<?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-5114018311069625823</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:53:07.256-07:00</updated><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Family and Friends'/><category term='Stuffs'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Love and Relationships'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Misha's Digital Diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-8764280001346755224</id><published>2009-09-30T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T09:39:06.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surviving after the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorry it took me so long to post something again here. My post's title meant two different things. 'Coz a lot of things happened lately. I got really sick because of work. Then a really mean typhoon came and killed lots of people here in the Philippines. Then I suffered another heartbreak. Two different typhoons came into my life. The real one, which drowned at least 300 people already. And then my last breakup. Damn, everything happened so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm just trying to survive. Like I did the last time. I really wanna share every detail of what happened, but my heart is not yet ready to open up. I'm a stronger girl now. I know I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm happy I got friends who have my back. They love me and I feel lucky. Like yesterday, my friend Anne came home from Singapore. She introduced me to some of her friends and we ate out. We also had videoke crazy then coffee before we all went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SsQ8bRFkGhI/AAAAAAAAAoM/BKH79g7W1_w/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet Dora Tililing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;While Anne and I were drinking coffee, a guy approached us and asked help for their outreach program something. He offered us little stuffs we could buy and part of the sales will be donated to their charity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since Anne was really nice.. she bought this cute little cow for me. I thought it kinda looks like Dora from the movie "Kimmy Dora" which we both find amusing. So I named it "Dora" and since it has little bells on its neck, I made "Tililing" its surname. Sorry, was just tripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really had fun yesterday. I hope I'll feel better sooner. Right now I just wanna focus on my work and myself. I wanna save up money so I can go to Singapore with Anne. I wanna leave Philippines for awhile. My life's kinda messed up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll write more next time. Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-8764280001346755224?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/8764280001346755224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=8764280001346755224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/8764280001346755224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/8764280001346755224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/09/surviving-after-rain.html' title='Surviving after the rain'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SsQ8bRFkGhI/AAAAAAAAAoM/BKH79g7W1_w/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-505887506044828329</id><published>2009-09-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T07:32:40.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gosh... I'M BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been like what? 8 months since my last post... damn. That was really long ago. And I so miss blogging. It's just that I want to tell everything that happened to me but I really dunno where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last post was all about this guy I met a few months back. And we did spend some time together. We had fun times yeah.. but most of it were really sad and awful moments. Uhm.. I'd tell you all about it next time. I'll probably dedicate a post for that, but for now.. I just wanna say I'm back. And I'd post some pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a different me now. Not better I guess, just different. My world evolved into something more.. how can I describe it.. CHALLENGING? Whatever. But I still managed to be happy in some way. I love me. And I'm fighting to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll share some more soon. Missed you all. Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-505887506044828329?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/505887506044828329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=505887506044828329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/505887506044828329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/505887506044828329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-gosh-im-back.html' title='Oh gosh... I&apos;M BACK!'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-8183863393112873310</id><published>2009-01-21T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:09:45.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and Relationships'/><title type='text'>My new boyfie is a stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well I kinda lost my head last night, not literally though. Hehe! But I wasn't drunk. And it wasn't a random thing either. I thought about it before, and I decided to commit myself to someone I'm not in love with. He's a complete stranger. We've only met three times but the guy's totally crazy about me. I admit, I'm not really sure if what I'm doing is right. But I know I'm old enough to be responsible with my own actions. I want this. And I seriously want to learn to love him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's none of the guys I've mentioned before. I just met him last December 30. Yup, that same day I saw my first love again. Well there's no significant relation about the two, but I guess that day marked the end of him and the start of the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a really good guy. And I wanna know more about him. He respects me and that means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one really knows about it yet, though I've discussed my plans to my bessie before. She said she understands me and she wants me to be happy. Although, she was surprised that I've never mentioned the guy to her ever. She doesn't even know his name. My bother only saw him once but he doesn't know were talking to each other. I'm sure he's gonna freak out once he finds out. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just keep you guys posted.. Much love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-8183863393112873310?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/8183863393112873310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=8183863393112873310' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/8183863393112873310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/8183863393112873310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-boyfie-is-stranger.html' title='My new boyfie is a stranger'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-1721457372925724335</id><published>2009-01-19T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T09:14:01.672-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>White Avenue &amp; my Cheesecake bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Guys we made it! Our fashion event was a success! :) I'm so happy with the outcome. Everyone had a blast. If you could only see their faces.. the crowd went wild! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I only have a few pictures on my camera 'cause I let my fotog friend Sidney cover the event. I'll try to upload them in my multiply soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSrZMg09sI/AAAAAAAAAns/iJ5Nsho6nXg/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with &lt;strong&gt;Thou Reyes&lt;/strong&gt; and my friend&lt;strong&gt; Alex Pigao&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqcfqi0GI/AAAAAAAAAnc/pUi-Nv7xAYQ/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqcn1FjzI/AAAAAAAAAnk/7bpYefq_VoI/s320/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Jem and Farah :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;Cheesecake Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some desert in Cheesecake! It was super delish.. "Wala munang diet diet!" Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqUxLm-RI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Z7fOtMGNGpU/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Forest Cheesecake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqUzB69dI/AAAAAAAAAnM/0fYm8U0GyA4/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Berry Temptation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqUqxCa9I/AAAAAAAAAnE/ASp9t7wyUhU/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;They looked so cute, we don't want to touch 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqUS6I9VI/AAAAAAAAAm8/JyCITuv4QDc/s320/1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Coffee n' Cream (Cafe de Luna)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSqUWFLp7I/AAAAAAAAAm0/psIekN7Cllo/s320/CIMG0911.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Attack!! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you to everyone who joined our event. And congratulations also to all of us who worked really hard for this. Much love guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. Please grab a copy of the January ish of &lt;strong&gt;MEGA magazine&lt;/strong&gt;. My friend Alex' clothes were included in the &lt;strong&gt;Top 10 outstanding collections&lt;/strong&gt; of the &lt;strong&gt;11th Annual Philippine Fashion Week Spring/ Summer 2009&lt;/strong&gt;. Congrats dear! And thank you so much for lending me your clothes on such a short notice. I so love you.. mwahh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-1721457372925724335?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/1721457372925724335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=1721457372925724335' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1721457372925724335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1721457372925724335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-avenue-my-cheesecake-bliss.html' title='White Avenue &amp; my Cheesecake bliss'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXSrZMg09sI/AAAAAAAAAns/iJ5Nsho6nXg/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-4798452400399875685</id><published>2009-01-16T09:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:37:10.730-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><title type='text'>FASHIONATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This has been a very busy day for me. I've been making last minute calls to my designer friends and models who could participate in our upcoming fashion event this Saturday. Luckily I was able to convince Alex Pigao to support our fund-raising activity. I'm really going crazy now, 'coz I'm so excited about what will happen and who's gonna come to our show.Anyway, I know this is a bit too late but I'll still invite y'all to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXDJtZMzs-I/AAAAAAAAAms/pt_VgIhIPm4/s320/poster-for-printing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Featuring the designs of &lt;strong&gt;Alex Pigao&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Tina Daniac&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bang Pineda&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Tammy Tan&lt;/strong&gt;. With performances by &lt;strong&gt;GFORCE&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ALL STARS&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;KRUMPINOY&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;UNSCHOOLED&lt;/strong&gt;. Hosted by Mr. &lt;strong&gt;Thou Reyes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much guys! See you there.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-4798452400399875685?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/4798452400399875685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=4798452400399875685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4798452400399875685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4798452400399875685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/fashionation_16.html' title='FASHIONATION'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SXDJtZMzs-I/AAAAAAAAAms/pt_VgIhIPm4/s72-c/poster-for-printing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-2799443993089477822</id><published>2009-01-12T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:18:14.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuffs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Just a happy post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I finally met Jayceed Deyro. He's actually the cousin of the guy I was talking about - my beautiful ghost. Cyd was really nice. I once mentioned to him that I liked the milky seafood noodles his cousin gave me but I can't find it anywhere here in the Philippines. So he promised to give me some of his Aunt's &lt;em&gt;padala&lt;/em&gt;. He din't just give me one, not two.. but seven milky noodles!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtopiJiq6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/qTnfc6qi3CU/s320/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you munggo! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWto8r77iHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/7EBxgwj--cI/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtop_fhlZI/AAAAAAAAAmE/58qj249xucs/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtopZNoaFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/D70tqVz7uqk/s320/1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And oh, I tripped in front of him. Haha! My latest witness. LOL And to make things worse, I fell flat on the ground after he left! For .3 seconds, I thought I was dreaming. I was so ashamed! I even sat on my wounded toe!! Huhu.. all because I'm a big 'ol klutz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;Full Moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, have you seen the moon last night? They said the moon could only be seen like that twice a year. It was beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtopuFI4oI/AAAAAAAAAl8/XNTjnlKrReY/s320/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWttU2VbWYI/AAAAAAAAAmc/boa2skxuggY/s320/2.jpg" /&gt; This year, I swore not to be so &lt;em&gt;magastos&lt;/em&gt; anymore. But I really dunno why can't I resist to shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Damn.. Everytime I see a nice pair of stilletos or a cute TOPSHOP blouse, my heart just melts. It's like a freakin' kryptonite. That's why I'm always broke. :( &lt;em&gt;Wala akong naiipon! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I even promised to open a bank account so I could seriously save up money this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wahh~ but my mind can't get off from that wicked animal printed skirt I saw awhile ago. &lt;em&gt;Gusto ko talaga siya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtyJqU4gtI/AAAAAAAAAmk/4EhNlWhnIHc/s320/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sorry ah! &lt;em&gt;Crush ko lang talaga yung skirt na yun.&lt;/em&gt; I just have to share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;New Year, New Crush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, speaking of crushes.. I think I'm developing a crush on that Carlo. I mean.. lately I've been thinking about him a lot. And when we talked this afternoon, I was always smiling and laughing. Haha! Crazy.. but I kinda missed this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-2799443993089477822?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/2799443993089477822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=2799443993089477822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2799443993089477822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2799443993089477822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-happy-post.html' title='Just a happy post'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWtopiJiq6I/AAAAAAAAAl0/qTnfc6qi3CU/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-7370075563310484</id><published>2009-01-10T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T07:50:03.101-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Beware of Manholes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I just feel so dumb right now. I really dunno what to do. A lot of things are going on in my head and I'm getting confused. I just wanna curl up on my bed and cry for a moment. I want everything to stop for a while and let my mind clear up first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my class today 'coz I went to school around 1:45 pm but I forgot that it was supposed to be 10:30 am! Aside from that, I cancelled my date with that guy I was talking about 'coz I just can't tolerate the pressure anymore. I mean.. I don't think I'm at my best right now. Like I feel ugly or something. Ugh.. I just wanna scream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my toe's terrible. It got worse after yesterday's walk. You can see how it looks like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img519.imageshack.us/img519/3712/bloodkx2.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;. I can't actually bare it here 'coz it's extremely gruesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, I already posted my new photos from last thursday's photoshoot. It's up in my multiply account. :) Tell me what you think guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWi7q7ajwrI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ZDZGXy7qrCY/s320/bl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWi8LA2A1oI/AAAAAAAAAlc/zCVIexy6JZY/s320/bl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Some say I look like a doll.. aww! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess this depression came from my "foot accident". So lesson learned, BE CAREFUL WITH MANHOLES! Haha.. it sounds silly though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-7370075563310484?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/7370075563310484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=7370075563310484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/7370075563310484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/7370075563310484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/beware-of-manholes.html' title='Beware of Manholes'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWi7q7ajwrI/AAAAAAAAAlU/ZDZGXy7qrCY/s72-c/bl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-2083188274881498382</id><published>2009-01-08T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:29:04.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>Clumsy 'cause...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;..I'm Misha! haha.. &lt;em&gt;Hindi talaga natatapos ang araw ng hindi ako nahuhulog, nadadapa o nadudulas!&lt;/em&gt; Haha.. My brother would always tease me about it. He'd tell me, "&lt;em&gt;Oh.. naka-boundary ka na!"&lt;/em&gt; 'cause he's sure I'd trip or fall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My high school friend Alyson could also testify to that! LOL She once told me, "&lt;em&gt;Grabe.. kahit ang sosyal mo tignan, clumsy ka pa din!&lt;/em&gt;". And she can't stop laughing when I accidentally hurt my foot while walking. My Toe nail really hurts and I really wanted to cry. But I really can't help but laugh at my own stupidity! Haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWZN-5SdWlI/AAAAAAAAAlE/EVT0N260oiQ/s320/toe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The left one is killing me!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we checked in at the &lt;strong&gt;SOGO Hotel in Quezon Avenue&lt;/strong&gt;. We kinda looked liked retards 'cause we don't even know how to rent a room. Haha! We kept looking around, played with the lights and surfed all the channels. It was so hilarious! Well we've never been to love hotels yet..like ever! So we were laughing the whole time. We had so much fun! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWZNqymtD-I/AAAAAAAAAk8/N_ZdN2O-1J8/s320/bts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what the heck?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;My Oh-nine, so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my classes resumed last Monday. So that means I'm back to that horror place again- school. I really don't wanna see it again. Something about it traumatizes me. Just the thought of going back there stresses me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Speaking of school, someone wants to visit me there. LOL Well I just met this guy who literally popped into my life. Well I've actually seen him before, but it never crossed my mind that he'll actually introduce himself to me. He's an awsome model and in my mind I know he's out of my league. But he said he's interested in knowing me. Its all kinda weird though, 'cause it happened after I decided to meet up with my first love. I'm really confused. And earlier today, I just suddenly went to his house, but he was not there. I really don't know what to do now. And this new guy called me up asking if we could hangout this Saturday. Waahh~ I'm really going crazy now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I'm still thinking if I should go.. with my toe hurt and all, I don't think its the right time yet. But whatever.. let's just see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;MY 2009 Resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="Talon, para tumangkad!" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWZPORYcnQI/AAAAAAAAAlM/MPIErQrJGqw/s320/jump.jpg" /&gt;- Stop being lazy, wake up early and be on time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Stop being nice to everyone and learn to say NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Workout in the gym more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Save up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Learn to appreciate myself more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Be more appreciative to the people and things that I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Learn to love again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well.. they said I could still make my resolutions for this year, so there! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-2083188274881498382?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/2083188274881498382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=2083188274881498382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2083188274881498382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2083188274881498382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2009/01/clumsy-cause.html' title='Clumsy &apos;cause...'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SWZN-5SdWlI/AAAAAAAAAlE/EVT0N260oiQ/s72-c/toe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-7417666298725300991</id><published>2008-12-30T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T06:29:18.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Two nights ago, I went home to our house in Bulacan. The house looks so different now. It doesn't feel the same way anymore. Even the smell. It's not how it used to. But I still missed it. I left a lot of important things there and I just realized how suddenly I transferred to Quezon City. The clothes, the bags, the shoes, everything. I suddenly forgot about them. Like I was kidnapped or something then went home one day and see all the stuffs I left. Most of them are either worn out or broken. &lt;em&gt;Sayang talaga!&lt;/em&gt; But I really had fun reading my past diaries! Haha.. I can't stop laughing at the things I wrote.. funny me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was up until past 4 am. But I was already on my bed by 2. I was haunted again. I have this dream where it keeps playing back over and over in my mind. Like it's stuck or something. A dream about me and that &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; I was talking about. He went away seven months ago. But we haven't seen each other since then. So I kept thinking how are we gonna look like when we meet for the first time again. What would I say? What will I be wearing? I keep dreaming of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unexpectedly, my dream came true afternoon yesterday. I really thought I saw a ghost. I can't believe it. My heart pounded like crazy and I stood there frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy whom I fell in love with for the first time was standing in the same room where I am and I miss him so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, I ran towards him and hugged him. But at that moment, I wasn't able to do that. I barely even smiled at him. I just went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I realized, he was too. We were aware of each other's presence. It was really awkward. We were sort of evading each other. But he did say hi to me. I wanted to talk to him some more but I guess it was best that we won't. I mean, a part of me wants to go back to him but the other half is telling me not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I want my head to rule. I really messed up the last time I let my heart decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow.. is not just a new day, but a whole new year. And I guess, I hafta be stronger now. I need to grow more. But I'm really glad I got to see him again. And I hope that the next time we see each other, things between us will get better. Well not really that kind of 'better', better.. but an okay relationship. I dunno.. um.. New year, new start &lt;em&gt;diba?&lt;/em&gt; :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So I made a list of the things that happened to me this 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Last summer, I had my OJT in Makati. I worked in a small events company where I met tons of people. Some were good, some were okay, some were mean and ugly. But most importanly, I met someone who meant a lot to me. I experienced lots of new things that really changed my life. My practicum taught me more than I thought I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVt0IYr8FfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KaBlTBGijSA/s320/adcstr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my Twinnie and Tito Roly Halagao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVt1INiAyKI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ye4gXUu9-rk/s320/james.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;James' serious face&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- I started to model again. My brother and I became more active this time. I also went back to acting and had a small role in a telenovela in GMA 7 (Ako si Kim Sam Soon). Though I'm starting to think I'm being typecasted as either &lt;em&gt;maarteng mayaman&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;kikay na boba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I made lots of good friends in show business. They really are beautiful people, inside and out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVt0PX6EsVI/AAAAAAAAAks/mGVLLNfk4sc/s320/KSS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KSS family at Princess' despedida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVtz9FG1PDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/4ZoKtH6T3dk/s320/3v1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing with Jen's webcam @ the KSS set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVtz2W3NcOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/JOrSPZokMHg/s320/1_715951646l%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KSS Cast party :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- I also tried hosting. My first hosting gig was a carshow and I was really nervous. I thought I'm gonna co-host it with someone from NU 107, but the guy left early for the Eraserheads Reunion concert. So.. there, I made a mess. But they said I did okay. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- I had my first real kiss.. (and almost my first boyfriend).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;- my THESIS.. which is killing me. I never thought it would be this tight. It stresses me just by even saying it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well overall, I could say that 2008 was the weirdest year I ever had so far. But I'm happy how it all went. Right now, I'm just wishing a great year for 2009. So stay safe people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-7417666298725300991?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/7417666298725300991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=7417666298725300991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/7417666298725300991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/7417666298725300991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/12/beautiful-ghost.html' title='A Beautiful Ghost'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVt0IYr8FfI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KaBlTBGijSA/s72-c/adcstr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-1901892874954143782</id><published>2008-12-25T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:40:42.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>My Delicious Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVOLP84fmlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qjT6ucSJ1c8/s320/mwah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah..it's yummy 'coz I want it to be. Haha! I was so depressed a few days ago and I wanted to change that somehow before Christmas. So I'm trying to make me happier by getting my mind off from work and school stuffs. So instead I was thinking.. &lt;em&gt;'Santa's coming and he's gonna fill my Christmas sock with all the presents I mentioned in my wishlist.&lt;/em&gt;' But then I remembered, I never made an actual Christmas wishlist. So there's no way I'm gonna get that &lt;em&gt;shiny silver volvo&lt;/em&gt; ever. Except if Santa can read minds.Tsk tsk.. poor Misha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, my Christmas wasn't that bad at all. I just tried to relax the whole day 'cause I sort of deprived myself from doing that while I was doing my thesis. Also if you noticed, I gave my blog a makeover. It already has three columns. &lt;em&gt;Yay!&lt;/em&gt; But I'm not yet done with it. And um.. the player's not yet working. I dunno what's wrong with it. So.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I really loved the dress&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I wore yesterday at mass. I so love animal printed stuffs &lt;em&gt;eh&lt;/em&gt;. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVOQQU7pc-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/I92ZxUxNKDQ/s320/shoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; HEIGHT: 150px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVOQcU-SRFI/AAAAAAAAAkE/vS9gYoYcTxg/s320/meow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My mom picked the earrings for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 100px; HEIGHT: 236px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVORU1VyLgI/AAAAAAAAAkM/F7GdmGMIwBE/s320/mis.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was still online 'til past midnight just greeting everyone in YM. My webcam sucks though. I was waiting for &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; to greet me but I guess that won't happen now. After all the things we did to each other. *sigh* But I still prayed that everything will be okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Btw, I find it really annoying when guys act really freaky and say nonsense things to me. I mean, they really thought they could get away with anything online. Grr.. &lt;em&gt;ang kapal talaga ng iba. Sobrang manyak pa!!&lt;/em&gt; I can't help but be rude to them. They're so unrealistic. Another WHATEVER. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Enjoy the holidays everyone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-1901892874954143782?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/1901892874954143782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=1901892874954143782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1901892874954143782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1901892874954143782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-delicious-holiday.html' title='My Delicious Holiday'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVOLP84fmlI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qjT6ucSJ1c8/s72-c/mwah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-4466877432227028566</id><published>2008-12-21T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T09:00:32.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family and Friends'/><title type='text'>What's left of my November and the days after</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Here I go again, another summary post. I became super busy these past few weeks so as much as I wanted to update this blog, I can't. But I swore to myself I'll fix everything up before Christmas. I was contemplating whether to include all my previous experiences which I failed to share or just get on to what is currently happenning to me. But it would be a shame not to mention it at least here &lt;em&gt;diba&lt;/em&gt;? So thinking of all the stuff I need to do to keep this up to date is extremlely tiresome and therefore, I lose my gusto to blog sometimes. But I really love blogging, that's why I push myself to do this. Anyway, here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Thursday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally agreed to pose for the Carfinder magazine cover. My agent was making &lt;i&gt;kulit&lt;/i&gt; because he really wanted me to do the photoshoot. He booked me for the gig millions of time but lucky for him I ran out of excuses already. Haha! I arrived at the studio in Libis Quezon City around 11am. And it was a wrap around 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was going hysterical. She woke me up telling that my brother is in the Security Headquarters of Gateway mall with two snatchers who attempted to steal my digital camera. My brother and I were together the night before so I slid my camera inside his bag and forgot to unpack it before he left for school. On his way there, a guy approached him and told him that he saw someone took something from his bag's pocket. Together they followed the two clueless suspects and succesfully caught them. But then when they searched the suspects, my camera was nowhere to be found. It turned out that one of them threw the camera in the bush near the huge Christmas Tree just outside the mall so they won't be found guilty. If you could only imagine what the guards did to the culprits to make them admit where they left it. So when my mom and I arrived, the snatchers were already weak from the beating. Mahn.. when I saw their wounds, I suddenly felt nauseaus. And when the guards started to gang up on them again, I really jumped out of the room. It was just too much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9S19ch8iI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7Ut99vw-bW4/s320/suspect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The bad guys.. tsk tsk!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9VERG5CUI/AAAAAAAAAio/YSDPVxCtifQ/s320/rambol.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a riot people.. a riot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9Wz66ugzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/xRuejlIHpZA/s320/report.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My brother giving his statement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Tuesday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;b&gt;Quantum of Solace&lt;/b&gt; with my good friend Ahleks Fusilero. We went karoaoke after and made funny faces at the &lt;i&gt;Purikura&lt;/i&gt; Booth in Timezone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9TDiyz6UI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MIoVk0WgZ5k/s320/starbuxleks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Another lovely starbucks moment :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9TRRuw-rI/AAAAAAAAAhg/nUIqevMtNOk/s320/waffles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;My favorite strawberry waffles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9Wni0qZVI/AAAAAAAAAjI/YSSkIefmqdU/s320/timezone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Going karaoke in Timezone Greenbelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Friday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time I spent my day with my closest girlfriend Jessica. We watched &lt;b&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;/b&gt; and did some shopping for her boyfriend's nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9Te1Pm-gI/AAAAAAAAAho/-WEKzynGvU0/s320/CIMG0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;UFO catchin'.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9TpO6cjwI/AAAAAAAAAhw/37-xEabzxO0/s320/lexzeb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9TwbQ8XvI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HKfyOYtzE9Y/s320/jew.jpg" width="165" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;With Lexie, goofin' around at the purikura booth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Tuesday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thesis mode: went to interview Marilou Diaz Abaya in her Film School in Antipolo. I saw my friend Badji Mortiz who was studying film there. It was really nice to see him again. Though it made me miss Gokada Go! even more :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9UGtVHdjI/AAAAAAAAAiA/F8IsUX6oKVk/s320/badj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nananakot?! haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;November 20 - 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Thursday to Sunday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeled for Speedlab in &lt;strong&gt;Manila Autosalon 2008&lt;/strong&gt; at SMX. We wore sexy police uniform with matching badge and baton. Haha!! It was really tiring but I love doing carshows compared to other events. Check out the rest of the photos in my multiply site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9UVy_OB9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/sDY3fkyAqrI/s320/CIMG0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time with Concon :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9UiXoe9dI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/puMTA5AiKN4/s320/contan2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scorchin' the scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9Upz1BO2I/AAAAAAAAAiY/wDITFcwlbZQ/s320/girls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No uglies allowed. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9U8JPQorI/AAAAAAAAAig/kiwgAgNLlkU/s320/police+car.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candid shot&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Sunday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my folks at Napoli Restaurant in Timog! I so love their pasta.. yum! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9VdKySUXI/AAAAAAAAAiw/fCNA1a-XqyA/s320/dinner.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grinning like a retard.. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;December 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Thursday) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met lots of new people at &lt;strong&gt;Lalola&lt;/strong&gt; set. Just a cameo role for Marky's wake episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9V7gffQWI/AAAAAAAAAi4/cp5EVAs5PYQ/s320/chil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;L-R: Boris, Anya, Misha and Zoey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9WIS_MNXI/AAAAAAAAAjA/-YiR3nf_u4M/s320/lalola.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;White ladies + 4 musketeers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-4466877432227028566?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/4466877432227028566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=4466877432227028566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4466877432227028566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4466877432227028566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/12/whats-left-of-my-november-and-days.html' title='What&apos;s left of my November and the days after'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SU9S19ch8iI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7Ut99vw-bW4/s72-c/suspect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-1897131931303802529</id><published>2008-11-05T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:43:29.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna kill my laptop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;This is so not happening. Now I'm really going crazy! My dad switched our laptop's OS to Linux or something. Ugh.. I don't even know what this is. All I know is that this really sucks.. and its pulling on my last nerve!! Grr.. I hate it! And now I'm using Mozilla Firefox.. so when I checked on my blog, its all over the place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grabe&lt;/span&gt;.. its a total mess. I dunno if I'm the only one viewing this like what I'm seeing it but I'm hoping this is just a special case...'coz if not, I'm gonna get really frustrated. And to make it worse, all the softwares I installed were *poof* - gone. Of course, the OS changed.. so we have to reinstall everything again. Even the YM's gone.. no more anything. Just some crappy programs I don't even dare to touch. So the way I see it, I'm betting I won't be able to upload pics anytime soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jologs&lt;/span&gt; nuh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Anyway, I'd just like to thank everyone who welcomed me back to blogging. I really appreciate it guys. I've been disconnected to this world for quite some time. And I thought most of you forgot about me already. So I was really surprised to see you all happy for my return. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Oh.. and about the axe commercial. It's no big deal actually. Like I said, there were like 30 of us running over Ramon so I'm pretty sure you won't even recognize me (and I hope you don't.. 'coz I looked like a retard). But thanks anyway. It was really hilarious and I'm happy I got to be part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Today I went to the dentist. The school dentist asked me to swear to fix my teeth before I come back to school for second semester. So there.. done deal. But it was really bad. The feeling, the taste, my achin' neck.. ugh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;I also had my nails done. :) It looks really funny. Too bad I can't share it with you guys. *sigh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Lastly, I just want everyone to know... I started dating again! Haha.. It's a big deal for me 'coz I don't go out that much. Especially after being so broken and all. So I'm really happy for myself. I'm not really sure where this is heading, but I just realized I went out with a really cool guy. A perfect gentleman. Were supposed to watch “Twilight” together. So yeah.. I'm thrilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-1897131931303802529?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/1897131931303802529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=1897131931303802529' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1897131931303802529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/1897131931303802529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanna-kill-my-laptop.html' title='I wanna kill my laptop!'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-2113044700057381844</id><published>2008-10-30T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:39:41.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Very exhausting week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Mahn.. I was totally drained over the past week. It didn't even leave me time to update this blog and I sincerely regret it. Now I'm left with tons of things to do and I guess today's the right time to do it. 'Coz something might suddenly come up and I won't have time again to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 20 - 21&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Monday &amp;amp; Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku Manahan asked me if I could model for an event in Manila Hotel. His good friend Denise de Chavez badly needed models for their booth on such a short notice. Luckily I din't have anything better to do so I agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm3oKTeC_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oTYFclCAwHU/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(L-R) Misha, Ms. Denise, Joyce :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm4ec4IoHI/AAAAAAAAAhA/l5HOdE1oeEM/s320/22.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 190px; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm4NC4Q3uI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ss_kBUUi8qI/s320/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Freyssinet girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;October 22&lt;/strong&gt; (Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thesis time again. We met up around 11am in Jollibee Vito Cruz to check the progress we made for tour thesis. Gawd, we badly need help. Our research hasn't taken shape yet.. and I'm starting to worry about the consequences. Our defense is up on December 9. I'm waiting for a miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am so excited to watch Twilight the movie. But I was also curious about the book so I decided to read it first before watching it. I'm so darn in love now with Edward Cullen! *blushes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm694_Q1fI/AAAAAAAAAhI/pcBwmfrwjII/s320/twi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope I'll finish reading this before Nov. 21!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 23 - 24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Thursday &amp;amp; Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught a really bad flu. I was terribly sick for two days. My body was really sore and I could barely get up from bed. I was praying that I'll feel better the day after because I already said 'yes' to my agent about the Axe gig. So I constantly watched the clock so I won't miss my medicine. I was so ill that I'd gag everytime I cough. My body was trembling and I lost my appetite. Thank God it became a little bearable by morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day shoot for the New Axe commercial. We wore a really short school girl outfit with plunging neckline. It was really funny because we were all conscious about our skirt. Our panties were really peeking everytime we move. But there were like 30 of us, so we kinda gave up on it. Thinking.. "The hell! they're all probably numb now from seeing a freakin' number of undies since this morning." And yeah.. "damn right were cute.. now choose your thong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmuqO8QVzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/o4M7_79S6js/s320/2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lovin' the schoolgirl outfit!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmuqO8QVzI/AAAAAAAAAgA/o4M7_79S6js/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmrlVEiciI/AAAAAAAAAfo/-Rs3xO5tJM0/s320/1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmsPtATffI/AAAAAAAAAfw/vq2Z_ZHQABw/s320/Image12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Feelin' my new uniform. 2. With my idol, Ramon Bautista!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmvy0lVvnI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kjwjRM6EsUI/s320/5-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty schoolgirls eh? With Chinggay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was pretty excited to post our pictures in my multiply account but my fever striked again late in the afternoon. So I rested early so I'll be able to work still the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived last in "Renaissance Hotel" because I felt really bad that morning. I was probably stressed during the first day because of the running and yelling we did for the shoot. My meds din't help either. I already took 2 Biogesics before leaving the house, but I still felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was gonna faint when I arrived at the location. Everyone thought I was plain "mataray" looking so no one really bothered to ask how I was. They probably thought I was just not in the mood to mingle that's why I wasn't talking. What they din't know was that I was actually extremely sick. I was fuming due to my fever. Gawd, I don't wanna remember the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmyzKpybgI/AAAAAAAAAgY/rR4yrXJZxew/s320/day2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Everybody loves chocolates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQmyh1Ne9iI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5gIcjw-eGEw/s320/day2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not feeling very well here.. Ang diin ng kapit ah! haha..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,204)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 29&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( Wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended our long- awaited batch reunion party. Five years.. yes, it was that long ago since we last saw and spoke to each other. Most of them didn't change that much since high school. Although most of the boyish- typed ones bloomed into ladies. Hehe! I am really glad. They finally outgrew that awkward stage.. just like I did. If only you could see us back then - chopped off hair and chunky backpacks - we were... um.. confused. Whether to look cute or tough. Haha! But I guess we could all blame our parents for enrolling us in an exclusive school for girls. Or at least in my case, its their fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm1EnYgGbI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BoPt0eAiHZ4/s320/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm1XJpGVKI/AAAAAAAAAgo/wQQ6K9ZUFAQ/s320/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tired and hungry.. with my Ototo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh and yeah.. if you notice, I dyed my hair. But its not the color I wanted so I hafta redo it sometime this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-2113044700057381844?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/2113044700057381844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=2113044700057381844' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2113044700057381844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/2113044700057381844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/10/very-exhausting-week.html' title='Very exhausting week'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SQm3oKTeC_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/oTYFclCAwHU/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-6832331830325869702</id><published>2008-10-16T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:12:26.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was all worth it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;I was really overwhelmed when our professor called out our movie as the best short narrative for our AVP class. "Pupul" she said, and I my eyes got blurry. I wanted to cry.. thinking, "God, it was all worth it". Everything we did really paid off. Not just because we won, but watching it myself made me proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our movie was entitled "Pupul", a kapampangan word that means "Ani" or harvest. It was basically about a single mother who wouldn't let his longing son to know his father. Anyway, I'll just post the trailer here once I get a copy of it. I'll also upload the pictures in my multiply account so you can view the behind-the-scene shots. Just check out for the link, I'll post it here as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPd4e6BezXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8_es6APSxR8/s320/pupulpostr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupul Unofficial Movie Poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPdmoXnJUQI/AAAAAAAAAew/KoZDML8svh0/s320/pupul2.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPd0SKdu33I/AAAAAAAAAe4/dvSdUYoPzCE/s320/pupul1.jpg" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy-bee: Me with my Director Nicolette Henson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad how everything turned out. At least despite of the difficulties we experienced while filming this, were ending the semester as winners. This is one of the biggest challenge I've ever faced in my entire college life, but I swear... I won't trade this experience for anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-6832331830325869702?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/6832331830325869702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=6832331830325869702' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/6832331830325869702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/6832331830325869702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-all-worth-it_16.html' title='It was all worth it'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPd4e6BezXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/8_es6APSxR8/s72-c/pupulpostr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5114018311069625823.post-4373891648886441517</id><published>2008-10-15T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:26:53.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here it Goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;Prologue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test mic.. 1, 2, 3.. Okay it's working. (Clears throat) Um.. so this is it huh? It's been like what? 7 months since I last blogged. ‘Coz some low life bitch deleted all my accounts. My two friendster accounts, two yahoo mails, my multiply site, and yeah... my blog. I really missed this a lot. I wanted to create a new blog long before, but I never had the chance to fix it. But I realized that the clock is ticking, and a lot of things already happened in my life. How I wish I had a blog to document everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Screw the Haters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know sooner or later my haters will find this again. And I’m not exactly sure if this is a good idea. But the hell with them, I’m gonna continue blogging anyway. It’s not like my life will stop just because some fugly bitch wants to screw my life. I pity them actually. They really want my attention. Like I said in my previous blog, I don’t give a damn if you don’t like what I’m doing. I’m happy with my life, and I’m not messing with someone else’s life just to be what I am right now. If you’ve got that much plenty of time to watch over what I’m doing, then maybe you could also find a way to fix your own life. It’s too pathetic. And believe me, I don’t hold grudges on anyone. I know who you people are, and I know how stupidly sick you are for masking yourselves as my friends. Oh well... I never imagined I have to repeat myself again. It’s too tiring to talk about this shit over and over. Get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;Number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the hardest part of rebirth. Should I adopt what I used to do or reinvent and start over? I wasted countless hours before trying to design and customize my previous blog. And it’s really sad to think its all down the drain. That’s why it took me this long to redo everything, because I dunno where to start. And as you can see.. the whole page is a mess. But hopefully I’ll have the time to do all these stuffs this summer. Just give me some time ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;WYSIWYG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;As is you can see.. this is my blog, MISHA’s blog. Meaning.. all you’ll ever see in this page is me, me, me. I din’t choose you to be here and read all of these, you did. So don’t complain if you’re getting too much of me. If you’ve got a problem, just click the ‘x’ button at the corner of your screen and kill yourself. Haha! Just kidding… but seriously, this is my own life and I’m just sharing it to the people who care to know about me. So don’t go commenting on my posts saying I’m too egoistic. If you don’t wanna know, then you wouldn’t wanna see this at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's Begin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So yeah… it’s official. Just come visit this page once in a while. And don’t forget to leave a few words… it won’t harm y’know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s200/xoxo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5114018311069625823-4373891648886441517?l=digital-misha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/feeds/4373891648886441517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5114018311069625823&amp;postID=4373891648886441517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4373891648886441517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5114018311069625823/posts/default/4373891648886441517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://digital-misha.blogspot.com/2008/10/here-it-goes.html' title='Here it Goes'/><author><name>Misha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12920340144742350916</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SVCpuWoiXiI/AAAAAAAAAjc/XDtUhtROe28/S220/CIMG0507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_srjM3OqMvcQ/SPYY65ZyhaI/AAAAAAAAAeg/N_AJjIhp03I/s72-c/xoxo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
