<?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-308802815848115596</id><updated>2011-12-25T08:28:10.098-08:00</updated><category term='marriage'/><category term='i do'/><title type='text'>Machine thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-5821067772897007652</id><published>2011-12-07T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T06:31:05.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i do'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>I do</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqAQaQ70RKw/Tt9xEWYrOTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cnR2CbuaNiY/s1600/marriage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqAQaQ70RKw/Tt9xEWYrOTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cnR2CbuaNiY/s320/marriage1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I knew some friends who are already married, if not, are getting married. I have set a mental age which I think is the right time for me to tie the knot, and that's 26. Alright, now that I wrote it, I've come to realize that it is only 2 years from now! Should I panic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've listed down some pros and cons to contemplate on&amp;nbsp;whether&amp;nbsp;it is a good thing or I should just enjoy the benefits of being single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Married life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;I have an instant yaya. &lt;/b&gt;Of course, my husband to be is responsible of taking care of me and my future kids. Although I think, in reality it is the other way around. Wife usually do the house chores and all of the 'losyang' stuff. But remember, husband should have the initiative to help around the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;I have a partner for life. &lt;/b&gt;Do I need to expound on this?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Monetary concerns. &lt;/b&gt;I do not have to shoulder everything! The electricity bills, water bills, family budget etc.. Isn't it fun computing every cents you have to keep and spend with your partner? (I think I'm the only one who sees fun on this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Inspiration. &lt;/b&gt;We all know this. Every married/ single couples know this. Once married, it is the priority of the couple to ensure a good life for their family.In that case, couple should have to depend and inspire each other to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;I have a best friend, boyfriend, husband rolled into one. &lt;/b&gt;It's a package for life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I mentioned my top 5 pros why getting married is a good thing, &amp;nbsp;Here's the cons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;No no no to married life (at this moment)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;No more party night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Or limited chance of going out and have fun with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;No chance of meeting new people/ men. &lt;/b&gt;This is a sensitive issue. Let me elaborate on this one.One still has a chance of meeting new people of course, but, flirting is not allowed anymore. More of a professional approach should be applied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm.. I have to think of more reasons why NO TO MARRIED LIFE YET. But so far that would be all. If you are reading this, can you add some more to both?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-5821067772897007652?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/5821067772897007652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5821067772897007652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5821067772897007652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-do.html' title='I do'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tqAQaQ70RKw/Tt9xEWYrOTI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cnR2CbuaNiY/s72-c/marriage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-3944452826811051768</id><published>2011-10-15T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T23:07:15.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps</title><content type='html'>My shoe collection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for high heels :"&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I &amp;nbsp;have my camera back I'll post my other shoe collection. For the mean time, please bear with my low quality pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maRMR1oYyPA/Tppy3k2c8RI/AAAAAAAAACY/VSiqtp1muyQ/s1600/P161011_13.48.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maRMR1oYyPA/Tppy3k2c8RI/AAAAAAAAACY/VSiqtp1muyQ/s1600/P161011_13.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just got 'em yesterday from Forever 21!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7h9d-8rJ2dg/Tppy4WgxM7I/AAAAAAAAACg/i_IBrmXp-As/s1600/P161011_13.48_%255B01%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7h9d-8rJ2dg/Tppy4WgxM7I/AAAAAAAAACg/i_IBrmXp-As/s1600/P161011_13.48_%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPk85HdKkA8/Tppy4xUfGlI/AAAAAAAAACo/bv7FEq3_RWk/s1600/P161011_13.49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JPk85HdKkA8/Tppy4xUfGlI/AAAAAAAAACo/bv7FEq3_RWk/s1600/P161011_13.49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKSQfVrAGBA/Tppy5bxvyUI/AAAAAAAAACw/Jfg6gOa6hqE/s1600/P161011_13.49_%255B01%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SKSQfVrAGBA/Tppy5bxvyUI/AAAAAAAAACw/Jfg6gOa6hqE/s1600/P161011_13.49_%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFNLcaADD2U/Tppy6Gne0kI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Lp2Wf3D8TRk/s1600/P161011_13.50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFNLcaADD2U/Tppy6Gne0kI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Lp2Wf3D8TRk/s1600/P161011_13.50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPZ-h7ZkuW8/Tppy638Nj3I/AAAAAAAAADA/w_Nv7myhQ7U/s1600/P161011_13.51.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPZ-h7ZkuW8/Tppy638Nj3I/AAAAAAAAADA/w_Nv7myhQ7U/s1600/P161011_13.51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xo9YpVilSr0/Tppy7YfV9bI/AAAAAAAAADI/VAZX5vFM3nc/s1600/P161011_13.51_%255B01%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xo9YpVilSr0/Tppy7YfV9bI/AAAAAAAAADI/VAZX5vFM3nc/s1600/P161011_13.51_%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XziOjwtk5E/Tppy7w_QXSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t_5XjKRhozk/s1600/P161011_13.51_%255B02%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9XziOjwtk5E/Tppy7w_QXSI/AAAAAAAAADQ/t_5XjKRhozk/s1600/P161011_13.51_%255B02%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pt45mxlsD7w/Tppy8uQk3SI/AAAAAAAAADY/J-m3bYAvXxU/s1600/P161011_13.52.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pt45mxlsD7w/Tppy8uQk3SI/AAAAAAAAADY/J-m3bYAvXxU/s1600/P161011_13.52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know they're not high heels but still... They're nice though. I need flats for my 'harabas' activities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wXuJuxlME6A/Tppy9PWtw1I/AAAAAAAAADg/k-bUCbTKxgo/s1600/P161011_13.53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wXuJuxlME6A/Tppy9PWtw1I/AAAAAAAAADg/k-bUCbTKxgo/s1600/P161011_13.53.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Forever 21 again. I'm starting to be a fan of this store :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4FxyV2CYbE/Tppy9tScmpI/AAAAAAAAADo/ruRQvP8ziF0/s1600/P161011_13.53_%255B01%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z4FxyV2CYbE/Tppy9tScmpI/AAAAAAAAADo/ruRQvP8ziF0/s1600/P161011_13.53_%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQILaZs8Its/Tppy-WmN4GI/AAAAAAAAADw/cfq_27N14gE/s1600/P161011_13.54.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQILaZs8Its/Tppy-WmN4GI/AAAAAAAAADw/cfq_27N14gE/s1600/P161011_13.54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvYExIGqWyI/Tppy-zDpwiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-aDusqUSctk/s1600/P161011_13.54_%255B01%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvYExIGqWyI/Tppy-zDpwiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-aDusqUSctk/s1600/P161011_13.54_%255B01%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think they're 4 inches tall? or taller?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-3944452826811051768?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/3944452826811051768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/10/steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/3944452826811051768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/3944452826811051768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/10/steps.html' title='Steps'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-maRMR1oYyPA/Tppy3k2c8RI/AAAAAAAAACY/VSiqtp1muyQ/s72-c/P161011_13.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-5795663207339491856</id><published>2011-09-20T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T11:03:15.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Anime</title><content type='html'>It's not everyday you'll see your childhood memories turn into reality. For instance, last Saturday, me and a good friend of mine attended and participated on our first time cosplaying event. Honestly, I used to find cosplayers "weird", but after joining and be a participant myself? I changed my perspective :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1mzUuWgKWI/Tn4Ve3aHU_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Is8gXLU82Vs/s1600/cosplay1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1mzUuWgKWI/Tn4Ve3aHU_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Is8gXLU82Vs/s320/cosplay1.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naruto!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLXvflG1eko/Tn4VxStHz7I/AAAAAAAAABs/tQj87DjUMGs/s1600/cosplay2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qLXvflG1eko/Tn4VxStHz7I/AAAAAAAAABs/tQj87DjUMGs/s320/cosplay2.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dunno her, but she's cute^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bH2D0icqpR4/Tn4XKxkwD7I/AAAAAAAAABw/t2-2wotz4lI/s1600/cosplay3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bH2D0icqpR4/Tn4XKxkwD7I/AAAAAAAAABw/t2-2wotz4lI/s320/cosplay3.jpg" width="199" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yey! Bumblebee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ffxi-9wCmPE/Tn4XrG0ML-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/WpiksmXvoSo/s1600/cosplay4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ffxi-9wCmPE/Tn4XrG0ML-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/WpiksmXvoSo/s320/cosplay4.jpg" width="103" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep! Harry was there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XSEqKUYyn0/Tn4X51xWzLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2kmtRQ30_44/s1600/cosplay5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6XSEqKUYyn0/Tn4X51xWzLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/2kmtRQ30_44/s320/cosplay5.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTOBxsca14A/Tn4Y67ENejI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WX81-YCmiwQ/s1600/cosplay+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTOBxsca14A/Tn4Y67ENejI/AAAAAAAAAB8/WX81-YCmiwQ/s320/cosplay+6.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think they're the coolest^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhygzsXRKDY/Tn4ZSXadhfI/AAAAAAAAACA/-c5gt4hxZmI/s1600/DSC_0665.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KhygzsXRKDY/Tn4ZSXadhfI/AAAAAAAAACA/-c5gt4hxZmI/s320/DSC_0665.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yep that's me. Cosplaying Misa Amane of Deathnote^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYS6r1szKG0/Tn4Zou2TEZI/AAAAAAAAACE/P1NYg0W06rk/s1600/DSC_0666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LYS6r1szKG0/Tn4Zou2TEZI/AAAAAAAAACE/P1NYg0W06rk/s320/DSC_0666.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and my friend as Mio of K -On&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXPImwr2uOc/Tn4aK4qlLxI/AAAAAAAAACI/taN-o_pzLFE/s1600/DSC_0670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UXPImwr2uOc/Tn4aK4qlLxI/AAAAAAAAACI/taN-o_pzLFE/s320/DSC_0670.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-5795663207339491856?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/5795663207339491856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-of-anime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5795663207339491856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5795663207339491856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/09/best-of-anime.html' title='The Best of Anime'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1mzUuWgKWI/Tn4Ve3aHU_I/AAAAAAAAABo/Is8gXLU82Vs/s72-c/cosplay1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-1530589688376245407</id><published>2011-09-13T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T00:42:51.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>It's been 2 months since I last updated my blog. Well, I haven't got much to say, aside from the fact that I've been very busy doing acad works. I can't believe that 1st semester is almost over! I pray that I'll be able to pass through this semester and can still enroll on November. Haha. Anyway, I have fun doing some other stuff despite of my busy schedule. I've been doing some 'amateur' photo shoots just this last week which I will be using for my research. I think it went well, though, it's just that, it is really obvious that the photos are taken by an amateur photographer. Oh well, who cares? Every photographers started from it. I hope I'll improve and be a good, or if not, not the best in the future. I'll be posting some pictures when I've time. I'll be signing out for the mean time since it's already 3:30 and I better be preparing to depart for my class. Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-1530589688376245407?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/1530589688376245407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/09/blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/1530589688376245407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/1530589688376245407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/09/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-8530993668730202648</id><published>2011-07-10T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:48:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's Always A Woman&lt;br /&gt;Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can kill with a smile&lt;br /&gt;She can wound with her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She can ruin your faith with her casual lies&lt;br /&gt;And she only reveals what she wants you to see&lt;br /&gt;She hides like a child,&lt;br /&gt;But she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can lead you to love&lt;br /&gt;She can take you or leave you&lt;br /&gt;She can ask for the truth&lt;br /&gt;But she'll never believe you&lt;br /&gt;And she'll take what you give her, as long as it's free&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she steals like a thief&lt;br /&gt;But she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Oh--she takes care of herself&lt;br /&gt;She can wait if she wants&lt;br /&gt;She's ahead of her time&lt;br /&gt;Oh--and she never gives out&lt;br /&gt;And she never gives in&lt;br /&gt;She just changes her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she'll promise you more&lt;br /&gt;Than the Garden of Eden&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll carelessly cut you&lt;br /&gt;And laugh while you're bleedin'&lt;br /&gt;But she'll bring out the best&lt;br /&gt;And the worst you can be&lt;br /&gt;Blame it all on yourself&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;--Mhmm--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Oh--she takes care of herself&lt;br /&gt;She can wait if she wants&lt;br /&gt;She's ahead of her time&lt;br /&gt;Oh--and she never gives out&lt;br /&gt;And she never gives in&lt;br /&gt;She just changes her mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is frequently kind&lt;br /&gt;And she's suddenly cruel&lt;br /&gt;She can do as she pleases&lt;br /&gt;She's nobody's fool&lt;br /&gt;And she can't be convicted&lt;br /&gt;She's earned her degree&lt;br /&gt;And the most she will do&lt;br /&gt;Is throw shadows at you&lt;br /&gt;But she's always a woman to me&lt;br /&gt;--Mhmm--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to have someone who will sing this to me *sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-8530993668730202648?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/8530993668730202648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-always-woman-billy-joel-she-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/8530993668730202648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/8530993668730202648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-always-woman-billy-joel-she-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-5170990756623512646</id><published>2011-07-04T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T07:04:01.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing before I sleep</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through some old files when I've stumbled upon some last year's birthday pictures. I had this weird butterfly feeling in my stomach when memories came rushing in to my mind. It's really a bizarre yet happy feeling. I remember that time when we were still at getting to know stage. That day when I was soooo literally so "kilig" when I saw him coming into our house and to have celebrated that special day with him. In two months, we will be celebrating our 1st year anniversary. Time flies so fast. I never would have imagined that despite our endless quarrels and non stop arguments we are still here, together as one and soon to be celebrating our one year of being in love. I hope we could share more good years and end up marrying each other someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7d9lZ4bugw/ThHHsYLMVsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2cBJOI-BNl0/s1600/edited.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7d9lZ4bugw/ThHHsYLMVsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2cBJOI-BNl0/s320/edited.JPG" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He looks so shy type here haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BP60QwWPuo/ThHHvNNuzwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ed-vLOZLEPE/s1600/edited3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BP60QwWPuo/ThHHvNNuzwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ed-vLOZLEPE/s1600/edited3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry Ja but I have to crop you :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1Ta36LTHQI/ThHHzUAgqRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DMEnBE7qdL0/s1600/P1016486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J1Ta36LTHQI/ThHHzUAgqRI/AAAAAAAAAA4/DMEnBE7qdL0/s320/P1016486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, that classic blowing of the candles, yet this time it's different, I have him to hold the cake :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/308802815848115596-5170990756623512646?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/5170990756623512646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/07/reminiscing-before-i-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5170990756623512646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5170990756623512646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/07/reminiscing-before-i-sleep.html' title='Reminiscing before I sleep'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7d9lZ4bugw/ThHHsYLMVsI/AAAAAAAAAAw/2cBJOI-BNl0/s72-c/edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-5189115546300691227</id><published>2011-06-12T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:45:23.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>June 13, 2011&lt;br /&gt;1:45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out for quite a while now. Hanging out with my bf's friends and stuff. Well, it's quite fun, aside from being up all night and not having enough sleep, the reason zits are all over my face again! As in invading every remaining space on my usual spotless skin, and eyebags as well. I'm having a hard time keeping my skin clear, and I have been neglecting my health from indulging too much alcohol.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, I have to watch out for my health :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really don't understand why do I always have this weird feeling of getting annoyed whenever my boyfriend tells me they're having a boys night out. Yeah I met few of his guys friends and I really got well along with them and everything seems to be fine, but, I really don't like the idea of 'boys night out'. So immature 'eh? Just today he told me they're going to hang out again, and of course, I have this weird feeling that I don't want to talk to him to make him feel I am missed. Arrghh this is really weird.. I am really weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-5189115546300691227?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/5189115546300691227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-13-2011-145pm-i-have-been-going.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5189115546300691227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5189115546300691227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-13-2011-145pm-i-have-been-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-4762586346220640039</id><published>2011-06-07T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T01:14:04.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;June 08, 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12:17 nn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;   &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;    &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;    &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;    &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;    &lt;w:DontGrowAutofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;For the One I Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:WordDocument&gt;   &lt;w:View&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:Zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:PunctuationKerning/&gt;   &lt;w:ValidateAgainstSchemas/&gt;   &lt;w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:Compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:BreakWrappedTables/&gt;    &lt;w:SnapToGridInCell/&gt;    &lt;w:WrapTextWithPunct/&gt;    &lt;w:UseAsianBreakRules/&gt;    &lt;w:DontGrowAutofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:BrowserLevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:LatentStyles DefLockedState="false" LatentStyleCount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt; /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love isn’t perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;No matter what angles you try to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love isn’t for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Especially to those with closed doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love isn’t forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Or so they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love isn’t always present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Take a look at the world, you’ll know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;The end is near, who cares about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is a fallacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Only fairy tales have happy endings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;That’s how a fool defines love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Mine’s simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;You try to see it in every angles possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Especially to those who believe in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;May be it in heaven or in hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is always around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;That’s what makes the world go round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;It makes all things promising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Love is a reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Because I love you and this is the real thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Lucida Calligraphy&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #e06666;"&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/308802815848115596-4762586346220640039?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/4762586346220640039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/normal-0-false-false-false.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/4762586346220640039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/4762586346220640039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/normal-0-false-false-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-3923778671815414305</id><published>2011-06-07T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T18:58:59.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day High</title><content type='html'>June 08, 2011&lt;br /&gt;10:00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's my first day in the UST Graduate School. I survived! Not only the professor's cool, the subject itself is also interesting. I took up Communication Research during my undergraduate course yet admittedly, I don't think I learned a lot on the subject. It could be the lack of interest on my part during that time. But this time is different. There is a lot to expect from me starting now. I chose this path not only because I want to excel in my career, I want to prove something. I want to grow. I just don't want to end having only a bachelor degree. There's nothing with dreaming big, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the discussion, I came to realize that I'm not really good into divulging ideas in a group discussion. I have to work on this one. I'm going to have the major adjustment on my study habits and improvement on my conversation skills, and forget not my writing ability. I'm not good in writing! There' a lot to improve oooh my &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our professor had given us our first homework and that is to comment on his article about education. I will be posting here my answer on his article soon :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the fact that I am already in a graduate school, aiming to achieve a masteral degree, is still a new world to me. It's really different. Very different out there. My classmates, who are all professionals and even some are taking Ph. d's, I feel like I am the most underdog inside our class. I'm really trying to be competitive so I can prove that I fit in in that class, that I am deserving to have a Masteral Degree, and that one day I will achieve my dream of becoming a successful career woman. I dreamed of obtaining the title of 'Nelly Rose A. Abdon, Ph.d'. Ambitious? I'm not. Just trying to be optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is still a long way to go from where I currently am right now, but time flies fast, and with every waking day, I know the day I'll be walking down the isle of the graduation hall and hear the graduation bells ringing, will be close from far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-3923778671815414305?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/3923778671815414305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day-high.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/3923778671815414305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/3923778671815414305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-day-high.html' title='First Day High'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-5299119158695963543</id><published>2011-05-11T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:21:47.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crab</title><content type='html'>I just want to study. I guess there's nothing wrong with that. I don't understand why some people are so inconsiderate. Instead of being supportive to their subordinates, they are the people who will pull you down. Instead of helping you build your career, yourself, your character, they are the ones who will discourage you with your plans.You asked them for a little favor, a little of their time, but they can't spare you that. Why do such people exist? Haaaay..... Burden burden burden. It's so depressing 'coz you know there's nothing you can do. I'm so hopeless right now... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-5299119158695963543?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/5299119158695963543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/05/crab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5299119158695963543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/5299119158695963543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/05/crab.html' title='Crab'/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-751635136667495791</id><published>2011-05-09T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:42:13.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently at the office right now feeling I'm about to doze off any minute. My mind isn't working right now and no matter how hard I try to think of something interesting to write in this blog.. Nah i don't have any! How do I fight sleepiness?&amp;nbsp; Oh yes. Coffee. Ciao for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/308802815848115596-751635136667495791?l=potsession.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/feeds/751635136667495791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/05/currently-at-office-right-now-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/751635136667495791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/308802815848115596/posts/default/751635136667495791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://potsession.blogspot.com/2011/05/currently-at-office-right-now-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nelly Abdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10887563709341753353</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RMUXYmVadZk/TnYAaXGCy8I/AAAAAAAAABA/t-svmfvhcdA/s220/DSC_0693.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308802815848115596.post-3339901435138064485</id><published>2011-05-07T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T09:26:05.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cuts like a knife</title><content type='html'>May 7, 2011&lt;br /&gt;12:16am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day I started to love you, all I wished is just to have a happy relationship. I did not asked for a perfect lover nor a perfect relationship, as long as there's "us". I braced the fact that fights and misunderstandings are always present in a relationship and that's the reason why I hold on to ours. Yes we fight from time to time, we overrule each other and even dominate each other, yet we're still here as a whole. In 8 months being in this relationship, I'm loving you more, and it grows more and more everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't a love story I'm narrating here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to change after being dumped from my past relationship. And I'm quite proud that at least I was able to change some negative traits I used to have. I learned to be humble, accept my mistakes, and control my irrational jealousies. But one thing remained, my over sensitivity. It's quite understandable because your words are to much to bear. You always&amp;nbsp;misunderstood my words. Instead of&amp;nbsp;apologizing, or&amp;nbsp; be humble enough to admit a certain thing, you always twist it the other way around and make it look like it is my fault. And you always make it to the point to say things that will offend me. If it is done purposely I don't know. But I want you to realize that you are hurting me. I've done things for you that I have never done before yet I feel those are not appreciated, 'coz if it does, you won't even think of hurting my feelings. I love you. But for every time we are faced in this kind of conflict I was thinking, it's better off to stay single. You are hurting my pride, my ego, my morale, everything. Good thing God did not made our words a sharp weapon 'coz if he does, I am physically battered by now after being slashed several times by your words. I've asked you so many times why do you have to be so dismissive with your words whenever we have a misunderstanding? I don't remember being rude to you. I always try to be careful with my words whenever we fight because I don't want to hurt your feelings, but you? Did you ever consider mine? You are harsh. And by the time you are reading this I know it will create another issue about me looking for your every flaws. I'm not perfect, and so do you, yet why can't we work it out? Damn... I'm so pissed off with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not the ideal man I dreamed of. But I love you enough to overlook the standards I have for a relationship. If you love me enough, then be a man and stop hurting my feelings. You made a crying baby for crying out loud. I love you so much that it hurts me whenever we fight. Have you felt this? I think not. Does it only proves men are insensitive? I hate to think that one day I will realize you're not worth my tears anymore... &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I know you're not into this kind of stuff. You're not interested browsing in to some things I have my interest on so it will be impossible for you to stumble here on a purpose, but if by chance you are able to find this, I hope it's not too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I still love you, and I'm sure I still love you tomorrow. But the next days, months, I don't know, years? I'm uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaay... Mahal na mahal kita Michael kung alam mo lang. 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