991982329?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8384038860991982329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8384038860991982329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8384038860991982329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8384038860991982329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-goodbye.html' title='Yet another goodbye..'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1531285610170444239</id><published>2009-02-23T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T22:32:51.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the monkey won and so be it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tigress never intended to get rid of the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;She just wanted to stay and do her thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's looking for a place to call home&lt;br /&gt;But she knows from the very start&lt;br /&gt;that the monkey reigns the place.&lt;br /&gt;So, respect was given&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigress don't like the monkey&lt;br /&gt;However, the monkey doesn't like the tigress either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were civil and professional&lt;br /&gt;Or so the tigress thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the judgment day came.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey said Tigress have not yet proven herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then, Tigress realized monkey was never fair&lt;br /&gt;From the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigress never intended to get rid of the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the tigress is ready to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SaOUEurUMLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0tRi0baR9CI/s1600-h/flach-tim-monkey-face-2410296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306247594942673074" style="FLOAT: right; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/4614950703837501360-1531285610170444239?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1531285610170444239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1531285610170444239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1531285610170444239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1531285610170444239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/monkey-won-and-so-be-it.html' title='the monkey won and so be it....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SaOUEurUMLI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0tRi0baR9CI/s72-c/flach-tim-monkey-face-2410296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4171998079992264425</id><published>2009-02-20T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:07:57.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the assassin..</title><content type='html'>It's like you're expecting to be shot... You already imagined the scenario.... The person who will blow.... The pain you will feel... The gracious way to stop the blood from falling.... but then again, when the moment arrived, you see everything you imagined, you can't help but think, am I still dreaming? The thing is, you felt the pain, it cuts deep, worst than what you imagined. Bulshit, the dream has come true... I was shot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things I wanted to say, but I decided to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw one question.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a painful answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind and heart both shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up until I cleared my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'll talk.  Words that I know will save me from so much shame that I am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, only one thing I'm sure now. The pain is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the pain of the bullet, but the fact that the person really did shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I don't like the person, but at the back of my mind, I was still hoping for a positive, civil, and fair judgment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should have learned my lesson.  Life is never fair.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painful!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4171998079992264425?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4171998079992264425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4171998079992264425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4171998079992264425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4171998079992264425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/assassin.html' title='the assassin..'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8369249809708300445</id><published>2009-02-12T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:57:00.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='champion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk n text'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac cardona'/><title type='text'>The Champion</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh.  I just came from the pantry and I picked the newspaper, there was a full-page Talk n Text ad and I was like "Sir (to Sir Joseph who was there as well) champion na ba Talk n Text?" and he replied "oo kagabi apat lamang"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again I'll say OH MY GOSH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shucks so sad that I wasn't able to watch it last night and instead there I was watching a very jologs film, the worst film I think...Yeah right, you guessed it right, I don't want to mention the title anymore because just the thought of me watching it gives me goosebumps, hahaha but it was Lisa's(my cousin from Japan) request. So, yeah go ahead laugh at me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to my story, so there, last night was the Game 7 the last game of the series.... so sad that I wasn't able to watch their glorious moment, but whatever, they won,Talk n Text is the champion, and that's what's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Sir Joseph, Mac-mac, the Captain Hook was Final's MVP, oh how sweet is that? Mac-mac's first championship in PBA and he was the Finals MVP, very sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surely, there's gonna be replays, oh I hope so...because I really wanna see their faces rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, congratulations to Mac-mac and the rest of Talk n Text team!  I knew you'll be the champion!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8369249809708300445?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8369249809708300445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8369249809708300445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8369249809708300445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8369249809708300445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/champion.html' title='The Champion'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5532834870433129878</id><published>2009-02-11T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:20:15.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuation of the Story....</title><content type='html'>Here goes the continuation of my Love/Hate Part2 entry.  Now, I'm done with the love part right?! Hmmm now comes the beefy side. haha.  Well, so much of my "kontrabida" side but what can I do?....a stone was thrown at me, what do you think shall I do throw a bread in return? oh please I'm not a marytyr nor a plastic individual who'll act as if it didn't hurt just to look good in front of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hurt that's why I'm shouting, now bear the annoying sound.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I mentioned that my motto in life is "what goes around comes around"? So many times actually, now, if I'm acting bad it's because you did me wrong.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz, one thing I really hate is when people thinks they can just hate people who are good to them, thinking anytime they can go back to the original set-up.  Well, maybe you're wrong, well shall I rephrase that, you're very wrong!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good friend, but once you did me wrong, sorry I'm such a bad girl.  Now, I'll stop. This thing isn't so much of a big deal for me to talk about it the whole week, I was hurt by what happened but I said my piece so that's enough besides I was not hurt by the person.   So, that's it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5532834870433129878?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5532834870433129878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5532834870433129878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5532834870433129878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5532834870433129878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/continuation-of-story.html' title='Continuation of the Story....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8588700838660030590</id><published>2009-02-10T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:32:56.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love/Hate Part 2</title><content type='html'>Due to insistent public demand, yuck! hahaha well, seriously this is due to comments I received about the latest love/hate entry.  If you will look closely, there were no comments posted but believe me there are lotsa comments from people, and take note even though those who's not been targeted were making their itsy-bitsy comments.  Now, the pleasure is mine:  So, here goes more of my love/hate entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will talk about love first.... Alright, it may sound plastic or something, but I do appreciate people as in every little gestures and every little thing they do.  Okay, I think I was overwhelmed by the frog last Friday.... I didn't expect it to be that way with the two of us, I mean after a long time, I felt actually at ease with him. Okay enough of that, I think because of that I'm starting to be confused again, hay so many frogs on my way.  How will I ever choose the right one? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Then, who else do I love these days? Hmmm, oh yeah the two Capricorns!  I love Capricorns, i mean there's something about our sign that makes us bond, there are certain attributes that we all have. Like Ms.Carol, another AE here in Outcomm, I mean we're not close or anything but based on the stories of people, I can say I love her personality!  It's like a typical Capricorn, fierce!  Plus, well, undoubtedly, she is fierce! Bow! hahaha..  See, I already like her without having the chance to bond with her. But, infairness, everytime we see each other I can feel her aura, her Capricorn aura...specially when she says "ei musta girl?" hahaha sounds like my favorite friend, another Caps Colet.  Then, the second of the two Capricorns that I am talking about, Apple, who happens to be another AE of Outcomm haha. Looks like, I'm starting to like the Sales group.... But, honestly, Apple is one typical Capricorn.  I cannot mention the reason why I said that though, but I must say she's just like me and the other Capricorns that I know, that's why I like her. haha plus she's a Tiger as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  My love area is long but whatever, that's what I feel this time.  How about the hate part? Hmm.... I hate people who... hay. Let me discuss that tomorrow, I don't think I'm in the mood. So tomorrow, the continuation of my Love/Hate Part 2..hahah corny I know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8588700838660030590?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8588700838660030590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8588700838660030590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8588700838660030590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8588700838660030590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovehate-part-2.html' title='Love/Hate Part 2'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2581757104348375817</id><published>2009-02-09T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:17:03.312-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grey&apos;s anatomy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lesson'/><title type='text'>Learning lesson</title><content type='html'>I mentioned last time that I am currently hooked on Grey's Anatomy series, and yes I still am struggling to finish the whole series. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I mentioned that because the series teaches so many lessons and I love it.  One particular thing I remember was their Christmas episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The episode showed that even though friends, even lovers have their differences. Like Izzy, George and Meredith live in one roof but not all of them believe in celebrating Christmas.  Izzy, is pro-Christmas while the two didn't really care much. However, to support their friend, George and Meredith decided to look excited for Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side, Burke and Cristina who at that time were just starting their relationship and decided to live together easily found their differences.  Burke, wanted to celebrate Christmas and actually believes Santa Claus, a fact that Cristina couldn't believe to the point she laughed at this idea. As she self-proclaimed she hates Christmas and Santa Claus for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point now is, okay let's say you're Burke who believes in Santa Claus and you found out that your friend strongly opposed the idea of Santa Claus and in fact, abhor the fact that someone believes in Santa Claus?  Would it be fair if Burke dumped you for this reason? Is it acceptable to say to your friend "just so you know I hate people who doesn't believe that there is Santa Claus" and hate her like she committed a crime or anyting... Oh come what a shame!!! Where's the logic there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's now turn the wheel, let's say you're Cristina who doesn't believe Santa Claus and your boyfriend or even a friend for that matter says he believes in Santa Claus?  Is this enough reason to hate your friend?  Just because your friend do believe in what you don't?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  My point here is that life is never fair, whoever said it is? People are created with different features, and preferences.  We just have to learn how to respect one another.  Your friend doesn't believe in this then so be it.  Coz, if you gonna hate your friends with opposing views all the time, may be one day you'll wake up with no one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might say, "alone is fine", okay I respect your point, but one question have you respected others point?  See, it's all a cycle, what goes around will definitely come back around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I have to watch Grey's Anatomy more. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2581757104348375817?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2581757104348375817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2581757104348375817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2581757104348375817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2581757104348375817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/learning-lesson.html' title='Learning lesson'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4870985935733753332</id><published>2009-02-09T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T01:34:38.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captain hook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mac cardona'/><title type='text'>Championship for Captain Hook</title><content type='html'>It's Talk n Text vs. Alaska Aces at the KFC PBA Philippine Cup Finals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Alaska Aces started it strong winning the first 2 games in the Best of Seven Finals and of course as a Mac-mac Cardona loyalist that I am, I was kinda sad but I knew they'll bounce back and yes oh yes they proved that they wanted to taste the most-coveted championship trophy this time winning the 3rd and 4th games.  It was sweet, then Alaska woke up from what happened and won the 5th game in the Finals.  Last Sunday, Mac-mac and the rest of the Tropang Texters showed their eagerness to win this as they were able to tie the series into 3-3, bringing the championship to Game 7. Woah, exciting? Typically Mac-mac, typically Captain Hook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a Mac-mac Cardona loyalist for the longest time, since he was playing on UAAP... I mean, I know I am a Tamaraw but once the opponent was him, I transferred side.  hahaha.  I remember, always asking to give me the Men's Basketball assignment so I could have sidecourt passes of the game specially the championship of FEU vs.DLSU and I can't help myself but to shout once Mac-mac launched his infamous hook shot.  I love it and still loving it.  One more factor I love about him were his buzzer-beater shots that brought his team to winning..Oh there were lotsa instances that he was the hero!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm not able to follow the PBA religiously like UAAP, but my loyalty to the Captain is still alive, I wish and I am praying that they win, specially this could be his first championship in PBA.  But whatever happens, he's still Captain Hook, he's still the best, yeah right many people says he's mayabang, but whatever, he's great! hahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SY_4Ro1NB5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4fnRiXByK1Q/s1600-h/willie-miller-mark-cardona-110708-300x228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SY_4Ro1NB5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4fnRiXByK1Q/s320/willie-miller-mark-cardona-110708-300x228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300728268340397970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SY_4fIJ3waI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zl_bVqrpCdE/s1600-h/potw-cardona-tnt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SY_4fIJ3waI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zl_bVqrpCdE/s320/potw-cardona-tnt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300728500086882722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4870985935733753332?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4870985935733753332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4870985935733753332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4870985935733753332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4870985935733753332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/championship-for-captain-hook.html' title='Championship for Captain Hook'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SY_4Ro1NB5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/4fnRiXByK1Q/s72-c/willie-miller-mark-cardona-110708-300x228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1767972143332173461</id><published>2009-02-05T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:49:04.906-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholic'/><title type='text'>Shopaholic Moment</title><content type='html'>For sure, many people now heard that the book Confessions of a Shopaholic is now a movie. Great! What's greater is that Nuffnang is now running a contest for shopaholic girls out there... and now beat this, Nuffnang is giving away a limited Gucci bag to the blogger with best shopaholic entry.... Yupyup, a Gucci bag. Fun? No, it' FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I am so excited for the Nuffnangers and I know they sure gonna like this contest. So, for you out there who wants to join the contest, please refer to this link and who knows, you might be the fabulous owner of this Gucci bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2009/02/05/my-shopaholic-confession-contest/"&gt;http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2009/02/05/my-shopaholic-confession-contest/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck everybody!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rebeccabloomwood.com" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/shopaholic_1.swf" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/shopaholic_1.swf" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1767972143332173461?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1767972143332173461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1767972143332173461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1767972143332173461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1767972143332173461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/shopaholic-moment.html' title='Shopaholic Moment'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8197003460209349633</id><published>2009-02-05T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:14:38.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate it'/><title type='text'>love/hate</title><content type='html'>Oh come on I think I have used that title gazillion times now. But, whatever, I wanna use it now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned so many times now that there's only two things for me it's either i love a person or i hate 'em, if you don't fall into either of the two, then it means you just don't exist, atleast not in my world which I think many will react, "so what" well, I said FOR ME, not for you. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, first talk about HATE....  Oh I'm such a hater, well, because what goes around comes around.... I hate people who hate me period.  See?  I just turn the table at them.  But seriously, I hate people who talks and talks and talks as if they are the best in the world, when the truth is the only field where they are good at is just blabbing.  Oh I know so many people like that.... "gosh I'm like this, I'm like that" oh come on why so much of the talk? Is it because of the thing they call insecurity?? Ooooh is it painful?  Well, who tells truth doesn't hurt? Ok, I get the "when you have it, flaunt it" idea. But, please make sure you have the "IT" factor, because sometimes, or shall I say most of the times, good people are silent worker and that people who keeps on insisting to others that they are good, are not good, really.  All right, I said I'm such a hater, right?! I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a hater at times, I'm a loyal lover, and when I love a person, it means, loyalty. ahahhaa.  I'm not just talking about love as in l-o-v-e, but love in general.   I love people who shares things with me, those people who views life the way I view it.  I love people who cares.  I love people because I love them, period. haha.  I have a list of favorite persons in the world, and I added one person to it.  Janelle, the pioneer AE of Outcomm, the queen, has just been added to my list of favorite persons in the world.  I mean, I love her! hahaha at first, I think there's no way I'm gonna like her but voila, she's my favorite now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it, people I hate and people I love. bow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8197003460209349633?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8197003460209349633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8197003460209349633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8197003460209349633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8197003460209349633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/lovehate.html' title='love/hate'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5728216407181421574</id><published>2009-02-01T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:33:57.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decide'/><title type='text'>February....</title><content type='html'>All right, seems like days are running fast, so fast that it's actually February now. Gawd. That was a quick one.  Before I knew it, it's already the month that I've been waiting for.  Now, few days and I'll be deciding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward for this month for so many reasons and God knows my growth will be depending on the decisions to be made this month.  I know for sure that there are always reasons for everything.  I have strong faith and that's enough to keep me standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, one thing I noticed, I always feel nostalgic once this stage is near-approaching.  It's hard to think about the past because it gives you pain for two reasons; 1. it's painful to think that you can't bring the past back. (no way. because no matter how hard it is, I believe you shouldn't regret anything) 2.  it's hard to think of happy moments because eventually it'll hurt you afterwards.  Sigh.  But I guess, past is always included on your future.  To be able to move forward, you shall appreciate your past without bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm about to make a decision again, nothing to worry about though.  I trust myself enough.  Once my heart says no, it's really a no. And when my mind says not anymore it means move on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5728216407181421574?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5728216407181421574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5728216407181421574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5728216407181421574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5728216407181421574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/02/february.html' title='February....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4103674095755522702</id><published>2009-01-26T22:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:43:42.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tiger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feng shui'/><title type='text'>the best feng shui tip....</title><content type='html'>I decided to believe Feng Shui this time around.... I think it's fun, I mean there's no harm in trying plus people around here in the office like Apple and Janelle are fun to listen to once they start talking about Feng Shui tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specially, Apple is a Tiger like me, so she shared her Feng Shui book about Tigers.  From there, I found lotsa cool tips.  She said, our lucky color is red, and guess what, my nail is polished with red, bloody red for that matter! hahaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also wearing a 9-eyed dzi now, and soon to buy a buddha as Apple said we need that.  I'm really so into this right now, and I need to have a compass to track where's my lucky direction...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's how I believe in this Feng Shui thingee. and one more thing Monkey is our enemy....ooooh where are the monkeys? wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I believe, the most important secret to a happy life is to &lt;strong&gt;stay away from negative vibes.&lt;/strong&gt; Since forever, I believe in this. I don't like to be around negative-minded people.  I mean there's so many people who have problems, so why in the world whine like you're the only person suffering?! That's not good and I am complaining because it's not just bad for themselves but for other people around them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so there you go, Kung Hei Fat Choi to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4103674095755522702?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4103674095755522702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4103674095755522702' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4103674095755522702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4103674095755522702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-feng-shui-tip.html' title='the best feng shui tip....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-6237344751786901697</id><published>2009-01-18T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:50:14.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bride wars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anne hathaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate hudson'/><title type='text'>Bride Wars:</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, we watched Bride Wars, and whatelse can I say, it's FUNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All my friends know that Kade Hudson is my favorite, and that's actually the main reason why I watched the movie. Her presence is just enough to make me laugh like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, in deed, I can't help myself but laugh and laugh so hard until my jaw and my stomach hurt. Hahaha. The movie is just mababaw, but that's what I need right now... A simple story that can make me laugh effortlessly. Take a time out from all the seriousness in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bride wars is about bestfriends who found themselves in a conflict because of their dream weddings. It teaches us that sometimes all we have to do is give and take. The wheel is round and it have to keep turning for it to move forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, see it actually has a message!haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I will not get tired of saying that it's funny. it's funny. it's funny actually! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kate specially is effortlessly funny. Like when she saw her blue hair,oh gosh hilarious, and when she ran to his fiance's office to force him to propose... gawd, her line was something like "oh this is out of nowhere! haha. In fairness to Anne, she has her moments on the movie also. haha, see I don't sound sincere. Yeah right, I was never fair. But, here's the thing their confrontation moment in the restaurant was so real! I mean it really happens in girl's friendship. Plus, again, it's funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are some pictures from the movie. Again, I'll say the movie is good and of course both of them are gorgeous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292868076095875330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SXQLeO6zKQI/AAAAAAAAAFw/-veWawXMqPk/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292868515184692338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SXQL3ypuzHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/2HPcyxBub0A/s320/bridewars-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292871301169959554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SXQOZ9QYUoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/ALCSGvEY804/s320/1155280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292871605399030242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SXQOrqmPieI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dJMDy87GWT8/s320/alg_bride_wars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292871966328356274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SXQPArKf_bI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/tvZBo-oAC48/s320/story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some hilarious quotes from the movie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004266/"&gt;Emma&lt;/a&gt;: [to Liv] Your wedding's gonna be huge, just like your ass at prom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005028/"&gt;Liv&lt;/a&gt;: Your wedding can suck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="qt0506181"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005028/"&gt;Liv&lt;/a&gt;: If I were your wedding, I'd be sleeping with one eye open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005028/"&gt;Liv&lt;/a&gt;: My hair!!! 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It's a brand new year and it's time for some work work work....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am very thankful for my 2008. I am very thankful for all the things that happened to me, whether good or bad.... Every little things contributed to the totality of me as a person... and for that I am happy and expectant for a good 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One good thing about my 2008 is because of Nuffnang... I wish to have a more successful year this 2009 for Nuffnang and for all the Nuffnangers!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287636032166712258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SWF09MbaU8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/J_Tb_SJgFB4/s320/newyear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to Nuffnang!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4562589788762315501?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4562589788762315501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4562589788762315501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4562589788762315501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4562589788762315501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SWF09MbaU8I/AAAAAAAAAFY/J_Tb_SJgFB4/s72-c/newyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7650714028645723517</id><published>2008-12-22T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:53:40.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It's Christmas....</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas once more, my most favorite time of the year!!! I'm such a kid at heart, I love Christmas spirit, I love giving gifts, I love receiving gifts, I love Christmas parties, I love the festivities...and most of all, yeah right it so happened that it's my birthday as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days and it's Christmas, I'm so excited to have a short vacation, it means rest. finally! I need that, I think.  It's not that I am complaining or some thing, because I swear I love what I'm doing. It's just that I need a break, I need to sleep more.  I need to bum around...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next year, I still don't know my plans.... I'm starting to be attached and I don't know what are the consequences I have to face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not think about tomorrow, Im the type of person who thinks of today more than anything else.... I believe that it's the secret to be happy.  So, enjoy the holidays, have a Merry Christmas to all and Happy Birthday to me!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7650714028645723517?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7650714028645723517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7650714028645723517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7650714028645723517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7650714028645723517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4063225928339668451</id><published>2008-12-15T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:54:39.407-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy sole survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jc tiuseco'/><title type='text'>JC is the First Pinoy Sole Survivor</title><content type='html'>and then it's official ----- JC is the First Pinoy Sole Survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I personally think that Rob deserved to win the title however, it's undeniable that JC has been the most consistent castaway in terms of their challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, good job JC, from a goodie goodie school boy to a 3M-richer plus pogi points for the brand new car. hehehee you truly a survived!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280262209054040994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SUdCgMuV46I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Wj6TqjyAezo/s320/jc_sp.jpg" border="0" /&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/4614950703837501360-4063225928339668451?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4063225928339668451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4063225928339668451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4063225928339668451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4063225928339668451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/12/jc-is-first-pinoy-sole-survivor.html' title='JC is the First Pinoy Sole Survivor'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SUdCgMuV46I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Wj6TqjyAezo/s72-c/jc_sp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1931060086704988348</id><published>2008-12-09T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:33:36.674-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy sole survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rob'/><title type='text'>The Final Two</title><content type='html'>Thank God, Rob didn't disappoint me and for sure everyone else in terms of his choice for the Final 2 in Survivor Philippines. Despite the obvious strength, the possibility that the good boy will get more votes from the jury, despite the fact that JC is simply the strongest...... Rob still chose him to be with him in the Final 2 slots... and what can I say? Bravo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, it could've been no sweat for Rob to choose Charisse... Then, Naak and Jarakay votes may be then mattered (possibly). However, he stayed true to his words, to his promises, to his alliance, to JC, most especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that, I think, Rob has the qualities of a true survivor.... Surviving with a good strategy - to stay in the middle, so no one would notice and treat him as a threat, but at the same time, not pretending or begging to be weak. Lastly, he's been very consistent with every promises he made. He stayed true to his alliance. He never broke anyone's trust. Therefore, my vote to be the first Pinoy Sole Survivor, is ROB!!! Hahaha as if my vote mattered? Oh well, that's just my opinion, but nevertheless JC is also deserving, it's just that this time, this scenario, Rob shines brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Who do you think will be the First Pinoy Sole Survivor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ST81oBfx_aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bIk517OqJvc/s1600-h/jc_sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996250014285218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ST81oBfx_aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bIk517OqJvc/s320/jc_sp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will it be the good boy JC?&lt;/span&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;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ST815vcShdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9Ue775iWvsw/s1600-h/rob_sp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277996554405447122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ST815vcShdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/9Ue775iWvsw/s320/rob_sp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will it be the so-called &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"ampaw"&lt;/span&gt; Rob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1931060086704988348?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1931060086704988348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1931060086704988348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1931060086704988348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1931060086704988348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/12/final-two.html' title='The Final Two'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/ST81oBfx_aI/AAAAAAAAAFA/bIk517OqJvc/s72-c/jc_sp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4351789706590823173</id><published>2008-12-08T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:23:18.218-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sole survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rob'/><title type='text'>Who will be the First Pinoy Sole Survivor?</title><content type='html'>Okay, it's been proven, that I am an avid follower of Survivor Philippines....and now, the end is near approaching, only 3 left, and later it will be the Final 2, the question now is WHO WILL BE THE FIRST PINOY SOLE SURVIVOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob won the immunity challenge last time, and for the very last time he was able to redeem himself from such shame of being "ampaw".... He won, and it's up to him if who will be the other one on the most coveted Final 2 spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Rob, admittedly he's annoying sometimes, specially when he starts his yabang mode, and he's super annoying whenever he's among the first ones to lose in the challenge..because look at his built???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if we will look closely Rob is one person in the island that stayed true to his words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He never betrayed Kiko, even if he's the prime suspect in Kiko's mind.&lt;br /&gt;2. He stayed true to the Naak alliance.&lt;br /&gt;3. When everyone's being paranoid and confused to whom will they trust, he chose JC to be his solid alliance.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; when he noticed Kaye is starting to move against JC, he warned JC and then Kaye was out.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; same as Nanay Zita... in fairness, it was Nanay Zita who first said that he'll vote out JC so that's why as a true friend, Rob told JC and Nanay Zita was out. It was nobody's fault it's like what goes around comes around. Nanay Zita wanted JC out then JC decided to vote out Nanay Zita. It's just that JC is stronger in terms of alliance.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cris was a traitor so he agreed with JC to vote out Cris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the very last question is will he remain true until the end? Will he choose JC in the final 2 despite the fact that JC is very strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, JC, undeniably has been the most consistent castaway in every challenges and he's loyal as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, his loyalty and competitiveness have cons as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jace will surely not vote for him to be the first sole survivor, thinking JC is the reason why he's out.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kaye and Nanay Zita will not vote for him as well thinking &lt;em&gt;nilaglag sila ni JC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. &lt;/em&gt;Marlon will not give his vote to JC as well, thinking&lt;em&gt; "masyado na syang pinagpala"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Coach Veronica will be most likely think Rob is more deserving since he's the dark horse of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending? People who will vote for JC are:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kiko - thinking Rob was a traitor&lt;br /&gt;2. Cris - he just hate ampaw&lt;br /&gt;3. Cha - wala lang, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. All of the things I said here were just my own speculations and opinions. I like JC to win but I think Rob is deserving of the title as well giving him the credits of very wise tactics and being a loyal and trustworthy person. Hay whatever, it doesn't matter if it's JC or Rob, just please not Charisse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am darn excited for the finals this Friday.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4351789706590823173?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4351789706590823173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4351789706590823173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4351789706590823173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4351789706590823173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-will-be-first-pinoy-sole-survivor.html' title='Who will be the First Pinoy Sole Survivor?'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5588269234650012097</id><published>2008-12-03T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T18:56:30.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam oh'/><title type='text'>Sam is back!!! Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>Sam Oh is back on radio!!!!! Woohoo, Yey! Yey! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't listen to the radio these past few days until last Monday, my sister told me that Sam is back on air at 99.5 rt... and I said, &lt;em&gt;"di nga?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I listened and yes oh yes it's my favorite Sam Oh, talking on the radio and I must say she's funny as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so happy that she's back and happier because she's on a better time slot 9:00am-12:00nn so I have the chance to listen to her everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! I am just rejoicing that finally I have reason to listen to radio again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5588269234650012097?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5588269234650012097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5588269234650012097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5588269234650012097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5588269234650012097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/12/sam-is-back-woohoo.html' title='Sam is back!!! Woohoo!'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5981793296792627744</id><published>2008-11-25T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:33:50.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>Last night, Charles and I watched the premiere night of Twilight at Robinsons Galleria, and three words for it 1. Oh 2. My 3. Edward!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahahaha I love it to death! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272803212524210210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSzCldULSCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yBdXoZx9BX4/s320/twilight_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't read the book so I can't compare the movie from the book just yet. But I must say the movie is really good. I love their story and there's so many lines that I just find sweet, very sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...seems like I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Edward Cullen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...whereelse would I be?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Edward Cullen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shucks!!! I love him so much!!! hehehe I know I'm being exaggerated here but you know I really like the movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite scene would be Edward watching Bella sleep, awww sweetness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing, we were able to watch at the premiere night because I know for sure that movie theaters will be all jam-packed! But then again, I want to watch it again........... hmmmm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272801227796399714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSzAx7oMRmI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MeGzc7_4FNk/s320/DSC09472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272802365850868146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSzB0LNhWbI/AAAAAAAAAEE/pE7LOzB4q6c/s320/DSC09474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Again, my thanks to Robinsons Movieworld for the invite to the Twilight movie premiere&lt;/em&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/4614950703837501360-5981793296792627744?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5981793296792627744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5981793296792627744' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5981793296792627744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5981793296792627744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSzCldULSCI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yBdXoZx9BX4/s72-c/twilight_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7417936898786720420</id><published>2008-11-23T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:39:43.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mushy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheesy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatever'/><title type='text'>L.o.V.E</title><content type='html'>I am a hopeless romantic kind of person. I'm cheesy, to the point of being corny sometimes. I love songs that have cheesy meanings, and I easily associate a person with a song. I remember our Junior prom, Wroyen and I danced in tune of When You say nothing at all by Ronan Keating (gawd excuse my cheesiness) from then, I always remember him when I hear the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love keeping small things to remind me of a date/ a person. Table napkins, candy wrappers, gift wrappers, small notes, every little things like those, I have it. But, the top thing on my mind right now was last year when my crush unexpectedly gave me chocolate for Christmas. I was really surprised because we're not really close, I mean he's just my crush! Then out of nowhere, he handed me the chocolate. Ok it's no big deal but as I've said, I'm cheesy, and I'm corny. haha. So, I asked him to write me a note so I can keep it. (as if I can keep the chocolate and not eat it forever?! haha) Then, he's so kind to actually did what I said, and I was really touched. But, here's the denoument, when I went home and looked for the card, it's gone. Unfortunate me. I was so oa that I was whinning about it all night. Hay. I wasn't able to find it so now, the chocolate wrapper is still with me, as a remembrance. haha see?! that's unbelievably crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also keep sweet nothing text messages. Sometimes, I tend to be nostalgic as well. I mean, look at my antique fone and there's a message dated Jan.05, again I'll say craaaazy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok there's lot more craziest stories I have but I won't discuss it anymore, I am a cheesy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;person but I also value privacy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all, I love chic flicks, I love that kind of movies and tv series. But, what make it more special are the lines which will hit you bull's eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's my list of top 10 Memorable Lines/ Scenes in Movies/TV Series&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: Girl Next Door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What's the craziest thing you've done lately?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the tv series Dawson's Creek:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005017/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: I expected you to say good-bye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005045/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pacey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: Right. The good-bye scene. I come to you, heart in hand, and announce my plans. You stare at me, pained. But then the Potter sarcasm kicks in. And I walk off, never getting what I came for.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272133463185908466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSphc6mlYvI/AAAAAAAAADU/-MN7Bo5TL2E/s320/dc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love it to death! I love Pacey and I love how he said those lines... awww, can I just melt now? Haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000190/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: You wanted to lose a guy in 10 days, congratulations you did it. You just lost him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005028/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;: No I didn't Ben, cause you can't lose something you never had!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh so touching! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My most favorite scene in the film was when they were in the bathroom looking eyes to eyes and when Ben is starting to remove Andie's shirt that was full of dirt the song "Feels like Home" fading up.... geez. So sweet! Speechless. I'm just always stunned everytime I watch that particular scene. (Now, look for the video in YouTube)... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272133106702122658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSphIKmOfqI/AAAAAAAAADM/hXqg5F2P0Sk/s320/how-to-lose-a-guy-in-10-days-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: 10 Things I hate About You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... but mostly, I hate the way that I don't hate you...not even close...not even a little bit... not even at all!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272151013361110594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSpxaeGazkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ytGG77d51gM/s320/28f8fe7c062ce4aa66a6dbf4a3aedb4c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just watched the movie again last night, and oh my gosh I just so love the lines.... It's so so so so true!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: If Only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I don't wanna be adored..... I wanna be loved"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And yes it is absolutely true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the TV Series: Gossip Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"... 3 words, 8 letters, say it, and I'm yours."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh my gosh! Blair Waldorf isn't just the queen bee, she's the drama queen as well. Love it love it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: My Sassy Girl (Korean version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Their 100th day wherein Sassy Girl asked Gyun-woo to go to their school with a rose. Gyun-woo came in disguised pretending to deliver Chinese noodles. When he reached the classroom, the girl, started to play the piano with the song Canon in D Major.... Then slowly as he walking close to the girl he's removing his cover-ups starting with his shades, then got the rose, walk, remove his cap, walk, remove his nose-mask, and walked slowly towards the girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: My Sassy Girl (Korean version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The scene wherein they decided to leave separately. The girl asked Gyun-woo to take the first train and as always Gyun-woo did what he was told but after few moments, he decided to jump out the train same time the girl decided to take the train. The ending? Sassy girl took the first train and Gyun-woo left alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272150363987302114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSpw0q_o1uI/AAAAAAAAADs/GzSusObH9bU/s320/msg__zzzzzzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It really happens in real life. You say one thing to find out you can't do it so you'll change the rule only to find out that the other person changed the rule as well, so it left you two in different paths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the movie: Daisy (Korean)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The scene wherein Daisy guy was watching the girl from afar. Rented an apartment where he could see the girl painting in the streets. Drinking coffee same time the girl's drinking hers. Waving goodbye everytime the girl leaves as if he's being noticed. Reading books about painting since the girl is into painting and so that he will not look dumb in front of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272148179482665362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSpu1hFJYZI/AAAAAAAAADk/tmTQCL5-HhQ/s320/ff20060609a1a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;And I say O.M.G this is my most favorite movie of all time. It's about unconditional love and that is just amazing to know that in this world, it is possible, because I believe in unconditional love.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my favorite lines/scenes in movies. I know I love chic flicks so much but whatever I really feel good everytime I watch these kind of films.&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/4614950703837501360-7417936898786720420?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7417936898786720420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7417936898786720420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7417936898786720420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7417936898786720420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='L.o.V.E'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSphc6mlYvI/AAAAAAAAADU/-MN7Bo5TL2E/s72-c/dc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1817358651615228206</id><published>2008-11-19T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:43:09.494-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burn after reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang premiere'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nov.18'/><title type='text'>A Memorable Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am personally happy with the outcome of the very first movie premiere of Nuffnang Philippines via the movie Burn After Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270584214683160802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSTgayL4kOI/AAAAAAAAACs/OEG8YYLPOEs/s320/bu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270583960404997970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSTgL-7Pt1I/AAAAAAAAACk/n0VdBLCDPJM/s320/pix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was all excited and happy at the same time that finally we pull it over. Yeah! Thanks to the support of Nuffnangers whom Im very giddy to meet as well. Next, I was thankful to the people whose very helpful to this project most especially Charles, Mark, even Fitz, and the funny and equally kind Lorna, also Ampe. Also to Viva, and Robinsons Movieworld people who made all this possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270583607230855714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSTf3bP9-iI/AAAAAAAAACc/kOUBBvzBI3k/s320/burn+after+picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Charles, Me, Fitz and Mark - all smiles kame))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270585151531635202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSThRUN90gI/AAAAAAAAAC8/uO9lCxvx6Wc/s320/mike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(With a Nuffnanger)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270585724764586402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSThyrrWgaI/AAAAAAAAADE/PPVAyAPd-9A/s320/withsirjay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(with Sir Jay, Nuffnang's Chairman)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I wanted to have a detailed post here but I already did that on Nuffnang website so I'll just give the &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2008/11/20/nuffnangs-first-movie-premiere/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;It was truly a memorable night and I know this is just the beginning because there are more events coming for the bloggers. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1817358651615228206?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1817358651615228206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1817358651615228206' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1817358651615228206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1817358651615228206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/memorable-event.html' title='A Memorable Event'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SSTgayL4kOI/AAAAAAAAACs/OEG8YYLPOEs/s72-c/bu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4173181860246204004</id><published>2008-11-12T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:31:29.417-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burn after reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiere night'/><title type='text'>Finally a Movie Premiere for Nuffnang Philippines</title><content type='html'>YES!!!! Nuffnang Philippines will hold it's very first Movie Premiere for the bloggers. oh gosh, I can't express how happy and excited I am... I feel like crying. (haha oa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I applied here at Nuffnang, bosses showed me tons and tons of movie events that are taking place in Malaysia and Singapore, and as a movie fan or let's just say an event-enthusiast that I am, I got very excited....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, finally, it's happening here!!!! I am so happy for the bloggers because I'm sure this will start everything!!! Yey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this wouldn't be possible without the joint effort of everyone here at Nuffnang, who's been supportive and all, plus special mention to Charles and Mark, who are both very helpful to this project even though their job descriptions don't call for it, doing the poster, the trailer and a lot more!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also to Viva Movies for giving us the rights for the movie promo, Robinsons Movieworld where we will hold the premiere. Oh my gosh, am I doing a speech here, haha sorry but I'm just really so happy about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcourse to all the Nuffnangers whom I hope will be as happy and as excited as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to us! Let's have more movie premiere nights together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting the very first Movie Premiere Night of Nuffnang Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/nuffnangphilippines/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BurnAfterReadingNUFFNANG.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 379px; HEIGHT: 628px" height="698" alt="Burn After Reading" src="http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq65/nuffnangphilippines/BurnAfterReadingNUFFNANG.gif" width="590" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn After Reading starring Brad Pitt, and George Clooney, how cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more info please check the official entry of Nuffnang Philippines &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2008/11/12/read-first-before-burning/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4173181860246204004?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4173181860246204004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4173181860246204004' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4173181860246204004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4173181860246204004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-movie-premiere-for-nuffnang.html' title='Finally a Movie Premiere for Nuffnang Philippines'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5961172986423495297</id><published>2008-11-10T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T20:45:08.439-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><title type='text'>Oust the traitors!!!</title><content type='html'>It's now official... Kiko was voted out. Naak no more. Traitors covering their faces. Opponents rejoicing. Drama.  and more Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the most painful tribal council yet. Bulshit.  Kiko was out. Shoot the traitors.  Grrr.. I am really devastated to Kaye and Cris most especially Cris. Grr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I hate how Marlon smiled everytime Paolo opened a vote for Kiko.  Grrr... He should've been ousted, IF and only IF all the Naak members stay true to their words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then here comes the twist, Paolo gave Kiko the black ball as a symbol of 1 vote on the next tribal council... and surprisingly Kiko gave it to Rob.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit, Kiko's decision was kinda off... He should've think of Naak til the end. But come to think of it, before they went to the tribal council, he was thinking that Rob was starting to act weird and from there Kiko and JC were thinking, maybe Rob would break his promise to the tribe. However, the idea will not be pushed through if not because someone pulled the trigger, and it was Charisse who is playing dirty all along,. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She appears to be an ally in front of Kiko's face but what voted him out twice? Come on, Kiko was clueless on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why are you crying Charisse? If you didn't voted out Kiko, then he will not be out of the island, now, what's with the tears? Yeah right, your a player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's done is done.  Kiko, left thinking that Rob was the traitor, that's why he gave the black ball.  Now, Rob is boiling mad. Nanay Zita, confused why Kiko did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach veronica defended Kiko's decision (thank God, someone is still thinking straightly) but nevertheless, Naak is never whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaye, I was hoping very hard that you will be conscientious enough because of the group's gestures when they came back. But, still, you voted out Kiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it looks like your conscience is eating you, looks like you're being too emotional leads you to the decision of voting off Kiko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, nothing will change, you voted out Kiko, and now he's out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's what I will say, Ladies and gentlemen, meet the Judas of all Judas, even worst because the traitor is covering his face, still acting innocent --- he's none other than CRIS!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Kiko left, he was telling JC and Cris how he feels that Rob is starting to act weird, then what did Cris do?  Tell Rob. Bravo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For crying out loud, where's the logic in his statement that he was not the one who broke the promise of FOR THE BOYS? Why? Because JC chose Kiko, Rob, and Nanay Zita&lt;br /&gt;to join him on the secret destination??? ooooh... WOuld that be enough? Does it mean that they broke the promise? Why Cris, did they say bad about you?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you understand that only 3 were allowed to join? Were you jealous that JC chose Nanay Zita over you? Oh please... JC got a very fair explanation he wanted Nanay Zita to feel a little pampering, and he chose the two boys over you and Kaye because they didn't win anything on the bidding challenge, unlike you who was able to drink a fruit shake, and Kaye who got leche flan. Now, where's the "they broke the for the boys promise" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, and now, Cris has the guts to tell the remaining Naak, &lt;em&gt;"hindi naman natin masasabi kung sino, kahit ako nagulat"&lt;/em&gt; what a shame!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to decide, even though I hate Marlon to the max, I would choose Cris to be ousted on the next tribal council.... He's a traitor of it's worst kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... I can't take his words like &lt;em&gt;"ako may isang salita"&lt;/em&gt; ows? and one more &lt;em&gt;"marunong ako tumupad sa pangako"&lt;/em&gt; hindi nga? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay.  this entry is so dramatic and full of emotions since I really can't believe what's happening to the show.  Who would've think that the solid Naak will be broken like it is now, and who would've thought that one of the 6 remaining Naak members will be voted out when they were against only 3 Jarakay members, and the biggest surprise no one expected was that the leader of Naak will be that one to be voted out by the group.  Hay. Ang bigat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like, you really don't know what's gonna happen next.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I hate some of their deeds, I must say, they did a great job hooking the emotions of viewers, like me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I am so affected by the show.  I feel like it's really what's happening in real life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5961172986423495297?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5961172986423495297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5961172986423495297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5961172986423495297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5961172986423495297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/oust-traitors.html' title='Oust the traitors!!!'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4009957479860808423</id><published>2008-11-09T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:06:25.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiko'/><title type='text'>More of Survivor...</title><content type='html'>My gosh, this show is really making me crazy... to the highest level...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading some recaps of Friday's episode since like I mentioned I wasn't able to watch it... And my gawd, I was like "oh, huh, what, oh no, syet!" those were the words that came out of my mouth to express my astonishment, my cluelessness, my excitment, my surprise above all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame, there's so many things happening, everyone's doing their own thing to survive.  With all of these, one person (if my observation serves me right) is on the target, they're all targeting Kiko.... huhuhuhu.... I feel for Kiko, he gives his trust to people not knowing that they'll stab him to the deepest nerve of his body... again huhuhuhu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to know what will happen later. I am hoping that Kiko will not be the one who will go home, but seems like everything is pointing at him as the next castoff.  :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4009957479860808423?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4009957479860808423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4009957479860808423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4009957479860808423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4009957479860808423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-of-survivor.html' title='More of Survivor...'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1390789255963628267</id><published>2008-11-09T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:30:36.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Excitement about Survivor Philippines</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, I wasn't able to watch Survivor Philippines because I had a some kinda Friday thingee... but the whole time I was thinking, &lt;em&gt;"sino natanggal sa survivor?"&lt;/em&gt;.  Some point, I was regretting that I didn't bring the laptop with me so I could watch it online, but come on that's so much of a burden for me... So, later that evening, I was kinda texting people to ask who was voted off... but, those people happened to be out of their houses as well for crying out loud!!!! hay. so Saturday afternoon, while scanning the TV still not knowing the answer to my million dollar question, I saw the commercial of Survivor, and that shocked me to death... I was like "woah no way!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm overreacting, but here's what happeneed, nobody was voted out, just yet.  Why? Coz, Paolo just read the votes of 8 castaways, Marlon, got 4 votes and Kiko got 4 votes as well, 1 vote still to be announced.  WHOA!! Kiko got 4? What the ??? Here's the thing, there 6 Naak members left, and 3 Jarakay members.  Supposedly maximum of 3 votes, a member of Naak will get, in this case it's Kiko. But 4 ??? It only means 1 thing, there's a &lt;strong&gt;traitor&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Shucks!! The question now is, is it only one? or the two Naak members Cris and Kaye both backstabbed Kiko? Shitness.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping that Kaye would stick to Naak after how Nanay Zita approached them specially her when they came back... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, so many things are possible to happen, specially seeing the very controversial teaser, Rob boiling mad. Charisse and Kaye crying. Oooooh what's that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll find out all the answer later, one vote will decide everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1390789255963628267?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1390789255963628267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1390789255963628267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1390789255963628267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1390789255963628267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/excitement-about-survivor-philippines.html' title='The Excitement about Survivor Philippines'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7882798865235276153</id><published>2008-11-06T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:58:45.958-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jarakay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traitor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sp'/><title type='text'>Traitors --- bang bang</title><content type='html'>What I hate most is a traitor... I really really hate 'em... If you can't agree with a person then just say so, or if you can't, then you shut up, but never ever say yes when in the first place, you're thinking of no as your answer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm so into this because of my favorite tv show Survivor Philippines.... Since the beginning I am cheering for Naak, as I keep on telling every single time Coach Veronica is one of my favorite persons in the world, but she's not my Survivor Philippines winner.  Why? Coz of the reason that she belonged to Jarakay tribe who did nothing but form alliance and deceive people.  However, I believe she's not of the most annoying persons in the tribe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to Naak, I believe in their group, I love them all... But how come, Kaye and Cris, are on the verge of backstabbing the group and for crying out loud planning Kiko and Nanay Zita to vote out of the island, what the ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Cris?  You mentioned during early part of SP, that you are 100% Naak... How's that now? And Kaye?  You said, you trust Kiko so much, so what's with your whinning that he's so bossy and all? Huh! I can't understand them, just because they were not chosen by JC to the secret destination? Oooh that's too much of your revenge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe that's happening because of the words of the Jarakay team specially the most annoying Marlon... but come on? will the two of them really vote out one of their fellow Naak? oh no please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so affected everytime I watch the show. Hay. Let's see what will happen next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7882798865235276153?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7882798865235276153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7882798865235276153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7882798865235276153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7882798865235276153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/traitors-bang-bang.html' title='Traitors --- bang bang'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1543038783332473751</id><published>2008-11-05T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:06:33.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>it's the time of the year</title><content type='html'>It feels like it's just yesterday that I was so eager and determined to complete the stickers on my Starbucks Card for the 2008 Starbucks Planner and now it's ON again.... The card is now available for the Starbucks-enthusiast to complete.... and yes you guess it right, I'm game for the challenge and I have 2 stickers now hahaha. Good news is there's only 16 spaces to be filled unlike the previous years which requires 24 stickers.... so that makes it easier this time around, specially the special flavor side... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what others say that the Starbucks Planner is now becoming "the generic planner", I don't care, all I care is that I want the planner, whether or not everybody has it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, time flies really fast.  I feel it very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1543038783332473751?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1543038783332473751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1543038783332473751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1543038783332473751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1543038783332473751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-time-of-year.html' title='it&apos;s the time of the year'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8603478558329327205</id><published>2008-11-04T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:37:14.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masarap Makihalo...specially this Summer</title><content type='html'>I’m like GSM Blue that is perfectly mix with mango juice who is like my friend Nicollette. I am the strong type in our barkada and she’s the sweet type - comedienne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together, we can use each other’s key points to achieve something. Like, I remember, during our thesis, we were partners, and during those times we were serious in doing the paper works but at the same time we had time for fun specially when we were drinking GSM Blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We believe that life is perfect with a good mixture like &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/77642006/1/152565764"&gt;GSM Blue: Masarap Makihalo specially this summer&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8603478558329327205?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8603478558329327205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8603478558329327205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8603478558329327205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8603478558329327205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/masarap-makihalo.html' title='Masarap Makihalo...specially this Summer'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2372734681377031691</id><published>2008-11-03T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T01:16:52.361-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disneyland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hkdl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hongkong'/><title type='text'>HKDL totally rocks!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey, have you seen the cute ad below my post?!!! Oh my GOSH, I have Hongkong Disneyland ad.... and I say YEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey yey yey!!!! Alright, I'm acting like a child here but who cares? I'm still a kid you know?  I've always been a fan of cartoons, I love Mickey Mouse and I love Donald Duck, I love Disney characters..... all of them! That's why I am so happy that I am now one of the bloggers who carry the HKDL ad.  That's what you call AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland is totally the happiest place on earth, not just for kids but for everybody.  Now, could I just spend my birthday at HKDL? hahahaha.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see the ad below and click it... click click click people!!! You'll love it! It's so amazing, you'll feel, you're in Disneyland.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2372734681377031691?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2372734681377031691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2372734681377031691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2372734681377031691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2372734681377031691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/11/hkdl-totally-rocks.html' title='HKDL totally rocks!!!'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2298547495674250135</id><published>2008-10-29T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:45:41.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jehzlau'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Nuffnang's New Featured Blogger</title><content type='html'>It was the flamboyant Bryanboy who first got the title.  Now, another one hailed as Nuffnang's Featured Blogger.... and guess who it is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course none other than Mr. Jehzeel Laurente, you know Mr. Number 1 Blogger deserves to be Nuffnang's Featured Blogger. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SQkdvw6bOQI/AAAAAAAAACE/A1DwBr6B7MY/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SQkdvw6bOQI/AAAAAAAAACE/A1DwBr6B7MY/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262770345980147970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, see he sounds very humble but the truth is everyone in the blogosphere knows him. To prove that statement look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SQkeaToPjkI/AAAAAAAAACM/9WyXLQkTti0/s1600-h/see.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SQkeaToPjkI/AAAAAAAAACM/9WyXLQkTti0/s320/see.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262771076853632578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean? hahaha anyways, congrats Jehz, you deserve it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see the full article you can refer to this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/featured-blogger/bg-2008-nov"&gt;http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/featured-blogger/bg-2008-nov&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2298547495674250135?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2298547495674250135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2298547495674250135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2298547495674250135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2298547495674250135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/nuffnangs-new-featured-blogger.html' title='Nuffnang&apos;s New Featured Blogger'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SQkdvw6bOQI/AAAAAAAAACE/A1DwBr6B7MY/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4191678560122965169</id><published>2008-10-27T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:59:31.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if i were a boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beyonce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>if i were a boy</title><content type='html'>Oh come on what a title I have there? hahahhaa.  For the record, I never dreamed of being a boy, no thanks! But, this song of Beyonce is really really nice... To girls out there, we should hail this as our theme song, hahaha... and for guys as well, this is what girls have on their minds.... so come on, be more considerate and sensitive.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day&lt;br /&gt;I’d roll outta bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls&lt;br /&gt;I’d kick it with who I wanted&lt;br /&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it.&lt;br /&gt;Cause they’d stick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it’s broken&lt;br /&gt;So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone&lt;br /&gt;I’d put myself first&lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that she’d be faithful&lt;br /&gt;Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy&lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted (wanted)&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted (granted)&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp1]&lt;br /&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;br /&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that&lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;You know when you act like that&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you realize how it makes me look&lt;br /&gt;or feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;Act like what&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so jealous&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i'm sleeping with the guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;I said yo&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so jealous&lt;br /&gt;It aint like I'm sleepin with the girl&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp2]&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted&lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce is just incomparable!!!! Love the song so much so here's more, this time watch the video, it'll move you more...&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/4614950703837501360-4191678560122965169?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4191678560122965169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4191678560122965169' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4191678560122965169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4191678560122965169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-boy.html' title='if i were a boy'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8047105345941693517</id><published>2008-10-23T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T03:13:20.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gold'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>time is gold</title><content type='html'>I consider time as gold.  I mean, I do everything on the time alloted to me, if work ends at 6:00pm, I make sure I accomplish everything by that time.  I am not the type who work at home, during weekends, and holidays, oh well I guess I am just that lazy. hahaha. but seriously, I believe that life will be a breeze if we just learn how to manage time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All works and no play make Jack a dull boy. Indeed this is true.  That's why I always find time to have fun, to relax, to have a normal life beyond work.. But, ofcourse before that I have to finish work.  I make sure to finish tasks that are assigned to me on time or better earlier than the deadline so I have time to relax.  Hahaha I can be such a lazy girl who wants to just relax all the time... However, I am proud to say that despite that laxness, I am a responsible person.  I don't leave work undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, my friends know that, back in school, I make sure to finish all the works to be done so we'd have time for our drinking session... Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never play during work, I work so I could play afterwards.  That's the thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's not a secret to everyone who knows me that I am always late.  On that note, I forget that time is gold. Hahhaha crazy me.  In highschool, I was even suspended for being late, in college, I was always on time..... on time for the second subject. hahaha.  Oh gosh 7:30 class just kills me.  But, nevertheless, as the worry-free me, never cared if I'm late, besides, I was able to make it at the end. You know, it's better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, going to work is fine with me.  Don't have to worry that I'm late and everyone will be staring at me like I did some kinda hideous crime.  Coz, you know, everytime I arrive late I feel that way, hahaha but not anymore since we have flexible time. Oh I just love that word, flexible time, meaning I can go to work around 10 and that would be lesser pain in the ass to wake up in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the thing I am most enjoying this time around.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, how about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8047105345941693517?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8047105345941693517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8047105345941693517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8047105345941693517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8047105345941693517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-is-gold.html' title='time is gold'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8074803806387474240</id><published>2008-10-21T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T23:06:52.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossip girl'/><title type='text'>gossip girl to the highest level</title><content type='html'>Gossip girl is just the best! I really really love it! The story line, the characters, the conflicts, the location, the dresses everything about GG.  I just watched the episode New Haven Can Wait and it's just so amazing.  I love Blair! and I don't like Serena's attitude.  Their catfight scene was just so unbelievable, and the lines gawd bull's eye.... galing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they find a way to reconcile at the end.  I really believe that Blair is the good between the two of them. Serena is just fronting that she's good and because of that Blair becomes the mean girl in the eyes of the people.  haha.  Coz, you know, some people act like their underdogs when the truth is they are planning to bite people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am looking forward for the next episode of GG. Also, please vote on the poll on the right side of this blog please, so I'd know, who's your favorite GG character... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SP7C1MxGXcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/my1Z5CYAIxE/s1600-h/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-2268078-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SP7C1MxGXcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/my1Z5CYAIxE/s320/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-2268078-1024-768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259855634031336898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8074803806387474240?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8074803806387474240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8074803806387474240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8074803806387474240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8074803806387474240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/gossip-girl-to-highest-level.html' title='gossip girl to the highest level'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SP7C1MxGXcI/AAAAAAAAAB8/my1Z5CYAIxE/s72-c/Gossip-Girl-gossip-girl-2268078-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7856387999534260286</id><published>2008-10-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:05:39.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outdoor art gallery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><title type='text'>Biggest Outdoor Art Gallery in Asia</title><content type='html'>Last night at Fully Booked Serendra was the launch of this Biggest Art Gallery in Asia where Nuffnang is just one of the sponsors... Actually the banner ads for this campaign are already running on some of the blogs registered to Nuffnang. Sadly, my blog was not included (even if I was the one who uploaded the ad) haha because I didn't reach the requirements: 1. &lt;STRONG&gt;Blog is registered to Nuffnang for atleast 20days&lt;/STRONG&gt; - (I failed this requirement because I freaked out when I found out that the system isn't reading the ad unit on my site... so, I deleted the blog and uploaded it again. result, my blog is just 5 days with NN *nyak!) 2. &lt;STRONG&gt;Blog has atleast 140 unique visitors a week or 20 unique visitors per day&lt;/STRONG&gt; - of course I'm not at that stage yet... That's why I am now seeking for views out there... hey visit my blog!!!!! hahaha So, those were the reasons why the ad isn't showing on my personal blog. See? Nuffnang is fair. hahahaha Anyway, since I can't show you the ad, here's something to explain ad. This is courtesy of of course Nuffnang PH and also Charles, and Mark who did the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8d237fa2a48fe014" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d237fa2a48fe014%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330053149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69E76BC7B79A4125CCEFA25DA3E26D25B56BFF4F.74E096F16D926592E5081FBD9AC27F6E90DA15FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d237fa2a48fe014%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfGHfZqmr4PCYkHysToAJF6zpm-Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8d237fa2a48fe014%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330053149%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69E76BC7B79A4125CCEFA25DA3E26D25B56BFF4F.74E096F16D926592E5081FBD9AC27F6E90DA15FC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8d237fa2a48fe014%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfGHfZqmr4PCYkHysToAJF6zpm-Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7856387999534260286?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8d237fa2a48fe014&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7856387999534260286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7856387999534260286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7856387999534260286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7856387999534260286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/biggest-outdoor-art-gallery-in-asia.html' title='Biggest Outdoor Art Gallery in Asia'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2947669325336895502</id><published>2008-10-15T00:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:36:31.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>one step closer to the....</title><content type='html'>Here's a perfect song to describe what I feel right now. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One Step Closer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot take this anymore&lt;br /&gt;Saying everything I've said before&lt;br /&gt;All these words they make no sense&lt;br /&gt;I find bliss in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Less I hear the less you'll say&lt;br /&gt;You'll find that out anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the answers aren't so clear&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could find a way to disappear&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts they make no sense&lt;br /&gt;I find bliss in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to go away&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up when I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up, shut up&lt;br /&gt;Shut up when I'm talking to you&lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to BREAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything you say to me&lt;br /&gt;Takes me one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;br /&gt;I need a little room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm one step closer to the edge&lt;br /&gt;And I'm about to break&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds so strong, but come on just concentrate with the lyrics and not on the angst of the song. It totally speaks for what I feel now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2947669325336895502?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2947669325336895502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2947669325336895502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2947669325336895502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2947669325336895502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-step-closer-to.html' title='one step closer to the....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-6548782063755221463</id><published>2008-10-14T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:03:24.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><title type='text'>and so i hate it....</title><content type='html'>I notice this blog is more on I love and I hate, oh whatever, that's me. It's either I hate you or I love you. If you don't fall into either of the two, then... you know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this time, it's about HATE.  For the longest time ever, I've been very vocal that I hate to open my friendster account, because for some reason, I always see something that will disappoint me: a picture, a shoutout, the date the person last login haaay even the smallest details, I swear! But, here I am still stubborn enough to open my account.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll defend myself first, I refrain from opening my FS account, in fact, it's been months, I think that I haven't open it. Not until the last few days, to put my blog url as my shoutout, and yes few minutes ago, when I read Lineth's message that she's enjoying my blog "daw" (haha thanks Lineth).  Then, I surfed a little until voila this picture boomed to my face and syet it hits me like a knife.  Yeah right that sounds corny but that's what I really felt, I was stunned and wanted to be mad really really mad. dammit! I hate it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to see it? I am a firm believer that what you don't know wont hurt you.  But come on, that's stupid I know.  Hay hay hay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just keep on pushing me to hate you.  I am about to lose grip, I don't know. May be I will, finally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-6548782063755221463?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/6548782063755221463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=6548782063755221463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6548782063755221463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/6548782063755221463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-so-i-hate-it.html' title='and so i hate it....'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7188783915110118050</id><published>2008-10-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T03:00:52.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ha ji won'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love song'/><title type='text'>Rain's Love Song</title><content type='html'>This entry is about my ultimate crush - Rain.  All my friends know that I really like him since Full House.  He' very adorable, and the moment he smiles, oh gosh everyone could just melt.  I love him period.  haha And now he's back, with his new music video, it's really really nice, plus the song is beautiful as well... However, what excites me the most is the fact that Ha Ji Won (another favorite for me) is Rain's leading lady in this music video.... Hala! They look good together and I wish they could do a series or a movie together. Oh well, enough of this here's the video.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/32HxlcTlJ4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/32HxlcTlJ4k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain is damn gorgeous... Ha Ji Won is pretty.... Therefore they should have a movie together haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7188783915110118050?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7188783915110118050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7188783915110118050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7188783915110118050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7188783915110118050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/rains-love-song.html' title='Rain&apos;s Love Song'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1034356441945492397</id><published>2008-10-13T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:49:40.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='20'/><title type='text'>Reach 20</title><content type='html'>I am targeting 20 unique visitors a day.  Ok.  Desperate me.  hahahahaha but whatever, I feel like telling to people this blogsite.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're reading this one, come on, be back tomorrow, the next day, next next day, in short everyday ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Camille achieve her goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Help me achive 20 unique visitors a day.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      So my Nuffnang Analytics Stats will grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. This is getting exciting.  What you think? Me? I believe so.   ~xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1034356441945492397?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1034356441945492397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1034356441945492397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1034356441945492397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1034356441945492397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/reach-20.html' title='Reach 20'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2571648231264986683</id><published>2008-10-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T03:08:10.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='7things'/><title type='text'>7 things</title><content type='html'>Ok.  Time for some cheese right now.  But first thing's first, I am not a Miley Cyrus fan alright? It's so happen that this song struck me.... Come on, ok I'm cheesy, but wait til you read the complete lyrics of the song that I am talking about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 Things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sha sha sha I probably shouldn't say this &lt;br /&gt;But at times I get so scared &lt;br /&gt;When I think about the previous &lt;br /&gt;Relationship we've shared &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome but we lost it &lt;br /&gt;It's not possible for me not to care &lt;br /&gt;and now we're standing in the rain &lt;br /&gt;But nothing's ever gonna change until you hear, my dear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you oh you &lt;br /&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure &lt;br /&gt;You love me, you like her &lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry &lt;br /&gt;I don't know which side to buy &lt;br /&gt;You're friends, they're jerks &lt;br /&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do &lt;br /&gt;You make me love you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awkward and it's silent &lt;br /&gt;As I wait for you to say &lt;br /&gt;What I need to hear now &lt;br /&gt;Your sincere apology &lt;br /&gt;when you mean it, I'll believe it &lt;br /&gt;If you text it, I'll delete it &lt;br /&gt;Let's be clear &lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm not coming back &lt;br /&gt;You're taking 7 steps here &lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I hate about you &lt;br /&gt;You're vain, your games, you're insecure &lt;br /&gt;You love me, you like her &lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry &lt;br /&gt;I don't know which side to buy &lt;br /&gt;You're friends, they're jerks &lt;br /&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with the one I know &lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I hate the most that you do &lt;br /&gt;You make me love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Compared to all the great things &lt;br /&gt;That would take too long to write &lt;br /&gt;I probably should mention the 7 that I like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7 things I like about you &lt;br /&gt;Your hair, your eyes, your old Levi's &lt;br /&gt;When we kiss i'm hypnotized &lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's both I'll have to buy &lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine &lt;br /&gt;When we're intertwined, everything's alright &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be, with the one I know &lt;br /&gt;And the 7th thing I like the most that you do ooh &lt;br /&gt;You make me love you sha sha &lt;br /&gt;You do  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am certified cheesy and mushy here, but I must say the best part is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 7th thing I hate the most that you do - YOU MAKE ME LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the?? bull's eye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2571648231264986683?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2571648231264986683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2571648231264986683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2571648231264986683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2571648231264986683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/7-things.html' title='7 things'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3687410635864997303</id><published>2008-10-10T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T03:02:02.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><title type='text'>I love Kiko, I love the whole of Naak</title><content type='html'>I support the Naak team, despite Coach Veronica's presence in the opposing tribe - Jarakay.  I can't help it, I really love the Naak team, their warm treatment to one another, their happy moments in their tribe, their cooperativeness, and their love for Naak tribe... Unlike, the Jarakay team, who's always planning who will they vote out, busy with forming alliances, and the most that I can't take is the face of Marlon, who talks as if he's so good... hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, they lost once more, but despite of that my love for them just keeps on increasing and increasing every single episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kiko, he's strong, but not to the point he'll step on anyone's shadow to get what he wants. He has sense of fairness.  He's also polite, I love the episode wherein he asked Nanay Zita to scrub his back. So sweet! I love him, really but last night jusme bull's eye when he said "My thoughts are always with Naak. I may be here, physically, but my spirit, my heart, my loyalty, naiwan sa Naak."  Hay. He's such a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SO8ndz0bTSI/AAAAAAAAABs/WGcJByCQJ-M/s1600-h/kiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SO8ndz0bTSI/AAAAAAAAABs/WGcJByCQJ-M/s320/kiko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255462683244449058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was kidnapped by the Jarakay team when they lost the challenge last Wednesday (I think).  I think, he saw the big difference of Jarakay and Naak.  He realized that even if they lost most of the challenges, their camaraderie was undoubtedly more precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my love for Kiko grows fonder my abhorrence to Marlon just grows stronger! He's such a grrr I don't know, conceited? hay. Look, how could you explain the nail (as in pako) that Kiko saw on his food while he was in the Jarakay tribe? What the syet?! As far as I know, Marlon cooks for their food, so what was that? Plus, what he did while Jarakay and Naak were playing the Immunity Challenge.... Good thing Kiko is such a nice guy that he didn't punch that Marlon........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. So, Naak will once again go to the tribal council later, I am so nervous, who will be voted out? Moreover, what's the twist.. Shame, excitement can really kill.  What's that?????? I'm nervous. haha But still Go Naak!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3687410635864997303?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3687410635864997303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3687410635864997303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3687410635864997303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3687410635864997303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-kiko-i-love-whole-of-naak.html' title='I love Kiko, I love the whole of Naak'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SO8ndz0bTSI/AAAAAAAAABs/WGcJByCQJ-M/s72-c/kiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7091526050798458550</id><published>2008-10-09T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:07:09.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='umbrella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>I hate the damn rain</title><content type='html'>Ok I am not referring to the dramatic conotation when I said rain. I mean I really hate the rain, because it's raining on my way to work, and yeah right just now... Grrr, I so hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up I saw that it's raining, and immediately my mind said "just stay at home" but of course I cannot, there's a lot to do.... hay. But, it was really painful most specially emotionally because I'm thinking I have to carry the laptop on the way to work and it's for crying out loud, RAINING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing to rant about is that my favorite green umbrella is now in trash, because mom borrowed it and accidentally broke it, now I can no longer use it. I was really devastated when I found out that I can no longer use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to buy same umbrella, as in exactly the way it was.  You know, I love that umbrella for the longest time ever, and it's just so sad that I no longer have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, now, it's drama time, but whatever, I hate that it's raining! I hope it will stop like right now, please?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7091526050798458550?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7091526050798458550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7091526050798458550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7091526050798458550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7091526050798458550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-damn-rain.html' title='I hate the damn rain'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8694341812289806695</id><published>2008-10-08T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T01:47:49.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not'/><title type='text'>please don't rain</title><content type='html'>Ok I love rain the korean singer/actor yeah right but I'm not referring to him instead rain as in the water pouring down from the sky i love it IF I'm just staying at home, but rather than that, PLEASE DON'T RAIN is my motto.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, we were at Makati for a meeting and on our way out of the building, shame the rain is freaking heavy...! Then again, it's still manageable since a cab can go very near the covered waiting area... So, in my mind "syet it's raining, ayoko!!!!" but then again looks like luck is here with me right now, when the cab reached The Fort area, no trace of rain, as in the road is dry with a little presence Haring Araw, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I don't want to rejoice just yet, you know, luck can turn around so fast... But, please please please don't rain!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOxzYbcTayI/AAAAAAAAABc/rkVnNrQW3w0/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOxzYbcTayI/AAAAAAAAABc/rkVnNrQW3w0/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254701728755051298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha that's so funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8694341812289806695?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8694341812289806695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8694341812289806695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8694341812289806695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8694341812289806695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-dont-rain.html' title='please don&apos;t rain'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOxzYbcTayI/AAAAAAAAABc/rkVnNrQW3w0/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2622255450906020044</id><published>2008-10-06T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:54:41.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='have it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='havaianas'/><title type='text'>havaianas loco</title><content type='html'>I was eyeing for this green havaianas, and since our office is just near All Flip-flops, I can easily go there and buy that specific style, or at least so I thought because last Friday, I went there with my officemate Charles, but voila, out of stock! No single trace of existence! Syet! So, I decided to go to Trinoma branch to try my luck but I guess luck was not on my side that night as I found none.... Syet again I hate it! I mean I really really really want and did I just mention really want that style!!! hay buhay! My favorite color is green for crying out loud, but up to this day, I still don't have green havz. what a shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way here's the style that I like, but I like the green one which can't be seen even on the picture, shame again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsFvRSxiuI/AAAAAAAAABE/gFASYtPh7-k/s1600-h/logo+filete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsFvRSxiuI/AAAAAAAAABE/gFASYtPh7-k/s320/logo+filete.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254299699911953122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look, the color blue with yellow lining and yellow logo is cute as well right?! Hmm, but even that is no longer present as of this very moment here in All Flip-flops Highstreet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are other designs I'm also eyeing to purchase soon it's available here, sana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsGkhRCEbI/AAAAAAAAABM/4PdKTlj5gwc/s1600-h/havies+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsGkhRCEbI/AAAAAAAAABM/4PdKTlj5gwc/s320/havies+logo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254300614732681650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsHWuwlzbI/AAAAAAAAABU/eOtpAntrgTg/s1600-h/illusion+swirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsHWuwlzbI/AAAAAAAAABU/eOtpAntrgTg/s320/illusion+swirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254301477348167090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice, there's green as well! Like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i wish i wish!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2622255450906020044?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2622255450906020044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2622255450906020044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2622255450906020044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2622255450906020044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/10/havaianas-loco.html' title='havaianas loco'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SOsFvRSxiuI/AAAAAAAAABE/gFASYtPh7-k/s72-c/logo+filete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-1871172333361408977</id><published>2008-09-29T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T03:55:00.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><title type='text'>more of survivor</title><content type='html'>I am just so hooked and so addicted to Survivor Philippines.... I mean, at the beginning I was watching the show because of Coach Veronica, but now, not just that, I am certified Survivor Philippines addict already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, they were like having the game for the glory of the immunity power, and I must say, true colors are somewhat revealed. I mean, for crying out loud why did Jace have to ruin his dignity just for the sake of that immunity thingee.  That's just so unacceptabe, he will say things like &lt;em&gt;"Kiks, taas ko lang shorts ko pare then laban uli tayo"&lt;/em&gt; only to find out at the end that he will broke his words by saying "Kiks, pare, sorry" and then run towards their home base.... dammit! that's just so foul! In whatever angle you look at, he's madaya, and he's grrrr nakakaasar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I like Jace at the beginning but after that? No way! He's very disappointing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so Coach Veronica belongs to Jarakay team, but honestly I like the opponent team the Naak.  Ofcourse, I always take the side of the underdogs.  I mean, they are the real underdog, not yet winning any battle but I believe they will make it to stand up once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, the traitor/ backstabber Emerson left the island, and that's just a big yes-yes. Traitors/ backstabbers should be kicked-out! But, before the Naak team went to the Council thingee, they were all emotional, and gosh my adoration to them just keep on growing.  Mommy Zita, the laundrywoman, was so touching, she was like&lt;em&gt; "anak ilalaglag nyo ba ako?"&lt;/em&gt; to her fellow castaways, and gosh tears almost fell down from my eyes..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want her to win, it's not just because she's poor, you know I really hate reality shows who declares the poor as the winner, it's like ok fine, you're poor, you deserve to win! what the???? where's the logic? Ok, but mommy zita, is different, yes, she's poor, but she never used that fact so people would sympathize to her.  In fact, she's deserving in the sense that she's strong even if she's relatively old and considering that she's a girl.  As a proof to that, she was the 2nd person to reach the beach shore after Jace.  Imagine that, she was able to swim faster than those heavy-built men of Survivor?!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am so excited in every episode of the show, looking forward for more adventures, more drama, and more revelations!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-1871172333361408977?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/1871172333361408977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=1871172333361408977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1871172333361408977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/1871172333361408977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-of-survivor.html' title='more of survivor'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4673165753402014767</id><published>2008-09-24T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:21:14.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='master'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danggit'/><title type='text'>danggit bay!</title><content type='html'>And that is just so funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for the record, I don't eat fish, the only fish I eat is tilapia, that's it!  But here goes my former boss (speaking of boss) I call him Master, he's just the best! He's one of my favorite persons in the world! haha earlier last month I asked him a favor of putting his name on my character reference here in Nuffnang and he immediately said yes and followed up &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"one dozen ng krispy kreme lang ang katapat"&lt;/span&gt; ofcourse it wouldn't be master without his punch lines.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I got in here, and he was like, instead of krispy kreme, why don't I just write a content for the website he's planning to buy, I said Ok.  Then, just last week he said, he's selling danggit straight from Cebu, and I should buy! Huwaaaaaat???? yeah right, he's asking me to buy fish.  I don't eat danggit but nevertheless I'll buy, I will just give it to my grandma or whoever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, it's like when Master said, it's go for the gold. hahahaha as I've mentioned he's one of my favorite persons in the world, and I am really like that once you're my favorite, I'm always supportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, he'll be dropping by here in High street tomorrow for the danggit but according to him I should not worry since he packaged it nicely. hahahaha... I think I can treat him for 2 krispy kreme, or a cupcake, or a piece of cake.... only one of those options, since it's not yet payday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-4673165753402014767?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4673165753402014767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4673165753402014767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4673165753402014767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4673165753402014767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/danggit-bay.html' title='danggit bay!'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-249173515516060272</id><published>2008-09-24T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:55:21.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the boss</title><content type='html'>It has been a busy week for Nuffnang people here in the office since Boss Tim, one of the founders of Nuffnang in Malaysia, was actually here since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss Tim, is very cool.  I mean, he's young but he has a lot of things to share since he has achieved so many things in his young age of 24.  He is very easy to talk to, not intimidating AT ALL, considering the he was nominated for Businessweek's  Asia's Successful young entrepreneur..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, really, I am happy to meet him!  Next time, we'll be the one to visit him in Malaysia and the other boss Ming, in Singapore..... But, for now, we need to iron out everything here! Aja aja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-249173515516060272?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/249173515516060272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=249173515516060272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/249173515516060272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/249173515516060272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/meet-boss.html' title='Meet the boss'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2859654649975397356</id><published>2008-09-18T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T20:22:08.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>68 bloggers</title><content type='html'>Hey friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuffnang is still waiting for entries to complete the 68 bloggers promo.... Many of the entries sent were not valid so we needed to discard those entries..... But, the good news is you still have the chance to win....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2008/09/08/68-bloggers-we-want-you/"&gt;Nuffnang's&lt;/a&gt; promo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2859654649975397356?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2859654649975397356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2859654649975397356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2859654649975397356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2859654649975397356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/68-bloggers.html' title='68 bloggers'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7725878503600487538</id><published>2008-09-17T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T02:51:19.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my bestfriend&apos;s girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate hudson'/><title type='text'>my bestfriend's girl</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about the new movie of my favorite Kate Hudson..... The movie title is My Bestfriend's Girl..... hmmmm sounds intriguing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a story of a professional heartbreaker (Dane Cook) of a girl who dumped a boyfriend... It's like dating the girl who just broke a heart of a poor guy, and to get back on the girl, the guy will make sure that the girl will have the worst date of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The climax begins when the bestfriend (Jason Biggs) of the professional heartbreaker was dumped by his girl (Kate Hudson)... So, besides his profession the guy felt that it's his duty to save his bestfriend from the pain the girl gave her.... So, she started dating the girl and later on fell in love (ofcourse) and now the dilemma is loyalty to a friend or love for the girl of your life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naks naman! I think the story is cute, it's something cute for girls to watch how guys on situations like that!!!!! haaaaaaaaaaay i am darn excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SNDS9QhLT1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/VHUg8w9toLg/s1600-h/mybestfriendsgirl_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SNDS9QhLT1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/VHUg8w9toLg/s320/mybestfriendsgirl_galleryposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246925515734601554" 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/4614950703837501360-7725878503600487538?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7725878503600487538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7725878503600487538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7725878503600487538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7725878503600487538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-bestfriends-girl.html' title='my bestfriend&apos;s girl'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/SNDS9QhLT1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/VHUg8w9toLg/s72-c/mybestfriendsgirl_galleryposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-294537385701428701</id><published>2008-09-16T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:44:34.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as expected</title><content type='html'>i am a friend, no i am such a loyal friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's very self-absorbed statement.... but, some times I am really forced to think like this, why is it always have to be me who have to be A FRIEND? is it too much to ask if for once they think about me more than I think about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my state of mind today, it's very unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I don't think about these things because for one I don't believe that I am doing good things to others so they do the same to me..... I don't expect anything in return of the favor I gave.  It's quite ironic because my motto in life is what goes around comes back around, but I swear if I do good I don't expect something in return. Lastly, once you're my friend, no matter what I am your friend, til the end, through heaven or hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, these days, a good friend's attitude is bugging me.... I swear I was such a good friend to her specially on those days that she's really in need.  I mean every help you could think of I gave to her, emotionally, financially, spiritually, even my presence was always present literally.  I treated her problems as my own, as in I was the one who cannot sleep at night thinking how we can solve it........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, now, that her problems was over, I feel so different.  I feel she's lying to me............ and one time I really caught her lying but on the act, she said the truth.... You know that, it's hard because you cannot tell right into her face that she's lying because when you asked her she told the truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last time, I asked her a favor and easily she said yes.  So, with that my trust are coming back not until yesterday.  The favor supposed to be today, but yesterday, she was asking me a favor but I really can't, it's not that I don't want to but I just really can't...... She knows very well that if I can there's no way I will not grant her the favor.... I expected that since I didn't grant her the favor she's asking , she will not grant the favor she has already promised.  Finally, this morning she said she can't do me the favor coz blah blah reasons I didn't want to hear.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just sad that she'll do that to me, what she'll say what goes around comes back around??? but hey how about the tons and tons of favors I did for her? I am not making sumbat or anything that's why I didn't reply na lang when she said she can't...... but, it's just so hard to accept the truth.  It's so hard that I am losing my trust to the person I've treated a friend.  I just wish time will just erase all my doubts, maybe one day I can give her back the trust that once belonged to her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-294537385701428701?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/294537385701428701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=294537385701428701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/294537385701428701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/294537385701428701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/as-expected.html' title='as expected'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-7302875693636795619</id><published>2008-09-16T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:24:49.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor philippines'/><title type='text'>survivor fever</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was really glued on to our tv set while watching Survivor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that the "epals" are revealing their faces earlier than I expected.... Not only that, castaways are revealing their own personalities and characters they want to portray. Like Gigit, acts like "know-it-all man" not to mention his very gutsy outfit! haha. Then, the chubby guy is also trying to be the leader of the group knows everything, remember he said that mushroom has a ring and voila it really has! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabi nga nya diba?&lt;/span&gt;  Then, this Jace, is the strong one, he was the first to reach the beach right?! Oh well, that's the Jarakay team.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to the Naak team, Patani, shows that she knows a lot about practicality plus her witty side who wants to be artista....haha she's funny! Then the call center girl Nikki woah did I just mention that name? Oh well, she's a sleepyhead, well, we cannot blame her since her body clock was used to morning as the sleeping time.... haha but then again, she should condition her body and mind that she's in the Survivor show. Then, Zita, the laundrywoman, I like her, I think she's strong, and she's not very whiny even though she was chained with Nikki who doesn't want to do anything.... But I think, in tonight's episode, Zita will be pissed off....Well, let's see....&lt;br /&gt;The Charisse girl, is like testing the water going with the flow.... Ofcourse Coach Veronica, my mom said she's weak and she might leave first but I immediately responded "syempre style nya lang un" hahaha.... that's a joke but somehow I believe it's her tactic, don't show your character too early, don't reveal your strengths and weaknesses to your opponent since they might use that against you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a game, and you really have to have a tactic for you to win! I am so excited to know who will have the strongest strategies.....  But, still, I am bias I am cheering for Coach Veronica!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to clear things out, I think whatever character they are portraying whether epal, or goodie good good it's alright with me since I believe it's all healthy for the show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-7302875693636795619?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/7302875693636795619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=7302875693636795619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7302875693636795619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/7302875693636795619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/survivor-fever.html' title='survivor fever'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3567432011806157650</id><published>2008-09-12T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:44:05.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survivor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coach veronica'/><title type='text'>excited about survivor</title><content type='html'>I am excited about the fact that Survivor is now in Philippine television but to be honest I don't have plans of following the show NOT UNTIL I found out that one of my favorite persons is actually one of the show's castaways and that just triples my excitement! It's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite, Coach Veronica Domingo is part of the Survivor show! My gosh! When I was in college, and I was assigned to cover the sport Taekwondo, there I met Coach Veronica, and from there she automatically became my favorite.  I learned her journey from winning gold, silver until she suffered from injury and needed to fight with one knee not fully recovered but still was able to bag bronze medal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got the chance to talk to her after the 2006 SEAG and that article is just my personal favorite.  She mentioned there all her struggles and her future plans, including the plans in joining the Philippine team for Beijing Olympics.  That's why I was kinda disappointed and sad when I found out that she didn't make it to the list of jins who will represent our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as they say, for every door that closes a window will be opened, like for Coach Veronica she may not have stepped in Beijing Olympics but a new battle is coming on her way, this time a bout in becoming the first Filipino Sole Survivor.  Will she make it? I don't know but one thing I am very sure, I'm cheering for her! hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Coach Veronica always say to her players, POWER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fight Coach Veronica!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 147px; height: 283px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.teardropper.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RX@tzwoKCkgAAGXWXlg1/sim_5-kicking.jpg?et=YSLslfeZNESHv4vc6MagmA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                               &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.teardropper.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMdkKQoKCtIAAEAeh-M1/veronica.jpg?et=KRip3Gf4oRZWxOM0dX2wng&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3567432011806157650?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3567432011806157650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3567432011806157650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3567432011806157650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3567432011806157650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/excited-about-survivor.html' title='excited about survivor'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2209991873272433343</id><published>2008-09-12T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:31:03.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's up with this?</title><content type='html'>Like what I've mentioned, I started blogging using blogspot but I discovered Multiply is so cool.  Since everybody was in friendster then, I wanted to use something which was not used widely haahaha but then after just coupla months Multiply boost it's popularity as well.... But never mind, since it's not that sensationalized like FS.  But, why am I here right now? Oh well, environment calls for it that's why Iam segueing from Multiply to here.  Ofcourse I will not leave my oh so beloved multiply.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2209991873272433343?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2209991873272433343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2209991873272433343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2209991873272433343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2209991873272433343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/whats-up-with-this.html' title='what&apos;s up with this?'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-5419401659041767131</id><published>2008-09-12T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:07:10.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tamaraws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feu'/><title type='text'>feu at krispy kreme</title><content type='html'>Just a while ago, I was craving for something sweet and since Krispy kreme is just near the area, I decided I want to eat donut, that simple..... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was deciding what flavors to choose, this special donuts surprised me and voila instantly caught my attention............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.teardropper.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMoQ9AoKCtIAAHwkt141/tam.jpg?et=OAAbZ8Kg1BUYA7iko6K48w&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     Yeah right, that's FEU's Tamaraw logo.... Cute cute cute.... Okay, I know FEU lost yesterday, but who knows we might go all the way to the championship, huh? hahaha just assuming here, it may look hard to achieve that, but hey everything's possible, let's just wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.teardropper.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMoSBAoKCtIAABWsruw1/Img0EA4.jpg?et=sTSxpfoCCzuY%2BilV%2B7yiaQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; GO FIGHT GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;AND GOLD!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha. Yeah right I sound so fanatic here, but in truth not really, it's just that it's so cute to have that special FEU donut from Krispy Kreme..... how I wish there's one special FEU havaianas too... haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.teardropper.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMoTFwoKCtIAACzz6uM1/Img0B9E.jpg?et=bw%2BGgqYxEw05l4rHlWQrKQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I did buy it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-5419401659041767131?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/5419401659041767131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=5419401659041767131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5419401659041767131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/5419401659041767131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/feu-at-krispy-kreme.html' title='feu at krispy kreme'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8000241243064310463</id><published>2008-09-11T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:22:52.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nuffnang wants you</title><content type='html'>Nuffnang has come up with an initial promo wherein 68 bloggers are needed to come up with one valid entry each.... The game is so easy you just need to follow the 5 steps and voila you'll be able to win 500pesos to credited on your account... Good news is it's first come first served basis so I guess, you still have a chance. Remember, valid entries! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2008/09/08/68-bloggers-we-want-you/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; for that game and see if you can be one of the 68....  Goodluck!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8000241243064310463?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8000241243064310463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8000241243064310463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8000241243064310463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8000241243064310463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/nuffnang-wants-you.html' title='nuffnang wants you'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-3785336760470627537</id><published>2008-09-11T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:19:14.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordcamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nuffnang'/><title type='text'>wordcamp moment</title><content type='html'>It's been a tiring weekend for me, haven't had enough sleep.... I miss sleeping. haha. I really do, I want to sleep very badly.  hay like this minute? hahaha, wish some more camille!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Nuffnang joined the Wordcamp event last Saturday, like the whole day! As I've said, it's tiring not physically though, since we just sit there answered questions about NN and I had to host the trivia contest infront of the bloggers, but it's more tiring emotionally because my mind kept on thinking that I want to sleep! Please please can I sleep? haha. that's the thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I wanted to come up with the entry about the event but I just did write about it on our blog, so just click &lt;a href="http://www.nuffnang.com.ph/blog/2008/09/08/nuffnangs-wordcamp-moment/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-3785336760470627537?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/3785336760470627537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=3785336760470627537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3785336760470627537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/3785336760470627537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/wordcamp-moment.html' title='wordcamp moment'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-8525992967841919743</id><published>2008-09-04T00:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:04:36.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinky</title><content type='html'>This entry is not about the color, besides green is my favorite color but hmm  I also like pink.... Ok going back to my story now, according to mom I'll be meeting up with Pinky to assist me for my passport and then I laugh, the name Pinky just makes me laugh. Ayt, before any violent reactions there, I have nothing against the person besides I haven't seen her, all I know is her name.... so, why am I laughing? I remember a story about the name. Here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in highschool, there was a girl named Pinky, from the lower batch.  She was a member of the COCC, so during a drill, their commandant which happened to be our classmate asked them to shout their name one by one, so she was the last in line so she's like Pinky blah blah Sir!  Then, I asked Rehoy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ano daw&lt;/span&gt;? As an equally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malokong&lt;/span&gt; Rehoy, answered, Pinky &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;! Then we laughed so hard.  Everytime we see that Pinky we can't help but laugh and we always call her Pinky! even though we don't know her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been my and rehoy's routine, everytime Pinky passed by, we shout Pinky!  Then, one morning, she knocked on our class and said something to our teacher, and Rehoy was like Pinky! but I was busy talking to a seatmate so I didn't notice, then Rehoy called me and said "Camille si Pinky oh!"  So, I said ----------------- Pinky!  You know what? The girl cried after....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our teacher Ma'am Cha, asked us not to tease the girl anymore.... But, we're like what did we do? we're just calling her. besides it's her name diba? So, what's wrong with that? Haha. That was funny.  People cry even though I am not doing anything bad. haha.  Am I bad? or so you think.  Nah.  I'm just always laughing you know, like when I see someone who once said Call center sucks and now seeing her holding a mic for a movie premiere night just cracks me down, laughing and laughing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-8525992967841919743?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/8525992967841919743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=8525992967841919743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8525992967841919743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/8525992967841919743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/09/pinky.html' title='pinky'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-2981365697038817617</id><published>2008-08-28T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T02:02:38.231-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superhuman'/><title type='text'>supersong</title><content type='html'>really really love this song.... it's my lss ever since i heard this... so here it goes my favorite chris brown and a new favorite keri hilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superhuman&lt;br /&gt;Weak, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been crying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and crying for weeks, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How'd I survive when I could barely speak,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Barely eat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; On my knees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; But that's the moment you came to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what your love has done to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think I'm invincible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I see through the me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You changed my whole life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Don't know what you're doing to me with your love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm feeling all superhuman you did that to me, (Ohh!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A superhuman heart beats in me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Nothing can stop me here with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Superhuman, (I feel so superhuman.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superhuman, (I feel so superhuman.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Superhuman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; [Verse 2]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Strong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since I've been flying and riding the wrongs, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels almost like I had it all along,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I can see tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every problem is gone because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I flew everywhere with love inside of me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's unbelievable to see, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How love can set me free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You changed my whole life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know what you're doing to me with your love, (to me, oh oh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm feeling all superhuman you did that to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A superhuman heart beats in me, (in me) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing can stop me here with you, (youuu) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superhuman, (I feel so superhuman) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Superhuman. (I feel so superhuman) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Bridge] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's not a bird, not a plane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; It's my heart and it's going gone away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; My only weakness is you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Only reason is you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every minute with you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like I can do anything,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Going going, I'm gone away in love&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You changed my whole life, (oh)&lt;br /&gt; Don't know what you're doing to me with your love, (to me, yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all superhuman you did that to me,&lt;br /&gt;A superhuman heart beats in me, (woooah)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me here with you,&lt;br /&gt; Superhuman,&lt;br /&gt;Superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where is superhuman?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4614950703837501360-2981365697038817617?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/2981365697038817617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=2981365697038817617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2981365697038817617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/2981365697038817617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/08/supersong.html' title='supersong'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4614950703837501360.post-4091171760518830989</id><published>2008-08-28T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T01:40:43.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welcome'/><title type='text'>welcome me back</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;About four years ago, I started Camille's Lair here in blogspot. But then again, things happened that I needed to move to another lair. However, the key to this original home was lost that I have to build a new one now. I understand that there should be consequences to all the actions that people do, and this is my share, a fair share that I am more than willing to take.So, welcome me back! I welcome myself to a new old home. How confusing that last statement could be? Whatever. Hahaha! All good. All fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;       -camille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what goes around, comes back around, fast!&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/4614950703837501360-4091171760518830989?l=camilleherrera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/feeds/4091171760518830989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4614950703837501360&amp;postID=4091171760518830989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4091171760518830989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4614950703837501360/posts/default/4091171760518830989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://camilleherrera.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome-me-back.html' title='welcome me back'/><author><name>camille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15839821968200159023</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mZQ2oB9wUyM/Sx26Y-T-ocI/AAAAAAAAAJs/YuB9FsJnwvo/S220/Photo0313.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
