<?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-4474139735832899095</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:46:34.273-08:00</updated><category term='LKG bldg.'/><category term='oscars'/><category term='sad'/><category term='church'/><category term='food'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='oscars 2009'/><category term='rants'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='francis magallona'/><category term='random things'/><category term='francis m'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Pieces of Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-6488857194585486520</id><published>2009-03-04T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:56:26.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Learning</title><content type='html'>I realized that I learn faster and better when I study something by myself rather than have someone tell me what to step-by-step. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-6488857194585486520?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/6488857194585486520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/learning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6488857194585486520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6488857194585486520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/learning.html' title='Learning'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-137532096968091799</id><published>2009-03-04T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:42:45.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>To watch...&lt;br /&gt;Or not to watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Changed My Life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-137532096968091799?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/137532096968091799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/dilemma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/137532096968091799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/137532096968091799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' 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type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/turon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5244499146282531635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5244499146282531635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/turon.html' title='Turon'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-8933469766243226805</id><published>2009-03-02T22:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T22:43:08.905-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Missing him</title><content type='html'>Last night, while I was half-asleep, my husband told me he missed me after a day of him being at home (yesterday was his day-off) and me in the office. I'm not sure what I said in response or if I responded at all. I was too tired last night I fell asleep right away. Now, I feel sad, guilty, and missing him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-8933469766243226805?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/8933469766243226805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/8933469766243226805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/8933469766243226805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-him.html' title='Missing him'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-3734062410022938304</id><published>2009-03-01T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:17:25.363-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics'/><title type='text'>Say what you need to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;- John Mayer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-3734062410022938304?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-7607445276192357020</id><published>2009-03-01T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:03:22.287-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>A Hell Of A Monday</title><content type='html'>Traffic in NLEX&lt;br /&gt;Traffic in EDSA&lt;br /&gt;The ever-crowded MRT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result: I was late! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-7607445276192357020?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-8881514677942830150</id><published>2009-02-25T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T01:37:01.683-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>It's been a whole day of nothing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-8881514677942830150?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/8881514677942830150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-whole-day-of-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/8881514677942830150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/8881514677942830150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-whole-day-of-nothing.html' title='It&apos;s been a whole day of nothing.'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-2725626660269858108</id><published>2009-02-24T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:45:42.258-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>I am 29 weeks pregnant. My baby's been moving around my tummy as if there's a playground inside. And I'm liking it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-2725626660269858108?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/2725626660269858108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/2725626660269858108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/2725626660269858108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-5473182148119682891</id><published>2009-02-24T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:45:02.388-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can feel my throat drying up. I need coffee - no! I can't have coffee, it's bawal. A hot choco will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-5473182148119682891?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/5473182148119682891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-feel-my-throat-drying-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5473182148119682891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5473182148119682891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-feel-my-throat-drying-up.html' title=''/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-375964572352168911</id><published>2009-02-24T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T20:44:30.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>I hope...</title><content type='html'>that this day is not just another boring day in the office. ;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-375964572352168911?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/375964572352168911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/375964572352168911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/375964572352168911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope.html' title='I hope...'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-4237357773131083314</id><published>2009-02-23T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:59:03.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random things'/><title type='text'>The 45 lessons life taught me, by Regina Brett</title><content type='html'>1.Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.&lt;br /&gt;4. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement, starting with your first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past, so it won’t screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don’t compare your life to others’. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.&lt;br /&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don’t worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion. Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness, but you.&lt;br /&gt;26.Frame every so-called disaster with these words: ‘In five years, will this matter?&lt;br /&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time time.&lt;br /&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;32. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.&lt;br /&gt;35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;44. Yield.&lt;br /&gt;45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;via &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://thresca.tumblr.com/post/68518986"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thresca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-4237357773131083314?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/4237357773131083314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/45-lessons-life-taught-me-by-regina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/4237357773131083314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/4237357773131083314'/><link 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-524873297938137122?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/524873297938137122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-i-dont-wanna-go-in-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/524873297938137122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/524873297938137122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-i-dont-wanna-go-in-bed.html' title='And I don&apos;t wanna go in bed...'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-5575921975367080405</id><published>2009-02-23T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:46:49.134-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>I like reading other people's blogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It's like reading a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-5575921975367080405?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-6292773594252799786</id><published>2009-02-23T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:46:00.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song lyrics'/><title type='text'>my life would suck without you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;- Kelly Clarkson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-6292773594252799786?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/6292773594252799786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-would-suck-without-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6292773594252799786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6292773594252799786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-would-suck-without-you.html' title='my life would suck without you'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' 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Who's gonna win? What film will hoard the golden man? Since I'm at work right now, I cannot watch the live telecast of the awards show. So I'm just relying on the net. So far, &lt;em&gt;Pelenope Cruz&lt;/em&gt; has bagged the Best Supporting Actress award. &lt;em&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/em&gt; have both won 2 awards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, the most-awaited awards are Best Actor, Best Actress, and Best Picture. Now who's my bet? Hhmmm... For the Best Actor award, I will have to say it's &lt;em&gt;Sean Penn&lt;/em&gt;, although I haven't watched &lt;em&gt;Milk&lt;/em&gt; and although I'm in love with &lt;em&gt;Brad Pitt&lt;/em&gt;. ;p Then, for the Best Actress, I'll go for &lt;em&gt;Meryl Streep&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Kate Winslet&lt;/em&gt;. My Best Picture will have to be &lt;em&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/em&gt;. I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Any bets???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-5905629070601975964?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/5905629070601975964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscars-craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5905629070601975964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5905629070601975964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscars-craze.html' title='Oscars Craze'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-5512588602251504407</id><published>2009-02-22T01:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:09:18.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Our Wedding Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SaEV2sqpQfI/AAAAAAAAABA/JAB15QuNA48/s1600-h/DSC_0001_082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SaEV2sqpQfI/AAAAAAAAABA/JAB15QuNA48/s320/DSC_0001_082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305545865466298866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Beautiful, isn't it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-5512588602251504407?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/5512588602251504407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-wedding-church.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5512588602251504407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/5512588602251504407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-wedding-church.html' title='Our Wedding Church'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SaEV2sqpQfI/AAAAAAAAABA/JAB15QuNA48/s72-c/DSC_0001_082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-6709512358608121952</id><published>2009-02-19T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:46:33.149-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Aristotle said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got this from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://littlemiss.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;littlemiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;“Maybe crying is a means of cleaning yourself out emotionally. Or maybe it’s your communication of last resort; the only way to express yourself when words fail the same as when you were a baby and had no words.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Aristotle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-6709512358608121952?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://littlemiss.tumblr.com/page/3' title='Aristotle said...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/6709512358608121952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/aristotle-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6709512358608121952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/6709512358608121952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/aristotle-said.html' title='Aristotle said...'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4474139735832899095.post-7129763059243357505</id><published>2009-02-19T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:17:01.092-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random things'/><title type='text'>25 Random Things About Me</title><content type='html'>1. I so love to eat!!! my comfort foods are ice cream and&lt;br /&gt;chocolates. who can resist chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;2. I am very interested now in baking. Good thing one of our ninangs&lt;br /&gt;in our wedding gifted us with an electric oven. I haven't tried it&lt;br /&gt;out yet. I'm still gathering recipes and I'm very excited to bake. I&lt;br /&gt;want to start with cookies.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love music. I can't remember a day in my life when I wasn't&lt;br /&gt;listening to or singing with it. My type of music has expanded as I&lt;br /&gt;grew older. I can appreciate rock music now as compared to before. I&lt;br /&gt;was influenced by my husband - he's a rocker.&lt;br /&gt;4. I work as an IT professional. Yup, I am a programmer. I graduated&lt;br /&gt;with a degree in BS Computer Engineering.&lt;br /&gt;5. My first job was not IT-related. I worked as an assistant in a&lt;br /&gt;manufacturing company for almost 5 years before I shifted to my&lt;br /&gt;"real career".&lt;br /&gt;6. If I wasn't in IT, here are the careers that I would consider&lt;br /&gt;being in: wedding planning, interior design, fashion design/styling,&lt;br /&gt;baking, music (band vocalist).&lt;br /&gt;7. Since I love food, I also enjoy cooking.&lt;br /&gt;8. I used to play badminton and actually believed that I was good at&lt;br /&gt;it. I haven't played for 2 years already and I miss playing!&lt;br /&gt;9. As of this moment, I am 7 weeks and 1 day pregnant with my first&lt;br /&gt;baby. My husband and I are having a baby girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;10. I have a daschund named Vienna. And I love her so much!&lt;br /&gt;11. I love blogging.&lt;br /&gt;12. I like food that has cheese.&lt;br /&gt;13. Before, the only vegetable I ate was squash. But since I got&lt;br /&gt;pregnant, I try to eat as much veggies as I can like kangkong,&lt;br /&gt;sayote, repolyo. Just don't make me eat ampalaya and okra, I won't&lt;br /&gt;take them.&lt;br /&gt;14. Red is my favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;15. I have not been to Boracay and it's okay because I'm not really&lt;br /&gt;a beach person.&lt;br /&gt;16. I can sing the videoke the whole day and not get tired.&lt;br /&gt;17. I have a talent of remembering the lyrics of a song the first&lt;br /&gt;time I hear it.&lt;br /&gt;18. I am a very emotional person but I try to hide that side of&lt;br /&gt;myself because I don't want people to think that I'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;19. I like watching Grey's Anatomy, Gossip Girl, and The Hills.&lt;br /&gt;20. I have a lot of nicknames: relatives from my dad's side call me&lt;br /&gt;'amay', relatives from my mom's side call me 'pipoy', friends from&lt;br /&gt;high school and college call me 'wengke/ese'.&lt;br /&gt;21. I can't leave the house without putting powder on and eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;22. I need to have rice for breakfast. I have bigger appetite in the&lt;br /&gt;morning.&lt;br /&gt;23. I eat ripe mangoes but not green mangoes.&lt;br /&gt;24. I'm not a condiments person. I don't like patis, suka, toyo,&lt;br /&gt;ketchup, mayonnaise in my food. I like gravy and pepper, though.&lt;br /&gt;25. I have watched the movie 'My Best Friend's Wedding' at least 10&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4474139735832899095-7129763059243357505?l=wengke.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/feeds/7129763059243357505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/7129763059243357505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4474139735832899095/posts/default/7129763059243357505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wengke.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things-about-me.html' title='25 Random Things About Me'/><author><name>ApRiL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00858322414668940384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='15' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cwQj-mX055o/SZ0rMsu6irI/AAAAAAAAAAU/iFRRTKgYxsw/s1600-R/pregnant_from%2520mod_website.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
