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the life of a simple lady with a big heart... come and take a peek...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-440641289599253890</id><published>2012-01-26T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T09:19:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bieber, Mana and Cudi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Good News!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Ticketamerica.com has concert tickets for justin bieber and the spanish group mana as well as the hottest rapper kid cudi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1; color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticketamerica.com/justin_bieber_tickets.html"&gt;justin bieber tickets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticketamerica.com/mana_tickets.html"&gt;mana tickets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ticketamerica.com/kid_cudi_tickets.html"&gt;kid cudi tickets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f1f1f1;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #797979; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #f3f4ee;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Palatino, Georgia, Baskerville, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This blog is a personal blog written and edited by the owner.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Palatino, Georgia, Baskerville, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Palatino, Georgia, Baskerville, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The owner of this blog is compensated to provide opinion on products, services, websites and various other topics. 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Cudi'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8316219248542387463</id><published>2012-01-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T21:36:56.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life to Her Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifetoheryears.com/post/14115076342/201-when-the-question-is-hey-dad-the-answer#.TxwQydwkq7I.blogger"&gt;Life to Her Years&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8316219248542387463?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7610943043917491458</id><published>2012-01-04T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T21:20:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Per Post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #84b320; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;an euphonious is for life, not just xmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7610943043917491458?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7610943043917491458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7610943043917491458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7610943043917491458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7610943043917491458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2012/01/pay-per-post.html' title='Pay Per Post!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-848426953574139777</id><published>2012-01-04T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:23:37.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Two - Zero - One - Two</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! It's 2012...the year that the world would end, or so the Mayans say. &amp;nbsp;Do you believe that the world would end this year, December 21, 2012 to be exact? &amp;nbsp;I don't actually believe in that prophecy. &amp;nbsp;I have my faith intact and only God can decide when the world would end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if it is true, how would you live your life knowing that come December 22, you will no longer see the light of day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year! Let's all enjoy this year, shall we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-848426953574139777?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/848426953574139777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=848426953574139777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/848426953574139777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/848426953574139777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2012/01/two-zero-one-two.html' title='Two - Zero - One - Two'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3956633367396631218</id><published>2011-07-28T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:13:04.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>pouring my heart out</title><content type='html'>when i was younger, i used to keep a journal. &amp;nbsp;almost everyday i'd write anything significant that happened to me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss writing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i am pissed off, i'd write everything until my head cools down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i am sad, i'd write each and every hurtful detail i could remember, cry my heart out and feel a bit better afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i am happy, i'd write so fast just to get all information saved in that precious notebook of memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;writing has been a therapy and a refuge during my teen days. &amp;nbsp;it helped me keep my sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss those days when i can write anything i want and never get criticized for it -- because no one would actually see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss writing...i'm gonna buy myself a really nice notebook and a nice pen. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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out'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2474509621443350704</id><published>2011-07-05T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T21:09:57.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>motivation...where art thou?</title><content type='html'>i need to find my source of &amp;nbsp;motivation...i need to find something to keep me going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2474509621443350704?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7415434372195458452</id><published>2011-07-04T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:37:57.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>The Harry Potter fever is starting to get on to me...again! 2 weeks to go until the screening day of the last movie in the series. &amp;nbsp;Harry Potter has been a part of my growing up years. &amp;nbsp;I can still remember the days I spent reading all the books in the series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost missed the 12mn New Year fireworks because I was engrossed reading the 1st to 3rd book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the 4th book while studying for the final exams during college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I printed a "leaked" copy of the 5th book, and took it to a photocopy center near our school to have it "hard-bound". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took an early break from work when the 6th book was released just to make sure I am able to get a copy on the 1st day, read thru the night and cried my eyes and heart out when Dumbledore died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reserved a copy of the 7th book and read it in about 3-4 days because I wanted to find out how Voldemort would die (oh, yes I'm pretty sure he is the one who dies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched all the movies, most of which during the 1st screening day. &amp;nbsp;I bought a lot of Harry Potter stuffs. &amp;nbsp;A lot of which I never got the chance to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the book series has ended and the final movie will be out in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a part of me is yelling, "Grow up and move on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter was a part and will always be a part of my younger years. &amp;nbsp;And this is something that I deem worth sharing to my daughter and other kids to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter...the Boy who Lived...see you on July 14!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7415434372195458452?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7415434372195458452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7415434372195458452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7415434372195458452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7415434372195458452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6739542112539332499</id><published>2011-02-15T10:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:48:50.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross-posting'/><title type='text'>Disabled!</title><content type='html'>Cross-posting disabled! hahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6739542112539332499?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2687606562095585164</id><published>2010-12-10T08:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T08:45:47.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HR'/><title type='text'>missing my HR life...</title><content type='html'>it's the season for parties again...i terribly miss organizing christmas parties, yearend parties, raffles, exchange gifts, searching for venues...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as much as i don't want to admit it, i miss my HR life... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as i've posted in my facebook page: my inner HR is calling me once again...is this a sign? a sign that i should go back to being an HR person, which i think, i'm destined to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2687606562095585164?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2687606562095585164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2687606562095585164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2687606562095585164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2687606562095585164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-my-hr-life.html' title='missing my HR life...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7176654456842923697</id><published>2010-11-23T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T11:07:21.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13 years'/><title type='text'>Lucky 13!</title><content type='html'>It's been 13 years...13 years since we became a couple.  And 2 years since we got married.  Can things get any better??? hell yeah! i'm quite sure of it :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7176654456842923697?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7176654456842923697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7176654456842923697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7176654456842923697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7176654456842923697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2010/11/lucky-13.html' title='Lucky 13!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2363486425944215050</id><published>2010-08-15T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T19:31:06.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uy, ang taba mo ngayon!!</title><content type='html'>feeling hopeless and depressed...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been almost a year since i gave birth to our precious baby and until now i haven't shed off the extra weight i gained. i am seriously feeling depressed about it.  to make things worse, people are not so sensitive/accepting about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;minsan napapaisip ako, bakit ba ang daming nakikialam pag tumaba or pumayat ang isang tao? is this a filipino thing? when we see someone after not seeing them for a long time,  more often than not, ang bati natin is, "uy, pumayat ka!", or "uy, ang taba mo ngayon!". isn't that a bit insensitive? what if the person was suffering from an illness which made her lose weight fast? or what if the person as already feeling depressed about being mataba?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i admint, i was one of those people. until i have realized that it is so not worth it. can we not think of anything better to say? if you think a person is fat, or gained weight, chances are, he/she already knows about it. and you need not rub it in her face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and why do you care so much if a person is fat or thin? we have our own lives to live and own body to take charge of. other people's body should be least of our worries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, filipinos should realize the damage it may cause.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for me, if i hear someone tell me i am mataba, i think a could appreciate more if they just slapped me in the face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2363486425944215050?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2363486425944215050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2363486425944215050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2363486425944215050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2363486425944215050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2010/08/feeling-hopeless-and-depressed.html' title='uy, ang taba mo ngayon!!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6502277447272650126</id><published>2010-07-06T18:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:40:24.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and exhausted</title><content type='html'>i am exhausted...so many things to do, so many things to plan, so many things to think about.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have not been feeling my best these past few days.  i feel so down about a lot of things. about work and career, about life and relationships in general, about financial difficulties, and a whole lot more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am hoping to feel better these coming days. thank God my baby kelly is there to always make me smile. she is just the most adorable baby in this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6502277447272650126?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6502277447272650126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6502277447272650126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6502277447272650126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6502277447272650126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2010/07/tired-and-exhausted.html' title='tired and exhausted'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7394347547705562121</id><published>2010-06-29T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:05:43.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss blogging</title><content type='html'>i miss blogging so much! ever since baby kelly came, and with the new position i took, i haven't found the time to blog.  i so miss this blog.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want to revive this blog. especially now that i have lots of things that i could blog about. i am hopeful that i will be more "active" in the blogging world in the days to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7394347547705562121?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7394347547705562121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7394347547705562121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7394347547705562121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7394347547705562121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-blogging.html' title='i miss blogging'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-795844976801621540</id><published>2009-11-23T13:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T14:17:04.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika Mikaela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennyvee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 19: My Birthing Experience (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>When we reached the hospital, my cousin dropped us off at the main entrance and will just meet us inside. Meanwhile, hubby and I were figuring out were to go since we didn’t have time to explore the birthing center of the hospital during our visits.        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;When we reached Genesis, the birthing center, my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; was already there dressed in her scrub suit and the nurses were already waiting for me. When my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; saw me, she asked me to proceed inside for the preparation. Meanwhile, hubby was tasked to arrange my admitting papers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Inside the room, I was prepped. The nurses asked me to change into a hospital gown and then they asked me to lie down. At this point, I was already thinking to myself, “This is it!” In a few hours time, I will be seeing my baby.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I waited for the nurses to do their “thing”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was then hooked on an IV (my first time, and it hurts!!). One of the nurses was conducting an interview on me. She asked me about my medical history, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then another nurse came and shaved me “down there”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The anesthesiologist was also there and she explained to me how the anesthesia will be administered and what I could possibly feel. I could get tingly all over, I could have difficulty in breathing, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just nodded and said ok. I couldn’t really digest what she was saying. =)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then my husband came inside and was asked to change into a scrub suit. He was asked to stay there until he was called inside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t have an exchange of words, no words of encouragement. We just stared at each other, and instantly I knew everything’s going to be alright.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then it was time to go.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The nurse wheeled me inside the operating room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was imagining the room to be creepy. But when I got inside, it was actually ok.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was not at all creepy. There was music inside (RNB, mind you). And the atmosphere was rather welcoming. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Then I was transferred to the operating room table. The anesthesiologist came and administered the anesthesia. The first shot was rather painful but with the second shot, I didn’t feel a thing. Within seconds, my lower body went numb.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I realized that the time has come. One by one, the doctors came inside and then I saw my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They started to “cut me up”. And then I heard my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; tell the nurses, “Tawagin nyo na si&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swog4uPO9II/AAAAAAAAANg/BsEoPKWPRSw/s1600/DSC01724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swog4uPO9II/AAAAAAAAANg/BsEoPKWPRSw/s200/DSC01724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407170461468390530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jake, yung husband. OK na ko”.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember her telling the nurses that statement 3 times.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I then saw my husband come inside with the camera around his neck.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We again stared at each other. And he started taking pictures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It all came so fast. The next thing I knew, my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; was showing me our precious baby. She came out at exactly 5:45PM. And according to my hubby, it was as if the whole operating room stood still. Everyone was asking, “Baby out na?” and they gathered around the table to see.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Everything went well. Hubby kissed my forehead and the anesthesiologist congratulated me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hubby then was asked to take pictures of baby while she was being cleaned.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once clean, they showed me our baby and the anesthesiologist gladly took our first family picture.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swohzk-SYQI/AAAAAAAAANo/dT_NV9A5Lv0/s1600/DSC01744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swohzk-SYQI/AAAAAAAAANo/dT_NV9A5Lv0/s200/DSC01744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407171472593674498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;By this time I was already feeling tired and the anesthesiologist asked me if I wanted to sleep already and I said yes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She administered the drug that would make me fall asleep. And I guess that was the time when the doctors started to stitch me up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I woke up a few hours later and I can hear the doctors talking about tennis, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; approached me and told me, “Jen wag ka muna magsasalita ha”. I just nodded my head. And then the doctors left. The nurses left inside transferred me to another bed and I was wheeled inside the recovery room. I looked at the clock and it showed 7:15 PM. I was inside the operating room for about 2 hours. And I have to stay inside the recovery room for another 2 hours. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;After a few minutes, hubby came inside the room and he kissed me again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Since I can’t talk, he did all of the talking. I can’t remember the things he told me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All that mattered to me was that my baby is ok. I was ok. And my hubby is with me.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Hubby then went out since my mom and papa wanted to see me also.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My mom came first and asked me if I was ok. I told her yes. My father came second and he kissed my forehead and the first thing he told me was, “ang cute nya”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Hubby came in again bringing with him my cousin’s celfone and he showed me photos of our newborn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The digicam’s battery was already drained by this time. He stayed with me until I was cleared to go to my room.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It was already past 10 PM when I was finally allowed to go up to my room. At that point, I was already exhausted and I wanted to rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was then brought to my room on the 10&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; floor, Room 1007.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;When I entered, my mother and father were waiting for me. And they kept asking me if I was ok and I just nodded yes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then the phone rang and it was the Huggery nurse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She will be bringing our baby up for me to breastfeed. Yey! This will be the first time I will see her after our short encounter in the operating room! Too bad Ate Mhel and Aira were no longer there to see her.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;While waiting for our baby, our first visitors came.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some of my former colleagues came in to visit me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Li-anne, Jacy, Kris, Arianne and Excel were there to visit and greet me. Though I was not allowed to talk, I can’t help but answer their questions. Ang kulit kong pasyente! And then when they left, my mother and father decided too to call it a day and headed home. My husband and I were left in the hospital room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I knew he was also tired and hungry. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwoizRetvnI/AAAAAAAAANw/dLYYRvzfZr0/s1600/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwoizRetvnI/AAAAAAAAANw/dLYYRvzfZr0/s200/DSC01800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172566872604274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I insisted that he already eat the dinner bought by my parents for him but he didn’t want to since he felt guilty about me not being able to eat yet. I told him it’s ok. I was already feeling sleepy by that time. I think I fell asleep after a few minutes. I keep waking up because I felt uncomfortable. The effect of the anesthesia was already wearing off. I can feel the pain of my stitches, my body is itchy all over, and I felt too hot. I kept asking Jake to adjust the temperature and make it higher since it was too hot. And also, the nurse kept creeping inside the room to check on me. Quite irritating actually, but impressive also. They really do check on their patients. =) Apparently, he was already freezing cold!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I also kept asking him to wet my lips with cold water because I was really too thirsty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;September 25, I woke up early still groggy from the effects of the anesthesia. This time the effect has totally worn off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can really feel the pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn’t move freely either since I was still on IV.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again, the nurse kept on checking on me from time to time to administer the medicines prescribed by the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swoj7S9UuUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iypu9PPGV70/s1600/DSC01854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swoj7S9UuUI/AAAAAAAAAN4/iypu9PPGV70/s200/DSC01854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173804220004674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning Mama Tess came in early to visit me and also to help Jake in looking out for me since Jake will be processing the needed Philhealth documents for my discharge the following day.  We were also visited by my in-laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; also visited me and she even “forced” me to stand up. It was soooo painful! But I had to endure it. I had to be a good patient. When I stood up, my feet and legs felt weak. I was afraid I would fall over. But hubby was there to support and assist me. I wouldn't know what to do without him!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;That night, a lot of people came in to visit me. Mean and Lala from Ericsson, Mau and Effer from MGS, Ate Vive, Ate Mhel, Yna,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwolwqTFlnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IezlELLBbt0/s1600/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwolwqTFlnI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IezlELLBbt0/s200/DSC01855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175820529997426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nicole, Aira and Ate Ing, Ate Judy and Kuya Eric, PingPongPang friends (Nestor, Marbon, Arthur, Lea, Chevy).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My room was literally full of people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwonxlsP7MI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jw1n_Ik-F3A/s1600/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwonxlsP7MI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jw1n_Ik-F3A/s200/DSC01874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407178035496479938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so heartwarming to have these people come and visit us.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;After that tiring day, Jake and I fell soundly asleep. I can barely feel/hear the nurse creeping in! Hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;September 26, it was a stormy morning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rain was pouring in so hard.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was traffic jam everywhere and waters were starting to rise up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was discharged at 11am but we were allowed to stay until late afternoon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rain kept pouring.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Little did we know that this typhoon (Ondoy), will be one of the few typhoons who will cause so much damage to the country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was still thankful because my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; was able to see me that day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;According to her, a lot of doctors weren’t able to come because of the rain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwoosFxdqkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vmgx1svXAsI/s1600/DSC01911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SwoosFxdqkI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/vmgx1svXAsI/s200/DSC01911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407179040540699202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;All of the nurses who took care of me and baby kept asking us if we really are going home already.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of the nurses decided to stay in the hospital since they couldn’t get home because of the heavy rain and flood.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even my pediatrician was not able to check on our baby because of the flood.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;We left the hospital at around 6:00 PM. We didn’t avail of the Pre-discharge Dinner for 2 included in the hospital freebies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a blessing that we were able to go home safe and sound.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our baby is such a blessing to us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;This is the end of my hospital experience.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But my journey as a mom has just started.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s still a lot to learn. But for now, I just want to cherish every moment I have with my baby. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-795844976801621540?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/795844976801621540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=795844976801621540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/795844976801621540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/795844976801621540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mommy-entry-19-my-birthing.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 19: My Birthing Experience (Part 2)'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Swog4uPO9II/AAAAAAAAANg/BsEoPKWPRSw/s72-c/DSC01724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4203271819388719777</id><published>2009-11-23T13:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T13:33:30.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika Mikaela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennyvee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian Hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 18: My Birthing Experience (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s been 2 months since I gave birth to our precious little princess Jenika Mikayla.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And until now, I can still vividly recall that most unforgettable day. I want to share with you the story of the last few weeks of my pregnancy and of course, the D-Day itself.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Week 35 (September 5 – September 11)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was on my 35&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; week and things haven’t been easy for me. I was having a hard time sleeping at night. I can barely walk because of the heavy weight I am carrying around, and I can’t seem to find a position which could ease the pain and discomfort I am feeling. I was already praying that days would pass by faster than usual. I was already feeling uneasy.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 36 (September 12 – September 18)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On my 36&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; week, my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; then decided that I will be having a weekly checkup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so excited because I knew that the big day is fast approaching.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I took several days off from work this week because I couldn’t function well because of the discomfort and heaviness in my stomach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I decided to have my maternity leave form signed by our manager.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have decided to take my leave starting September 28, though my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; wanted me to take my leave on my 38&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; week. Gusto kasi nya masulit ko daw ang leave ko.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 37 (September 19 – September 26) - And baby is now full-term! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;September 22, I had my checkup and my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; did an Internal Exam on me for the first time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Having read how painful it is, I already braced myself for the incoming pain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it never came. Maybe I was expecting that the pain would be excruciating and because of that, the pain I felt wasn’t too much for me to handle. It was actually bearable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When she did the IE, it was found out that I was already 1-2cms dilated and my cervix was already thin (dilated and effaced).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She then decided that I should already take my leave since labor could already start anytime.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She asked me to come back to her clinic after 2 days.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband, Jake and I then decided to stay at my cousin’s place (Ate Mhel) since her house is nearer the hospital and she can readily bring me to the hospital should the time to give birth eventually come.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 23, I was waiting the whole day for any signs of labor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so bored waiting for the moment to come. I just wanted to get this pregnancy over and done with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But my waiting was in vain.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Labor didn’t come and my body was aching more than before.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24, I was already 37 weeks and 5 days. Hubby and cousin accompanied me to the hospital for another checkup.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I was actually praying that the dilatation of my cervix progressed already and I was hoping to be admitted that same day! I don’t know if that was a wise wish but nevertheless, I wished for it, and I think hubby did too. We were both too tired of waiting for our baby to come out.&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hospital at around 10:30 AM. Of course as usual, my &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; wasn’t there yet. So we waited for a few minutes (or should I say hours?). When the doctor came, I was already eager to be checked by her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then my name was already called.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My cousin stayed in the waiting area while hubby and I went inside the clinic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She asked me to lie down and she will again do another Internal Exam.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;While she was doing the IE, I was searching her face for clues – am I in labor already? Or is there no progress yet? &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when she told me, “Hindi ako masaya”. We asked her why. She told me that the dilatation already progressed, about 3-4cms already, but she cannot feel my baby’s head. At that point, I started to get scared.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t like the sound of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We asked her what could be the reason for that. And she right away told us that possibly baby’s head can’t fit in my pelvic bone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She gave us a 70%-30% chance of delivering via Caesarian Section.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then I felt as if the world became gloomy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was torn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wanted so much to give birth via Normal Delivery (since it was less expensive and the recovery time is shorter).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But at the same time, I don’t want anything to happen to my baby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another dilemma is where to give birth? Giving birth via CS in the hospital we preferred was really expensive. And I honestly didn’t know if the money we have would be enough for my delivery.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I wanted so much to give birth there because I feel like I’m more safe and secure.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Should I give birth in that hospital where I feel secure but will incur more expenses? Or should I give birth to a cheaper hospital where I don’t feel safe? My hubby did the deciding for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He told me that I will be giving birth in the more expensive hospital since he didn’t want to risk anything especially our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He assured me that everything will be ok. Though at the back of my mind, I was still having second thoughts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I trusted my hubby and Him. I know He will provide.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we told the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;OB&lt;/st1:place&gt; that we will be giving birth in that hospital and she gave us just a few minutes to prepare.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She told us that the hospital charges additional 100% if the operation was done after 5:00PM.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Actually it was barely a few minutes. Since I had to undergo an X-ray pelvimetry to check if the baby’s head really is too big for my pelvic bone.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The result of the X-ray was positive. Baby’s head was indeed bigger. And she wouldn’t fit in my pelvic bone. It was already 3:30PM. I can’t help thinking that in a few hours, I’m going to be a mommy. And hubby’s going to be a daddy. I was just so elated.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first fetched my niece Aira from school, then went back to my cousin’s place since they still have to take their lunch and I have to take another bath and we also have to fix our things and of course get the camera.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And if I may add, I was no longer allowed to eat or drink! Imagine! I was so thirsty and starving!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left our cousin’s place at around 4:15 PM. Aira came along with us. It was now a race against time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t have much time left to think about what would happen when 5:00 PM strikes. But I think it helped since I didn’t feel nervous or scared. I just wanted to get to the hospital on time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4203271819388719777?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4203271819388719777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4203271819388719777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4203271819388719777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4203271819388719777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-mommy-entry-18-my-birthing.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 18: My Birthing Experience (Part 1)'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8464277893390947596</id><published>2009-09-23T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:58:46.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 37'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 37: &lt;/b&gt; And we're ready for take off!&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 37:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f9.png" /&gt;fetus in ninth month&lt;/span&gt; It’s the calm before the storm. Changes in your baby's weight have leveled off with only a few ounces of fat added this week. At this point your baby should weigh in at around 7 lbs and 20 inches (with boys somewhat heavier and longer than girls). Happily, as far as internal organs go, they are now developed enough to function in the outside world although the oh-so-important immune system is still developing and will continue to do so after birth. With a large boost of antibodies provided by breast milk when nursing begins. Fighting infection and staying healthy should be well within their physical capacity when your little fighter is born.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: left;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1253691904602&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D37%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=1264254851.1253691905&amp;amp;ga_sid=1253691905&amp;amp;ga_hid=1603673560&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek37&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1253691902&amp;amp;dt=1253691904603&amp;amp;biw=1250&amp;amp;bih=577&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=3&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_h=800&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=740&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_nplug=6&amp;amp;u_nmime=38&amp;amp;flash=10.0.32"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Your health care provider will assess the likelihood of where you are relative to your upcoming birthing process—seeing as you’ve now arrived at that waiting phase that could turn into labor at any time. Various charming indicators such as loose stools, expelling your mucus plus (along with the bloody &lt;span class="quote"&gt;only 4-5% of women actual deliver on their predicted due date. What’s more if this is your first pregnancy, you can expect to be anywhere from two days to two weeks late&lt;/span&gt; show – see &lt;a href="http://pregnancy.baby-gaga.com/calendar/week35"&gt;week 35&lt;/a&gt;), a dilated cervix and increased Braxton-Hicks contractions are all signs that labor is only a few days away. The infamous water breaking may or may not be your first true indicator that labor has commenced. However, water breaks for only 15% of mothers and despite what Hollywood would have us believe, is more frequently just a slow leak rather than a large gush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be patient: if labor doesn’t start this week, or even next, keep in mind that only 4-5% of women actual deliver on their predicted due date. What’s more if this is your first pregnancy, you can expect to be anywhere from two days to two weeks late. You can distract yourself by keeping track of fetal movements, mostly to reassure yourself that all is well with your little miracle. In the off chance that movements do start to decrease substantially, try not to freak out and instead, call your doctor of midwife and discuss it with them.&lt;/p&gt;If you still haven’t decided whether to breastfeed or not, here’s a good reason: some experts estimate that mothers excrete between 400-700 calories a day while breastfeeding, and to compensate, you should be eating roughly 500 extra calories a day (mmm that’s like one spoonful of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; We went to my OB for checkup yesterday and she said that I'm already 1-2cm dilated. yippee!! a lot of changes are going through right now and i just can't wait to bring this baby into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now on leave from work as per my OB's advise.  I just hope I'd get to see my baby before the month ends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8464277893390947596?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8464277893390947596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8464277893390947596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8464277893390947596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8464277893390947596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mommy-entry-17.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 17'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7005689817462324836</id><published>2009-09-14T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T13:17:52.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 36'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 36: &lt;/b&gt; Wee fingers o' steel&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f9.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 36:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The countdown continues… and in fetal developments: most of the bones (soft skull aside) in their little body are now completely hardened, providing a solid structure from which they can now make their grand debut into the world. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we are structurally ready for a secure launch. In physical fitness news: their muscle tone has also improved over these past few weeks, and you’ll definitely be impressed by their steel-like Ulnar grasp (a newborn reflex that occurs if you lay your finger in their palm). And in genital development: if you’re having a girl, her labia are now fully developed. Finally, in the fluids/excretion department: the amniotic fluid-to-baby ratio has fallen over these past weeks, although they’re still swallowing fluid (building up even more meconium for that historic first poop), and some vernix caseosa. They will be more than ready to swallow and digest milk after birth. Just in case you didn’t get it quite yet: you’ve got yourself an adorable and hungry 6.5 lbs 20 inch baby—are you ready? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: right;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1252905225514&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D36%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=1652692975.1252905226&amp;amp;ga_sid=1252905226&amp;amp;ga_hid=2112755953&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek36&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1252905224&amp;amp;dt=1252905225515&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=2&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_nplug=6&amp;amp;u_nmime=38&amp;amp;flash=10.0.32"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; If you haven’t done so already, you’re going to need to take the time to do some baby-proofing. We know you don’t have loads of energy right now, but waiting until your little crawler is getting into the Drain-o or sticking their finger in a light socket just isn’t the safest strategy. There are plenty &lt;span class="quote"&gt;waiting until your little crawler is getting into the Drain-o or sticking their finger in a light socket just isn’t the safest strategy&lt;/span&gt; articles and check lists to assist you in making sure your home is a safe place for your new explorer (check out sites like: &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?link_code=ur2&amp;amp;tag=nononsensvide-20&amp;amp;camp=1789&amp;amp;creative=9325&amp;amp;location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fb%2Fref%3Dsr_hi%3Fie%3DUTF8%26node%3D166863011"&gt;amazon.com’s safety products&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://service.bfast.com/bfast/serve?bfmid=37920150&amp;amp;siteid=41266864&amp;amp;bfpage=buying_guides"&gt;BabyCenter's buying guides (follow link to safety section)&lt;/a&gt;. Go ahead and fix those broken cupboard latches and window screens. Hide or toss out harmful chemicals, detergents and aerosols as newborns are typically very sensitive to air-born agents and toxic cleaning supplies and if exposed, babies can easily breakout with rashes, have belabored breathing and watery eyes, along with others signs of irritation. Simply thinking about removing all these products can be overwhelming, so start small if necessary. Use vinegar to dust instead of Lysol, and if you’re planning on painting the nursery, try to stay away from the industry-standard synthetic mixes. Also, think about purchasing organic or dermatologist approved cotton comforters and pillows for the crib. It’s a nuisance to think about right now—but trust us: once your child is on the outside, you’re going to have a lot less time to be dealing with baby-proofing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7005689817462324836?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7005689817462324836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7005689817462324836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7005689817462324836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7005689817462324836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mommy-entry-16.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 16'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2141549142439462771</id><published>2009-09-08T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T17:17:13.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 35'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 35: &lt;/b&gt; Hey! It IS getting cramped in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f8.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 35:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Congratulations! You’re now carrying nearly 6 lbs of baby not counting their amniotic fluid, the umbilical cord, or the placenta itself. We’re impressed because that’s a LOT of work non-stop. Are you feeling proud of yourself yet? Well, get to it—you’ve done an amazing job! At this point, your little grower is almost busting out of the womb size-wise, which make their restricted attempts to move much challenging. Of course, your stubborn little sucker is still trying to move around as if they weren’t in a cramped space. And the accumulationg baby fat deposits are starting to level off so your little butter ball will be padded and warm when they head out of their super snug little home. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: left;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1252391377673&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D35%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=1606933032.1252391378&amp;amp;ga_sid=1252391378&amp;amp;ga_hid=1410058360&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek35&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek36&amp;amp;lmt=1252391377&amp;amp;dt=1252391377674&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=10&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_nplug=6&amp;amp;u_nmime=38&amp;amp;flash=10.0.32"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; We’re sure you’ve noted that the contractions are picking up and despite the obvious appeal of getting the pregnancy over with at this point, try not to jump the gun too soon by declaring actual labor. Of course, if it’s getting to the point where you’re having contractions continuously— you’re in &lt;span class="quote"&gt;The pain experienced depends on several things including your own natural pain threshold, medication, birthing position, fetal position, previous births, your general health and the actual birthing environment&lt;/span&gt; labor and yes, it’s time for the "grab your bags we’re gonna have a baby" rush. For the rest of you not yet in labor, your watermelon-betwixt-my-legs waddle is as charming as ever, not to mention the glorious ongoing back pain and fatigue. Hang in there! Once you’ve got your miracle baby on the outside, this will all be a dim memory. So, catch the cat naps whenever possible and keep yourself hydrated with water and try to imagine how all of this will (hopefully) be much funnier in hindsight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your doctor or midwife should soon start monitoring cervical effacement (thinning of the cervix) and dilation in order to predict labor. If your cervix is already dilated labor is probably not far away—although there are some moms who walk around with a dilated cervix for a couple of days prior to labor. And if you haven’t heard about the joys of discharging the mucus plug (which protects the uterus from infection) along with some spotting, commonly called “bloody show”—both are signs that labor is around the corner. Should you discharge anything unusual in consistency and/or coloration, don’t hesitate to call you health care providor, it’s probably nothing, but you certainly don’t need the extra stress right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let’s talk about pain. Reports on the intensity of pain experienced during labor and childbirth are widely varied from woman to woman. The pain experienced depends on several things including your own natural pain threshold, medication, birthing position, fetal position, previous births, your general health and the actual birthing environment. Of course, there are natural births, cesarean deliveries, spinals, IV’s and other pain medications, all of which also play into how you experience pain during child birth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ideally, you should attempt to be as relaxed as possible and willing to accept the pain as part of the birthing process. In reality, your experience of the birthing process is unique to your body and how you choose to respond to it. Pain is a two part process: the first part is the physical experience of the pain and the second is your emotional reaction to your experience—and that is the part you have the most control over. Choosing to accept and endure the pain of child-birth (with or without medication) can be an empowering experience for any woman, as well as making the birthing process notably easier for those assisting you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; We're getting there!! We have already started cleaning our room and buying stuff for our little one.  I have a doctor's appointment every week now. A few more snoozes to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2141549142439462771?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2141549142439462771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2141549142439462771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2141549142439462771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2141549142439462771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mommy-entry-15.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 15'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2687754621803076035</id><published>2009-09-07T11:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:40:31.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika Mikaela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby Shower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ericsson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurirays'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 14</title><content type='html'>A nice surprise from Ericsson/Kuriray friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, September 4, was really a fun day.  I had a nice suprise from my Ericsson colleagues.  They hosted a nice and cute baby shower for me.  It was really a surprise coz i didn't really have any idea that they were planning on giving me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack: Wednesday, September 2, I stayed at home coz I was not feeling really well. I've been having abdominal cramps since the night before.  So I just decided to take a break from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, September 3, I went back to work, feeling a bit normal.  It was just an ordinary day for me. Nothing unusual happened. Until hubby Jake sent me a text message, asking me, "Bakit tumatawag sakin si Lala?" Hmmm, bakit nga? and then just before going home, Yuwan told me twice, "Jen, pasok ka bukas ha".  And Lala asked me also if I was going to work the next day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, September 4, I was late for work. I missed the 7:45 AM shuttle. So i had to wait for the 8:15 shuttle.  When I arrived at the office, still I didn't notice anything unusual. Until I saw some of my colleagues (actually Kurirays, hehehe...) wearing my favorite color, purple.  Thinking it was just coincidence, I just acted normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3-4pm, Yuwan asked me what time I was going home. I told her I was late so I had to extend my stay for a few minutes more. She then told me, "Mag snack muna tayo mamaya ha". Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5pm came, I started to fix my things, getting ready to go home. Then again, Yuwan asked me, "Uwi k na?!" Hahaha...I told her, "Hindi pa, late nga kasi ako..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at around 5:30, Yuwan, Karen and Lala approached me and told me, "Tara merienda tayo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then instead of going out, we headed to Asia meeting room, where I was greeted by the rest of the accomplices. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice feeling. Most of them were really wearing puple, some were wearing pink.  Yuwan and Carole served as the party hosts.  Everyone gave their well-wishes for me and baby. To top it off, my favorite Pancit Malabon and Cheese Pichi-Pichi from Amber was served!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb6wyS0EI/AAAAAAAAALo/vwYdYN1ZJ8E/s1600-h/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb6wyS0EI/AAAAAAAAALo/vwYdYN1ZJ8E/s200/IMG_0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379017501282848834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb7SR-56I/AAAAAAAAALw/2DmWFdFD-r0/s1600-h/IMG_0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb7SR-56I/AAAAAAAAALw/2DmWFdFD-r0/s200/IMG_0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379017510274131874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb7sr7ecI/AAAAAAAAAL4/va_xZjQB924/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb7sr7ecI/AAAAAAAAAL4/va_xZjQB924/s200/IMG_0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379017517362280898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb8D28XJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/yVynOLJB1X8/s1600-h/IMG_0620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb8D28XJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/yVynOLJB1X8/s200/IMG_0620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379017523582491794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the end of the celebration...to my surprise, hubby was there too, with matching&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYcpjKvN7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uk6GHbTXS_8/s1600-h/IMG_0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYcpjKvN7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/uk6GHbTXS_8/s200/IMG_0610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379018305081128882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; flowers pa! All this time, he knew that they were planning on surprising me and didn't even give me a clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love suprises...especially if I'm not the one being surprised! hahaha...but this is one suprise I surw will never forget. Special thanks to my Kuriray friends for this wonderful surprise. Just to share some pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYeabJophI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FDuLdfETTWc/s1600-h/DSC01566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYeabJophI/AAAAAAAAAMw/FDuLdfETTWc/s200/DSC01566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379020244254238226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYecV5uU7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/99Zcdy2R5TE/s1600-h/DSC01506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYecV5uU7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/99Zcdy2R5TE/s200/DSC01506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379020277205062578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYea6G1D5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/XqOI4tFrOk4/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYea6G1D5I/AAAAAAAAAM4/XqOI4tFrOk4/s200/DSC01558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379020252563967890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYebcYFtJI/AAAAAAAAANA/AwG0M802VXU/s1600-h/DSC01559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYebcYFtJI/AAAAAAAAANA/AwG0M802VXU/s200/DSC01559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379020261763167378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYebzsLzGI/AAAAAAAAANI/P-6k1VmW97Q/s1600-h/DSC01510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYebzsLzGI/AAAAAAAAANI/P-6k1VmW97Q/s200/DSC01510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379020268021468258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos, please visit www.dashingjake.multiply.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYfWr9tI7I/AAAAAAAAANY/063jQkHcpPo/s1600-h/Baby+Shower+Jen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYfWr9tI7I/AAAAAAAAANY/063jQkHcpPo/s200/Baby+Shower+Jen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379021279559754674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd also like to share the cute e-invite sent out by the master mind, Yuwan. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the nice AVP made by Mean =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://smilebox.com/playEmail/4d5445794f5459794d446c384d6a49794e4451794d7a4d3d0d0a&amp;amp;sb=1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2687754621803076035?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2687754621803076035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2687754621803076035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2687754621803076035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2687754621803076035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mommy-entry-14.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 14'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SqYb6wyS0EI/AAAAAAAAALo/vwYdYN1ZJ8E/s72-c/IMG_0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3175104081884318003</id><published>2009-09-01T10:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:00:16.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week 34'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 34: &lt;/b&gt; Upside-down baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f8.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 34:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Your amazing baby is on the move! They’ve been riding fairly high in your stretched-out womb till now (while kindly compressing your poor internal organs), but now they’re planning on making the big move to your pelvis this week. If you haven’t noticed it already, you’ll be feeling the weight shift that signals that your baby is most likely out of breech position, with their head now resting on your pubic bone. In liver news: although not quite fully formed, your little miracle’s liver is now capable of processing a certain amount of waste. In general, most of your child’s prenatal physical development is pretty much up to snuff and ready for the outside world. Naturally, further weight gain is expected—so you’re still not at maximum capacity despite probably feeling like you definitely are maxed out.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: right;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1251772929716&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D34%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=60614607.1251772930&amp;amp;ga_sid=1251772930&amp;amp;ga_hid=21224008&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek34&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1251772928&amp;amp;dt=1251772929733&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=7&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_h=800&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=800&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_nplug=7&amp;amp;u_nmime=44&amp;amp;flash=10.0.32"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Obviously the big change for you is the notable weight shift (known as “lightening” or “engagement”). Now that your baby is resting deeper in your pelvis, you may find yourself walking as if you're carrying a watermelon between your legs. Yes dear, you’re officially “waddling” these days. Try to comfort &lt;span class="quote"&gt;Now that your baby is resting deeper in your pelvis, you may find yourself walking as if you're carrying a watermelon between your legs&lt;/span&gt; yourself with this thought: it’s nearly over. Soon, you’ll just have to carry your adorable little watermelon in your arms. And in a rare spate of good news: this weight shift means you can breathe easier now that your lungs aren’t compressed. The not-so-good news, it’s a trade off: (we’ll wait till you’re back from the restroom) this new position has your poor bladder even more squished than before. We’d recommend writing your bladder little love poems to convince it not to leave you altogether, but unfortunately bladders don’t speak English (only Italian love poems will do).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you've recently noticed some less-than-appealing itchy red bumps on your belly (and possibly around your thighs and belly), you've got yourself a harmless but not fun round of pruritic urticarial papules and plaques of pregnancy (PUPPP if your don't have the patience for the full name). If you feel itchy ALL over your body, that's different, and you should call your health care practitioner as this could be a liver problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At your next check up you can expect your physician to conduct a Group B Streptococci test (GBS), a common bacteria screening. As long as you have a strong immune system, you’re in the clear (one more reason to eat right and exercise!), but your little one is more susceptible to serious health complications (including meningitis, pneumonia and blood infection) if not diagnosed and treated properly—so the tests are good for some peace of mind. Hang in there momma, you’re already a super-star for making it this far!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; a few more weeks to go and we're all set...waiting seems like forever! i can't wait to finally see our precious baby girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this stage, the discomforts of being at this advanced phase of pregnancy continues to kick in. The restroom is still my best friend. Sleep seems to be a chore for me. Walking long distances makes my feet ache so much. Increased pressure in the pelvic area is starting to become more intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I am experiencing a roller-coaster of emotions. I am excited for our baby's arrival, worried and scared of the pains of childbirth. Anxious and stressed of the expenses we will incur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all these are worth it. In a month's time, our baby Jenika Mikaela will be here...and everything will be ok...hopefully...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3175104081884318003?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3175104081884318003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3175104081884318003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3175104081884318003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3175104081884318003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-mommy-entry-13.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 13'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8392157048126946642</id><published>2009-08-24T11:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:16:04.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 33'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 33: &lt;/b&gt; Is it just me or is getting a little cramped in here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f8.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 33:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; For all the weight and bulk you’re lugging around these days, you’d think your little champ should weigh much more than a mere 5 lbs and measly 17 inches in height, but nope, that’s about the average size for a baby in its thirty-third week. In terms of appearances, they’re getting cuter and pudgier every minute as they pile on the baby fat for those adorable little wrist rolls and chubby toes. And as we’re sure you’ve already noticed they’re getting stronger with every passing day. Nowadays, it’s possible to observe a well-placed kick just by watching your belly—but you already knew that didn’t you? Although they’re getting stronger, your bigger-by-the-day baby is losing space to move around, so the actual rate of movement will drop off in the last few weeks, despite that powerful drop-kick they’ve been working on. Hey, did you know you’ll continue feeling their movements even during labor?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: left;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1251083617666&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D33%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=1368211114.1251083618&amp;amp;ga_sid=1251083618&amp;amp;ga_hid=1007118676&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek33&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1251083616&amp;amp;dt=1251083617666&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=3&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_nplug=11&amp;amp;u_nmime=43&amp;amp;flash=10.0.32"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Here’s a good way to deal with your mounting impatience: map out your plan of action for the big day. It’s an important and necessary step that’s also pretty soothing and fun. So, get out a piece of paper and pen. If you think about it, planning all the details now can be a real saving grace once &lt;span class="quote"&gt;Massaging the perineum (the area around the vagina) can reduce your chance of it tearing during delivery&lt;/span&gt; the chaos and pain of labor starts up. This would include having a packed bag with a change of comfortable clothes, reading material, maybe an i-pod and your camera or camcorder (whichever you decide, if any at all). Know your driving route to the health center. Or if you’re delivering at home, make sure you have the delivery room prepared (equipped with your most favorite soothing music), and all necessary instruments and materials ready for use. Of course, get your doctor or midwife on speed-dial. Massaging the perineum (the area around the vagina) can reduce your chance of it tearing during delivery and there’s no time like the present to start. Be on your toes (not literally, just mentally) as it's now totally conceivable you might have to spring into action any day! Then again, it might still be another seven weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8392157048126946642?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8392157048126946642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8392157048126946642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8392157048126946642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8392157048126946642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mommy-entry-12.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 12'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6914181790149644744</id><published>2009-08-17T08:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T08:39:23.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 32'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 32: &lt;/b&gt; Mommy, you're HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f8.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 32:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; In the latest womb reports, your amazing baby has now developed sensitivity to temperature! This means you’ll probably get a swift kick if you put a hot pad on your ginormous belly. For the Elton John lovers out there-- yes, baby’s got blue eyes. At this point, all babies do, although depending on their chromosomal disposition, this could easily change after birth (or even between now and labor), but for the time being, blue it is. Thanks to their recently matured lungs and a remarkably strong immune system, over 90% of babies born in their 32nd week, survive premature births. So it’s pretty much a done deal. Even if your little monkey’s planning on heading out early, their survival odds are in everyone’s favor. Time to celebrate (no, no, wait until after the birth to crack open the champagne!) We’re talking baby-showers and alcohol-free punch! &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; If your family or significant other is around and involved, it’s probably time to start discussing what’s going to happen when you really go into labor. Of course, the delivery itself can be quite overwhelming for first-time viewers, so make sure and openly discuss the fact there will be blood, sweat, &lt;span class="quote"&gt;make sure and openly discuss the fact there will be blood, sweat, mucous, and possibly even a bit of poop&lt;/span&gt; mucous, and possibly even a bit of poop (if you didn’t know already, it’s likely that while in labor and pushing, you also push out a bit of the ol’ number 2—it’s totally normal if not a little disgusting). Even the weak-stomached birthing buddies can still help to make the labor-process more bearable with breathing assistance, massages, and constant reassurance and cheering: "Yay! That was a great contraction honey!" (Now run! Before she breaks your wrist!). For the more blood-bold and not so faint of heart, the positions of cameraman, baby-catcher, and/or umbilical cord-cutter are always available—just talk to your doctor or mid-wife beforehand so they can be prepared to deal with an extra person during the birthing process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Surprise! Your third trimester symptoms aren’t going away yet. If you just got back from peeing, you already know that your bladder is nearing non-existent-land. These joys will persist till you’re on the birthing bench. Also, be careful of lightheadedness during these last weeks. Your blood tends to pool in the lower limbs, resulting in low cranial blood pressure. So, watch out for the head rushes and get up nice-n-slow after sitting for long periods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6914181790149644744?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6914181790149644744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6914181790149644744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6914181790149644744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6914181790149644744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mommy-entry-11.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 11'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-9178482400041864904</id><published>2009-08-13T08:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:33:51.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika Mikaela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3d/4d ultrasound'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikaela'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In My Womb'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 10</title><content type='html'>As I have mentioned during my previous post, I had my 3d/4d ultrasound at In My Womb, The Link, Glorietta Makati.  We finally got the video last Saturday (Aug.8). And now, I want to share our precious little one's first ever video. Please feel free to comment. =) ENJOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-efa3b371d4a510ee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defa3b371d4a510ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329902725%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D781DA65A3DACB31EC62BA224569EF42507E83797.5365FA5669239A3453F2B6876F6C41BAA6FA5BAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defa3b371d4a510ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D54Z3Oq3dmLgWWs6ppgjUcBAjAAg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Defa3b371d4a510ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329902725%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D781DA65A3DACB31EC62BA224569EF42507E83797.5365FA5669239A3453F2B6876F6C41BAA6FA5BAE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Defa3b371d4a510ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D54Z3Oq3dmLgWWs6ppgjUcBAjAAg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d23503a3037c8134" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23503a3037c8134%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329902725%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84572B1869AAB9B86E5ACA8A944FC7F7145CA94B.67283CAA113A7727FAFE7D6481CB8582D9E7C88F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23503a3037c8134%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8PpLc4Cp4dqzfGZmxggxh3OL-Ik&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd23503a3037c8134%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329902725%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84572B1869AAB9B86E5ACA8A944FC7F7145CA94B.67283CAA113A7727FAFE7D6481CB8582D9E7C88F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd23503a3037c8134%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8PpLc4Cp4dqzfGZmxggxh3OL-Ik&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on 3d/4d ultrasound, visit &lt;a href="http://inmywomb.com"&gt;www.inmywomb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-9178482400041864904?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d23503a3037c8134&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=efa3b371d4a510ee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/9178482400041864904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=9178482400041864904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/9178482400041864904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/9178482400041864904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mommy-entry-10.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 10'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8885350791391922171</id><published>2009-08-10T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:21:37.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 31: &lt;/b&gt; Another day... another ounce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f7.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 31:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Your not-so-little-one is just a bit closer to their birth weight and height at around 4 pounds and 17 inches. With each added layer of baby fat, your baby's skin starts to look more and more like it will when they finally get to see the light of day. The heavy news: you can expect your miracle-gro muffin to gain about a half a pound of weight per week from now until about two weeks before birth. Great. That's just what you needed. Even more weight to carry around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your baby's still-developing immune system has gained substantial strength over the past few weeks getting them in full gear to face our disease-ridden world o’ wonders. Obviously, a large majority of your child’s immune strength will be derived from exposure to breast milk as well as the outside elements. Their cute little noggin’ (which could already be covered with luscious locks or just purty peach fuzz), is still soft because the skull bones have not yet fused together. As much as that sounds a little too vulnerable, their “skull softness” allows for a much smoother passage through the birth canal during labor—something both you and your little swimmer will appreciate when it’s finally time to “go!” Also, some babies will have that “soft spot” on their head for up to one year after birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: left;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1249863336861&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D31%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=29630047.1249863337&amp;amp;ga_sid=1249863337&amp;amp;ga_hid=325138490&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek31&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1249863334&amp;amp;dt=1249863336864&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=8&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=11&amp;amp;u_nmime=43&amp;amp;flash=10.0.22"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Have you felt anything you suspect might be contractions already? Braxton-Hick contractions are part and parcel of the second half of pregnancy and lucky for you, become more frequent during the third trimester. Cleverly dubbed “false labor” contractions, these spasms are an obnoxious fake-out and &lt;span class="quote"&gt;So next time you’ve got yourself a pair of damp head-lights in the grocery store, just go ahead and purchase the nursing pads to protect your clothes, bras, and any remaining shreds of dignity you can salvage&lt;/span&gt; shouldn’t be confused with premature labor. The fun part of having BH contractions is that it’s not unusual for them to be painful... and by fun, we mean “why oh why, does the third trimester mean everything is uncomfortable?” Still, just a heads up: if you notice the contractions more than four times in one hour, or even more glamorous—changes in your vaginal discharge, call your healthcare practitioner right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for other third-trimester niceties; your nipples may be engaging in a bit of “pre-milk” expulsion at the most untimely moments. So next time you’ve got yourself a pair of damp head-lights in the grocery store, just go ahead and purchase the nursing pads to protect your clothes, bras, and any remaining shreds of dignity you can salvage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As your magical growing baby obstinately refuses to shrink or give back any real-estate in your belly, you can sit back, "relax," and take in the heartburn and increased lower back pain. If you choose, you can always eat less with each meal, and instead opt for smaller more frequent meals, this should help the heartburn. As for your poor back, get off your feet and elevate them above your heart, double-check the names list, and how many key baby-items you’ve already got in your registry. If you’re lucky, you might just make it in less than eight weeks! Hang in there wonder-mom, we believe in you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8885350791391922171?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8885350791391922171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8885350791391922171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8885350791391922171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8885350791391922171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mommy-entry-9.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 9'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2824897820345236242</id><published>2009-08-06T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:11:04.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>I have always been a worrier...i worry about a lot of things. even small ones. but i have never been THIS worried in my entire existence.  it's bad for me, i know. but, what can i do? i simply can't help it. i don't know how to cope with it...it's so hard...especially when you don't know who to turn to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope everything will be ok...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2824897820345236242?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2824897820345236242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2824897820345236242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2824897820345236242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2824897820345236242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6560235999008149626</id><published>2009-08-03T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T14:41:50.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikaela'/><title type='text'>Mikaela</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Mikaela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:?subject=Meaning%20of%20the%20name%20Mikaela&amp;amp;body=Origin%20and%20meaning%20of%20the%20name%20Mikaela:%20http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Mikaela.%0D%0A%0D%0A"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girl's name &lt;b&gt;Mikaela&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:smaller;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;\m(i)-kae-&lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/ending/0/la"&gt;la&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a variant of &lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Michaela"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michaela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/search/0/hebrew"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/a&gt;) and &lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Michelle"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michelle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/search/0/french"&gt;French&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/search/0/hebrew"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/a&gt;), and the meaning of Mikaela is "who resembles &lt;a href="http://www.thinkbabynames.com/search/0/god"&gt;God&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;/p&gt;Mikaela is an uncommon female first name and a very rare surname (source: 1990 U.S. Census).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/syllables/f/3"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; syll.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/start/f/mi"&gt;mi&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/contain/f/kae"&gt;kae&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/end/f/la"&gt;la&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/start/f/mik"&gt;mik&lt;/a&gt;-a-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/end/f/ela"&gt;ela&lt;/a&gt; ] The girl name Mikaela is pronounced as MiyK&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lah &lt;sup&gt;KEY&lt;/sup&gt;. Mikaela is largely used in the &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/search/f/scandinavian"&gt;Scandinavian&lt;/a&gt; language and its origin is &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/search/f/hebrew"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/a&gt;. Mikaela is a variant of the name &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michaela"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michaela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Dutch, English, and German). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mikaela is rather popular as a baby girl name. The name's popularity rose from the 1980s up to the 1990s; before that, it was of very light use only. At the modest peak of its usage in 1997, 0.056% of baby girls were given the name Mikaela. It had a ranking of #273 then. The baby name has experienced a fall in popularity since then. In 2008, its usage was 0.027% and its ranking #540. Out of the family of girl names directly linked to Mikaela, &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michaela"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michaela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Dutch, English, and German) was the most commonly used. In 2008, it was more commonly used than Mikaela by 62% . &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Baby names that sound like Mikaela include &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Micaela"&gt;Micaela&lt;/a&gt; (Italian and Spanish), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mikayla"&gt;Mikayla&lt;/a&gt; (Russian), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Magali"&gt;Magali&lt;/a&gt; (English and French), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Magalie"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Magalie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (English and French), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Magaly"&gt;Magaly&lt;/a&gt; (English, French, and Spanish), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Magola"&gt;Magola&lt;/a&gt; (Spanish), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Makayla"&gt;Makayla&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mckayla"&gt;Mckayla&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michaela"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michaela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Dutch, English, and German), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michaella"&gt;Michaella&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michaila"&gt;Michaila&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michela"&gt;Michela&lt;/a&gt; (Italian), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Michella"&gt;Michella&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Miguela"&gt;Miguela&lt;/a&gt; (Spanish), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mikala"&gt;Mikala&lt;/a&gt; (Hawaiian), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mikhaila"&gt;Mikhaila&lt;/a&gt; (Russian), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mikyla"&gt;Mikyla&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mozella"&gt;Mozella&lt;/a&gt; (English), &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mychaela"&gt;Mychaela&lt;/a&gt; (English), and &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Mykala"&gt;Mykala&lt;/a&gt; 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Goodbye monkey baby, hello roly poly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f7.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 30:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The light is visible at the end of the tunnel! Your oversized self and amazing growing baby have finally reached the single digits (in terms of weeks till birth)! The fine lanugo hair that has been growing all over their little monkey-like body is going to start falling off this week in preparation for the big day. But don’t be shocked if they’re hairier than you’d anticipated, some babies keep their lanugo until after birth. Still, it’s not any cause to be concerned as it will fall off eventually. No surprises here: your little porker is getting even cuter with increasingly pudgy arms and legs this week thanks to the ever-growing layers of subcutaneous fat. In terms of numbers, your baby should be weighing in at around 3 pounds 12 ounces (or more!) and be nearly 16 inches long.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: right;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1249261598456&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D30%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=629052684.1249261598&amp;amp;ga_sid=1249261598&amp;amp;ga_hid=1333004528&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek30&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1249261596&amp;amp;dt=1249261598456&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=4&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=11&amp;amp;u_nmime=43&amp;amp;flash=10.0.22"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; On a very serious note: you should make sure to determine both you and your baby’s blood type. It’s extremely important for everyone. In the case that you and your maturing babe’s blood types don’t match there’s a chance you could produce antibodies that could potentially attack and harm a future &lt;span class="quote"&gt;the drama you’re feeling is largely a result of increased adrenaline thanks indirectly to hormonal swings—not because things really are that dramatic and merit adult temper tantrums&lt;/span&gt; fetus. It is rare, but with modern medicine, the problem is easily corrected and little cause for concern if dealt with properly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for the ongoing joys of being in your third trimester: your not-so-fun symptoms are just intensifying this week, so it might not hurt to slow down a bit and focus on yourself. If you’re feeling extra fatigued, you’ve probably joined the &lt;i&gt;sleeping shouldn’t be this tough when I’m this tired&lt;/i&gt; club, especially if you’re experiencing a lot of back pain and general discomfort. If you’ve been pushing the exercise thing, then this is the time perhaps to cut down on the physical activities and focus more on getting proper sleep (if this means buying a pregnancy pillow, then do it!). Oh and all that moodiness? Just go with the flow emotionally. This doesn't mean letting the hormones win and becoming a complete psychotic. Instead, feel the feelings, but know that the drama you’re feeling is largely a result of increased adrenaline thanks indirectly to hormonal swings—not because things really are that dramatic and merit adult temper tantrums. The clincher symptom for this week: it’s highly likely your libido has gone on sabbatical. This, as far as we’re concerned, is perfectly natural in your condition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5750545587060449035?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5750545587060449035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5750545587060449035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5750545587060449035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5750545587060449035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mommy-entry-8.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 8'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-1719907075315504689</id><published>2009-07-30T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:01:42.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep it to yourself...</title><content type='html'>Why are there people who always tell you what to do? Why cant they mind their own business? Why do some people tell you that this is better than the one you chose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant they just keep their opinions to themselves?? We have our own lives to live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes sense, right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1719907075315504689?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1719907075315504689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1719907075315504689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1719907075315504689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1719907075315504689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/keep-it-to-yourself.html' title='Keep it to yourself...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-286535962292373762</id><published>2009-07-29T11:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:28:30.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenika'/><title type='text'>Jenika</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;Jenika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="detailheading"&gt;Meaning:&lt;/span&gt; Its source is Yochana, a Hebrew name meaning "God's grace." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="detailheading"&gt;Alternative Spellings:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.babynamer.com/jenicka"&gt;Jenicka&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.babynamer.com/jennica"&gt;Jennica&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="detailheading"&gt;Variant Forms:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.babynamer.com/jeniqua"&gt;Jeniqua&lt;/a&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="detailheading"&gt;Narrative:&lt;/span&gt; The Hebrew Yochana was translated into Latin as Joanna or Johanna. Over time these developed into the Old French Jehan(n)e. At various points this string of ancestors spun off many modern variations that have enjoyed a great deal of popularity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Most of them share the quality of simplicity. Whether we call to mind the fictitious Jane Q. Public or the legendary Joan of Arc (Jeanne D'Arc in French), these names seem to emerge from the heart of the people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;syll.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/start/f/je"&gt;je&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/contain/f/ni"&gt;ni&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/end/f/ca"&gt;ca&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/start/f/jen"&gt;jen&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/end/f/ica"&gt;ica&lt;/a&gt; ] The girl name Jenica is pronounced JH&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;NahKah &lt;sup&gt;KEY&lt;/sup&gt;. Jenica's origin is &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/search/f/hebrew"&gt;Hebrew&lt;/a&gt;, and its use, English and &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/search/f/romanian"&gt;Romanian&lt;/a&gt;. Jenica is a variant form of the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jane"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jenica is not commonly used as a baby girl name. It is not in the top 1000 names. In 2008, within the family of girl names directly related to Jenica, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jane"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was the most popular. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Baby names that sound like Jenica include the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jameka"&gt;Jameka&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamesha"&gt;Jamesha&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jameshia"&gt;Jameshia&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamesia"&gt;Jamesia&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamessa"&gt;Jamessa&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamika"&gt;Jamika&lt;/a&gt;, the Polish &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Janeska"&gt;Janeska&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Janessa"&gt;Janessa&lt;/a&gt;, the Czech &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Janica"&gt;Janica&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Janisa"&gt;Janisa&lt;/a&gt;, the Scandinavian &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jannike"&gt;Jannike&lt;/a&gt;, the Slavic &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jasminka"&gt;Jasminka&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jenasys"&gt;Jenasys&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jennica"&gt;Jennica&lt;/a&gt;, the Polish and English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Joanka"&gt;Joanka&lt;/a&gt;, the Czech and English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Johanka"&gt;Johanka&lt;/a&gt;, the Dutch &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Johanneke"&gt;Johanneke&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Genesis"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Genesis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamese"&gt;Jamese&lt;/a&gt;, and the English &lt;a href="http://www.babynamespedia.com/meaning/Jamesica"&gt;Jamesica&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Smz_IqGRPeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1j5Mg0qPgcc/s320/in_my_womb_logo_inner.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941780496039394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My In My Womb 3d/4d Ultrasound Experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, we had our 6th checkup with our OB-Gynecologist.  So far, everything's ok. I passed my Glucose Challenge test, but I still need to cut on my sugar intake. We were also able to hear our little one's heartbeat.  Next week I will be having my Tetanus Toxoid shot -- scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the checkup, we proceeded to Makati for our scheduled 3d4d ultrasound at In My Womb.  I have heard lots of great reviews about this ultrasound center so we have decided to have our ultrasound there.  Their center is located at 2f, The Link Bldg, Ayala Makati.  The building is beside Landmark.  Before proceeding, we had our lunch first at Ineng's Special BBQ -- great food, terrible customer service!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we then proceded to the 2nd level.  We were greeted by a courteous nurse and I told her that I was scheduled for an ultrasound with Dra. Ramos.  I would actually like to have the procedure done by the owner, Dra. Shiela Illescas, since i have heard lots of good feedback from other patients.  But when I called in to have my appointment scheduled, I was informed that there were already 25 patients in line.  So I had to settle for Dra. Shelma Jane Ramos.  I was hoping and praying that she is a nice Dr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for about 30minutes because there was another patient in line ahead of us.  Good thing I made an appointment with them in advance because I didn't want to wait too long.  We settled our bill first and waited for our turn.  I was already giddy at this point.  I was just so excited to see our baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our turn came...we were called in by a young (and pretty!) doctor.  Dra. Ramos was so nice and patient.  She just asked me a few questions and then she proceeded with the scan.  I was hoping and praying that our baby is in a good mood that day and wishing that she will show her face to us.  And so she did! She was sleeping during the first part of the procedure and we freely saw her face.  She was so cute! We saw her smile, yawn and even eat! Dra. Ramos said that the baby is so matakaw.  Everything was going quite well -- and then she woke up...she started hiding her face with her arms. We spent a few minutes prodding her to remove her hands on her face.  And when she didn't, Dra Ramos decided to do the measurements first and to confirm that we are having a baby GIRL!  Everything is normal. And I hope it stays this way until the end of my term.  After measuring everything, we went back to convincing our baby to show her face.  Dra. Ramos asked me to cough, laugh, change positions, and Daddy Jake was even asking the baby to please show her face.  And after a few minutes she did show her face! Dra. Ramos was able to take some good facial shots.  And then, she hid her face again...And then. feeling that she won't show it again after a few minutes, Dra. Ramos ended&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Smz-gCHEBwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vlfvnNxrWP8/s1600-h/DSC01265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Smz-gCHEBwI/AAAAAAAAAKY/vlfvnNxrWP8/s400/DSC01265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941082567182082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the scan. For me it was bitin! I was thinking, "hey, we've been here for only a few minutes!" But Jake told me that we've been doing the procedure for about 45 minutes already! I just can't get enough of my baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was exhilarating.  It was so overhwhelming to see our little one moving inside me.  The experience was worth the price.  And even though some are discouraging us to have a 3d4d scan, given another chance, I would do it over and over again.  Nothing beats the feeling of seeing your baby for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, we're just so excited to see her in flesh! can't wait for October!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on 3d4d ultrasound, visit &lt;a href="http://www.inmywomb.com/"&gt;www.inmywomb.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos and Video to follow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1086486791894836102?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1086486791894836102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1086486791894836102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1086486791894836102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1086486791894836102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-entry-7.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 7'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Smz_IqGRPeI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1j5Mg0qPgcc/s72-c/in_my_womb_logo_inner.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-5549427589288673828</id><published>2009-07-27T08:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:25:32.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 29'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 29:  To pee or not to pee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f7.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 29:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you’ve been feeling butterflies moving around in your belly, it’s not just your run-of-the-mill pre-birth performance anxiety. No, it’s your amazing baby with a case of the hiccups: a fairly common occurrence at this point resulting from practicing breathing for their big birthday. In addition, to getting a round of butterfly-like hiccups, your little swimmer has arduously managed to accumulate enough baby fat to account for nearly 3.5% of their overall body weight. Yeah, compared to we adults, it’s not a lot, but when they’re little like that—it’s certainly a healthy (and warming) accomplishment in its way. Another fantastic accomplishment: your baby's spleen is now in charge of hematopoiesis—the 10 dollar name for the process involved in building up certain important blood components. Another fantastic-accomplishment: your little monkey has been peeing into their amniotic sac for a little while now (this is why potty training takes a while) and if you didn’t know, actually swallows it along with the rest of the amniotic fluid. Although the concept is nasty, their urine is sterile and as part of the amniotic fluid base, is replaced several times throughout the day. So if you didn’t know before, now you can tell people, that yes, you drank your own urine—you were still in the womb, but nonetheless, you’ve been there.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: left;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1248653668935&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D29%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3D11b8bdefbabdb616%3AT%3D1247640740%3AS%3DALNI_Ma3s3ncthHb9ZhgmnHXedcFJRFQkw&amp;amp;ga_vid=547873961.1248653669&amp;amp;ga_sid=1248653669&amp;amp;ga_hid=1035269419&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek29&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1248653667&amp;amp;dt=1248653668935&amp;amp;u_h=800&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=800&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=4&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=11&amp;amp;u_nmime=43&amp;amp;flash=10.0.22"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Here’s another new-parenting-issue that you probably don’t have the time or energy to handle: the decision whether or not to breastfeed. If you thought this was one of the obvious ones (stick out breast, attach child, feeding commences!), think again. Right off the bat, there are women that simply &lt;span class="quote"&gt;the vain reason to breastfeed: all that charming excess body fat you’ve gained is used for milk production, thus making it MUCH easier for you to return to you pre-pregnancy weight&lt;/span&gt; cannot breastfeed for medical reasons—and have no choice in the matter but to opt for formula-feeding. Then there are the women who attempt to breast-feed and run out of milk, or the baby won’t latch on (they even have breast-feeding classes because despite the apparent animal-easiness of the behavior, some babies just don’t take to breastfeeding).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, if you are planning or deciding whether or not to breastfeed, here are some of the big reasons why it’s a great thing for you and your little “sucker”: breastfeeding actually releases a hormone that will help you relax (and if you don’t nurse milk production will actually cease: i.e. use it or lose it!). If you choose to breastfeed, your body will produce oxytocin—(no, not Oxycotin, Rush Limbaugh already took care of that), which actually increases uterine contractions to decrease post-birth vaginal bleeding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the vain reason to breastfeed: all that charming excess body fat you’ve gained is used for milk production, thus making it MUCH easier for you to return to you pre-pregnancy weight. Also, nursing mothers’ bones re-mineralize faster than those who don’t and are less likely to contract ovarian or uterine cancer before and after menopause. Not to mention the fact that breastfeeding means you’re directly bolstering your baby’s immune system. For even more reasons why your child will benefit from breastfeeding, visit &lt;a href="http://www.4woman.gov/breastfeeding/index.cfm?page=home"&gt;womenshealth.gov&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5549427589288673828?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5549427589288673828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5549427589288673828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5549427589288673828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5549427589288673828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-entry-6.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 6'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6966928048137432416</id><published>2009-07-20T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T13:25:08.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 28'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Week 28:  Why, you look positively bovine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f7.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 28:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You know how you’ve been feeling a bit like a barn with legs? Well, that feeling won’t subside before… well, you know, when you finally give birth. For the time being, you’ve got yourself a baby in the business of collecting fat and lots of it! In spite of the dubious joys of being a human-barn, this baby fat business is very serious and you’ve got to put up with it because it’s going to keep your little porker warm and healthy after birth. Other good stuff from inside: their eyes are doing lots of blinking this week because they’re now able to respond to light and dark. Also, their industrious little bone marrow is now a major construction site for developing red blood cells, while their super-cute adrenal glands are actually producing androgen and estrogen—which will stimulate your hormones to begin milk production. Can you say, “Moo?”&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; If you’re not already fully entrenched, it’s just about time to head into the Name Game field. If you haven’t yet landed on “the perfect name”, there are only about a trillion books (check them out at Amazon.com) and websites with head-spinning lists of name possibilities. You can always opt to invent &lt;span class="quote"&gt;You can always opt to invent a name as well (like say, “Thygor”). Obviously, naming isn’t always the most straightforward or easy process and not every couple has a name for their child even after birth&lt;/span&gt; a name as well (like say, “Thygor”). Obviously, naming isn’t always the most straightforward or easy process and not every couple has a name for their child even after birth. Really, just take your time and try to consider any possible mean nicknames they might be inflicted with once they hit adolescence (i.e. What happens when you name your kid “Willy"?).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As if we have to tell you: their little “cute” kicks are getting stronger these days, but just pay attention. If you notice a significant drop in the number of kicks experienced per hour it would be a good idea to tell your physician or mid-wife. But before you start getting anxious, keep in mind that during the final weeks of pregnancy your in-house-football player will be kicking significantly less as they will lack the space to move about as vigorously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt; Another week has passed...Our baby's getting bigger and bigger! I'm so excited to see Baby J! His/her kicks are stronger nowadays. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night because this little one inside me is kicking the hell out of me! But I love it! I love to see my tummy move and feel my baby inside me. Oh, i'm so going to miss this once our baby gets out of me...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will be having our 3d/4d ultrasound week after next and we're extremely excited! I'm going to see my baby...As for the name?? we already have names for both genders. But we're still figuring out if we are going to add a "second" name...But for sure, the name starts with letter "J"! Why? Isn't it obvious? Both mommy and daddy's name starts with J...so baby's name must too!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6966928048137432416?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6966928048137432416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6966928048137432416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6966928048137432416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6966928048137432416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-journal-5.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 5'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-5464263906519471080</id><published>2009-07-15T08:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:51:49.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='J.K. Rowling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogwarts'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter Mania Strikes Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sl0nya5FiqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xePV4hzjSyI/s1600-h/1189302aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sl0nya5FiqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xePV4hzjSyI/s320/1189302aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358482878806461090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/EJENDIM/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/EJENDIM/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/EJENDIM/Desktop/1189302aa.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Once again, Harry and the rest of his Hogwarts friends are back for another thrilling adventure...Tomorrow is the opening day for the 6th movie, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.  I personally like the book, though the ending is really, really sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a self-confessed Potter fan...in fact, I got the title of this blog from the series. I just love the magic, the mystery, the adventure, the friendship that forms the whole of the story.  I have read the 7 books (not once, not twice, not thrice...i actually lost count already) and they are all great.  JK Rowling never fails to amuse her readers. And I hope the movie won't be such a disappointment for us Potter fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually watch Harry Potter on its first screening day.  But this time, I'll save it for the weekend. ;) I am so excited to watch it with my hubby.  I have made him a fan of Harry too. And hopefully we'd be able to reserve tickets today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll surely write something about the movie once I watch it, so better stay tuned for a detailed movie review! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5464263906519471080?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5464263906519471080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5464263906519471080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5464263906519471080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5464263906519471080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-mania-strikes-again.html' title='Harry Potter Mania Strikes Again!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sl0nya5FiqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xePV4hzjSyI/s72-c/1189302aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2706195700164276477</id><published>2009-07-13T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:42:17.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 27'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 27: &lt;/b&gt; I'm a survivor, I'm gonna make it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f7.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 27:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Your not-so-tiny-anymore brilliant baby(about 2 pounds and 14.5 inches long!) is slowly rotating in preparation to “head out.” Obviously, this doesn’t happen overnight, but when you start to feel an unfamiliar pressure on your cervix, you’ll know you’ve got a fully flipped baby locked and loaded for the countdown to their birthday! Even now, at the beginning of the third trimester, their little lungs are already capable of breathing air while the pulmonary vascular system can provide sufficient gas exchange and the central nervous system can generally regulate rhythmic breathing as well as their basal body temperature. 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Well, dig in for the final endurance round and say hello again to the familiar but not-so-lovable faces of fatigue and nausea. You guessed it, the dratted &lt;span class="quote"&gt;the third trimester is really a time to kick your baby-on-the-outside preparations into high gear: baby-proof the home or apartment, buy a car-seat, get a stroller, dress up the nursery and plan a space for diapering, keep mulling over possible names, and try to enjoy this time…&lt;/span&gt; hormone factory is once again running at full-tilt (and causing rapid hair growth), sigh…. Your (“yaaaawn”) fatigue stems from several factors, including the proverbial weight gain, shortness of breath and of course, sleep deprivation. (See week 29 for tips on how to alleviate fatigue!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes, ladies, you’ve finally reached the infamous “live-on-the-toilet” stage. Your feet are bigger, your breasts are bigger, your belly is bigger, even your baby is bigger—and something’s gotta give. Annoyingly, nature didn’t choose your butt and instead opted to compress your bladder, which is now being completely squashed by your-super-sized-baby... all day long. So your best shot is to just accept the fact you’re going to need to urinate every 10 minutes (and if you manage to go longer, thank the good lord).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course breast tenderness is also very common at this phase as milk production is kicking in. Other thrilling third-trimester symptoms include more swelling (known as edema) and feeling like you live in a sweat factory as a result of increased basal body temperature. Thank your baby: this temperature increase stems from their body heat coupling with your own, which of course all adds up to one hot mama!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just in case you don’t have enough things to stress out about: we’d like to remind you the third trimester is really a time to kick your baby-on-the-outside preparations into high gear: baby-proof the home or apartment, buy a car-seat, get a stroller, dress up the nursery and plan a space for diapering, keep mulling over possible names, and try to enjoy this time… when you’re not nauseous, constipated, running to the toilet, or just plain wiped out. (And don’t forget to get your sleep, be active, and eat well! Phewee! we're tired just thinking about what you're going through!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--&gt; oh my...3rd trimester, here I come...hope I would feel the same way I did during the 1st trimester...and i just can't wait to see my baby! less than 3 months to go...and yeah, I am now the toilet's bestfriend...peeing every after so minutes...sometimes it's tiring...especially at night! Imagine yourself sleeping tight and enjoying the peace of the night then suddenly you have to get up and head to the toilet! it's so damn frustrating. but all for the love of the baby...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Baby J...can't wait to see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2706195700164276477?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2706195700164276477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2706195700164276477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2706195700164276477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2706195700164276477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-entry-4.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 4'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-5838228211937693087</id><published>2009-07-06T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:14:17.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 26'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 26: &lt;/b&gt; Eye see YOU!&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f6.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 26:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At long last, your little swimmer can see the womb! Your miracle’s little eyelids have finally separated (they were fused closed previously) and they’re probably having their first moments of sight as you read this (or maybe it already happened while you were brushing your teeth or watching Oprah or something). In addition to seeing their little studio in your belly, they’ve recently acquired the ability to say “yes” and “no” in rudimentary sign language as they can now move their head back and forth. This is also the time where your little super star’s head hair is starting to grow! A cute little cowlick or two may be springing into position right now, getting ready for years of cute-but-stubborn bed-head. Also, their toenails have grown in and you little raisin continues to slowly pile up fat beneath their still-loose skin. Most importantly, brain tissue and neurons are all developing at a rapid pace, increasing their (genius-level?) brain activity and will continue to function at accelerated levels for the first seven to eight years of childhood!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;div style="margin: 20px 0px; width: 160px; height: 600px; float: right;"&gt;   &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;      GA_googleFillSlot("PregnancyWeekly120x600");    &lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://pubads.g.doubleclick.net/gampad/ads?correlator=1246841750551&amp;amp;output=json_html&amp;amp;callback=GA_googleSetAdContentsBySlotForSync&amp;amp;impl=s&amp;amp;prev_afc=0&amp;amp;client=ca-pub-7051091595740955&amp;amp;slotname=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;page_slots=PregnancyWeekly120x600&amp;amp;cust_params=PregWeek%3D26%26Expecting%3Dpregnant&amp;amp;cookie=ID%3Df0c1ba6e9474c358%3AT%3D1246415213%3AS%3DALNI_MZHzWsym_M3QumesB-E3ykk1PCjTA&amp;amp;ga_vid=709525223.1246841751&amp;amp;ga_sid=1246841751&amp;amp;ga_hid=824453687&amp;amp;ga_fc=false&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2Fcalendar%2Fweek26&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fpregnancy.baby-gaga.com%2F&amp;amp;lmt=1246841749&amp;amp;dt=1246841750551&amp;amp;u_h=1024&amp;amp;u_w=1280&amp;amp;u_ah=964&amp;amp;u_aw=1280&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=2&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=11&amp;amp;u_nmime=43&amp;amp;flash=10.0.22"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600"&gt; &lt;iframe style="border: 0pt none ;" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" name="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" id="google_ads_iframe_PregnancyWeekly120x600" frameborder="0" height="600" scrolling="no" width="120"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script&gt;GA_googleCreateDomIframe('google_ads_div_PregnancyWeekly120x600' ,'PregnancyWeekly120x600');&lt;/script&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; This is the final week of your second trimester. We won't go on and on about the joys of constipation, but if you’re curious why you’ve got to put up with this much-less-than-fun blockage, it’s basically because you’re producing higher levels of progesterone, which relaxes muscle tissue throughout &lt;span class="quote"&gt;you’re producing higher levels of progesterone, which relaxes muscle tissue throughout your entire body, including the G.I. tract and ultimately slows digestion down… waaaay down&lt;/span&gt; your entire body, including the G.I. tract and ultimately slows digestion down… waaaay down. Not to fear, there are plenty of natural remedies for the joys of constipation, including: increasing your standard fiber intake with fruits and veggies, oatmeal, or whole grains (such as millet, rye and wheat). Another way to get things moving "down there" is to get yourself moving! If you haven’t been very active, try putting some time in walking or swimming. Increasing your general activity levels often inspires a bowel movement without requiring a suppository. Many women also experience restless and jittery legs during the second half of pregnancy. It’s a common condition known as Restless Leg Syndrome (or RLS—not a very creative name). Cutting out caffeine, stretching your calf muscles slowly, and some nice and deep muscle massages are generally effective ways to help deal with RLS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; A few more weeks...I still can't believe that a baby is growing inside me. It just feels so amazing...3 months to go and Baby J is here...We just can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5838228211937693087?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5838228211937693087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5838228211937693087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5838228211937693087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5838228211937693087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-entry-3.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 3'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4479291547623356056</id><published>2009-07-02T08:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:21:16.882+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Week 25'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mommy Journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baby'/><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Week 25: &lt;/b&gt; Turn it around... and around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.baby-gaga.com/pregnancy/fetus/f6.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fetal development in pregnancy week 25:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span id="imgcap"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Your little grower’s physical proportions are evening out at this point and most of their remaining development will largely be weight gain and lots and lots of nervous system development. The good news is: if your child is born premature now they’ll be more likely to survive without too much trauma as their lungs began to produce “surfactant” last week, which means their tiny respiratory system is getting stronger with each passing day. Yes, now’s a good time for a minor sigh of relief and a quick pat on the back. All that hard work and conscientious living is really getting your child prepared for a healthy delivery. Keep up the fabulous work mama! This week they’ll be scootching slowly out of the old breech position and start rotating (already!) into a better position for exit during their birth. Their head and feet are slowly rotating so that the head is pointed down towards the birth canal. Time is short (or really long, depending on who you ask)—just (still!) 14 weeks left before you can go back to being a single-resident human. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how's mom doing?&lt;/b&gt; Trimester two is finally almost over, which means you have that one final trimester of pregnancy to enjoy (and suffer through). You could celebrate this landmark passage by purchasing some piece of clothing designed to make your curvy body look as gorgeous and classy as possible... and don’t let the &lt;span class="quote"&gt;Try to practice good posture—it will alleviate some of the back fatigue as slouching is actually harder on your back&lt;/span&gt; price tag stop you, this is an act of self-love not book-keeping. But before you max out your credit card, remember: you’re only going to get larger, so buy smart. Speaking of larger, you’re obviously carrying more weight now and your back is going to let you know. Don’t let this get you down or make you feel like a weakling—it all comes with the territory of being preggers. Try to practice good posture—it will alleviate some of the back fatigue as slouching is actually harder on your back. It’s also common for women to experience leg cramps during this period. Go ahead, strong arm someone who loves you into giving you a massage. Or if you're lucky enough to have the extra bucks, head to a spa that specializes in pregnancy massages and get the full-treatment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You may have already noticed that your hair seems fuller, thicker, more plentiful and darker-- especially your body hair. There are two basic reasons for this: 1) you're shedding much less (head) hair than you usually do and 2) your body's hormones contribute to the way your body hair is growing right now. Not to worry, all the hairiness will return to normal after you've delivered your baby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; awww...it's such a joy to know that our baby's getting bigger and bigger already. I just can't wait for October! The excitement I am feeling is much more than what I felt during our wedding preps.  14 weeks to go and Baby J's here!! I'm hoping and praying for a safe delivery and a healthy baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week 25 starts to get into my nerves...My feet aches from standing too much or walking too much. And I am getting bigger and bigger too!!! Oh my...How would I shed those extra pounds after birth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe everything will be worth it...Our Baby J will make everything seem perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4479291547623356056?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4479291547623356056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4479291547623356056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4479291547623356056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4479291547623356056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mommy-entry-2.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 2'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4840624924305607258</id><published>2009-06-30T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T16:27:22.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Moment</title><content type='html'>A forwarded email by my hubby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one beautiful moment ends, another begins. Do not hold so tightly that you miss the beauty altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a thankful heart, enjoy the goodness that comes your way in things great and small. The way to make sure you never lose it is to simply let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good time the joys of life come, one after another. Be open and accepting of what is now here, and you'll connect with the abundance that is all around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each moment is a blessing. Treasure its unique gifts and do not rush to the next one, or worry that the last one was insufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relish the beauty that is now, and know that there will be more. Fully live and appreciate what you have right here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this beautiful moment is great and profound treasure. Let it be, and it is always yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; True...sometimes we tend to dwell too much on the past or in the future, that we fail to see the beauty of today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment you have. As the saying goes, "Everyday is a gift, that's why it;s called present"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4840624924305607258?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4840624924305607258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4840624924305607258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4840624924305607258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4840624924305607258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/beautiful-moment.html' title='Beautiful Moment'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-1448269672299806353</id><published>2009-06-26T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:15:24.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man in the Mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King of Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Jackson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Change'/><title type='text'>King of Pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;LOS ANGELES – &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245992325_0"&gt;Michael Jackson&lt;/span&gt;, the "&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245992325_1"&gt;King of Pop&lt;/span&gt;" who once moonwalked above the music world, died Thursday as he prepared for a comeback bid to vanquish nightmare years of sexual scandal and financial calamity. He was 50.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;Jackson died at UCLA Medical Center after being stricken at his rented home in Holmby Hills. Paramedics tried to resuscitate him at his home for nearly three-quarters of an hour, then rushed him to the hospital, where doctors continued to work on him.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;"It is believed he suffered &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245992325_2"&gt;cardiac arrest&lt;/span&gt; in his home. However, the cause of his death is unknown until results of the autopsy are known," his brother Jermaine said. Police said they were investigating, standard procedure in high-profile cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_obit_michael_jackson;_ylt=AsFd3vhRTGfvDCFrfXoQzgyCfNdF&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And that's it...the King of Pop is gone...The controversial music icon passed away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no fan of Michael Jackson. But I do like some of his songs. For his songs have meaning, and sometimes hits bullseye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a tribute to the King of Pop, I want to share one of my favorite MJ songs (aside from I Just Can't Stop Loving You and I'll Be There)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Man In The Mirror"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Gonna Make A Change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;For Once In My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's Gonna Feel Real Good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gonna Make A Difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gonna Make It Right . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;As I, Turn Up The Collar On My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Favourite Winter Coat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I See The Kids In The Street,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;With Not Enough To Eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Who Am I, To Be Blind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pretending Not To See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Their Needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Summer's Disregard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Broken Bottle Top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And A One Man's Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;They Follow Each Other On&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Wind Ya' Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'Cause They Got Nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That's Why I Want You To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;His Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And No Message Could Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Been Any Clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If You Wanna Make The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Better Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(If You Wanna Make The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World A Better Place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Take A Look At Yourself, And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Take A Look At Yourself, And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Na Nah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've Been A Victim Of A Selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kind Of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's Time That I Realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That There Are Some With No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Home, Not A Nickel To Loan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Could It Be Really Me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Pretending That They're Not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Willow Deeply Scarred,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Somebody's Broken Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And A Washed-Out Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Washed-Out Dream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;They Follow The Pattern Of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Wind, Ya' See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cause They Got No Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That's Why I'm Starting With&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Starting With Me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;His Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And No Message Could Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Been Any Clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If You Wanna Make The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Better Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(If You Wanna Make The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World A Better Place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change His&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Change His Ways-Ooh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And No Message Could've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Been Any Clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If You Wanna Make The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Better Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(If You Wanna Make The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World A Better Place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make That . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make That . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Starting With The Man In&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;The Mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror-Oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;His Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Better Change!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No Message Could Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Been Any Clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(If You Wanna Make The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World A Better Place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make The Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(You Gotta Get It Right, While&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Got The Time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;('Cause When You Close Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Can't Close Your . . .Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mind!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Then You Close Your . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mind!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That Man, That Man, That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Man, That Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;With That Man In The Mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror, Oh Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That Man, That Man, That Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Asking Him To Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;His Ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Better Change!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know . . .That Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No Message Could Have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Been Any Clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;If You Wanna Make The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A Better Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(If You Wanna Make The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;World A Better Place)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Take A Look At Yourself And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Then Make A Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Na Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Oh Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gonna Feel Real Good Now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah Yeah! Yeah Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Na Nah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Ooooh . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oh No, No No . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm Gonna Make A Change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's Gonna Feel Real Good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Come On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Change . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Just Lift Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You've Got To Stop It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Yeah!-Make That Change!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I've Got To Make That Change,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Got To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Got To Not Let Yourself . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Brother . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Yeah!-Make That Change!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know-I've Got To Get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;That Man, That Man . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You've Got To&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You've Got To Move! Come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;On! Come On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Got To . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stand Up! Stand Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stand Up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Yeah-Make That Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Stand Up And Lift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yourself, Now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Aaow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Yeah-Make That Change)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Gonna Make That Change . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Come On!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Man In The Mirror)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know It!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You Know . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;(Change . . .)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Make That Change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice song, an eye-opener (just like his other songs like Heal the World). Before changing other people, why don't you start changing yourself first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly "If you cant to make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long King of Pop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1448269672299806353?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1448269672299806353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1448269672299806353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1448269672299806353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>Hurting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but trying hard not to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but some people just don't think before they act (or speak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some just keep on hurting you deliberately. some unconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, it still hurts too much especially when the one hurting you is someone who claims to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much drama in life...it sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it makes one think that you are not important enough or nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth is, they do care. but not enough to know that they are already hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes just letting go, moving on and thinking happy thoughts help ease the pain you are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, the people who hurt you prevent you from letting go as they keep on hurting and hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to live in a world where people don't know how to express their feelings and don't know how to&lt;br /&gt;be sensitive to what others may feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just can't help but feel tired of being so helpless, abandoned, rejected, and neglected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes we even have to beg for someone to give us attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so ironic...they tell you they love you, they tell you they care...but they simply fail to give you&lt;br /&gt;the attention that you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being alone sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crying sucks...it makes your eyes so puffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begging for attention sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurting sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that doesn't suck is the fact that a new life is forming in this world and never will i let him/her,&lt;br /&gt;experience all the hurt, neglect, rejection in this life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll do everything i can to make this world a happy one for him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never...never...never...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-9162517279147410308?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/9162517279147410308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=9162517279147410308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/9162517279147410308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sj7u2vTFqBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YSoFrXH_Abo/s1600-h/eraserheads-old-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sj7u2vTFqBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YSoFrXH_Abo/s320/eraserheads-old-full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349976031539603474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sj7t1Jqe-GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lT_N1mTbS6c/s1600-h/eheads.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sj7t1Jqe-GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lT_N1mTbS6c/s320/eheads.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349974904745687138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have always been and always will be an Eheads fan.  I practically grew up listening to their songs.  I simply love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have an ultimate favorite Eheads song.  And sometimes just listening to this song just makes everything bearable.  Ely's soft voice, the meaningful lyrics and the nice rhythm just makes this song perfect.  And in today's world, where you can see nothing but problems, worries, and anxieties, this song just makes things right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift your head, baby, don't be scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Of the things that could go wrong along the way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll get by with a smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't win at everything but you can try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; - Yes, you can always try...It doesn't matter if you win or you lose. What matters is you did everything you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Baby, you don't have to worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; 'Coz there ain't no need to hurry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said that there's an easy way &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;- hell, yeah! there's never an easy way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they're closing all their doors&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they don't want you anymore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds funny but I'll say it anyway.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'll stay through the bad times&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have to fetch you everyday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get by if you smile&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never be too happy in this life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;- this is true...you can never be too happy...life is supposed to be hard!! hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a world where everybody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hates a happy ending story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's a wonder love can make the world go round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And don't let it bring you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And turn your face into a frown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;- No matter how hard life is, no matter how much your are suffering, never let it get the best of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; You'll get along with a little prayer and a song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;- Oh yeah...prayer really works!!! It's the best cure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too doo doo doo... =)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1582245878802456660?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1582245878802456660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1582245878802456660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1582245878802456660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1582245878802456660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-smile.html' title='Just Smile...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sj7u2vTFqBI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YSoFrXH_Abo/s72-c/eraserheads-old-full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-1810605999412244233</id><published>2009-06-19T10:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:55:57.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A situation that requires a      choice between options that are or seem equally unfavorable or mutually      exclusive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Usage Problem.&lt;/i&gt; A      problem that seems to defy a satisfactory solution.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Logic.&lt;/i&gt; An argument      that presents two alternatives, each of which has the same consequence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;IN BRIEF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; A difficult choice between things that are equally unpleasant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;A &lt;b&gt;dilemma&lt;/b&gt; (Greek δί-λημμα "double &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/lemma-logic" target="_top"&gt;proposition&lt;/a&gt;") is a &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/problem" target="_top"&gt;problem&lt;/a&gt; offering at least two solutions or possibilities, of which none are practically acceptable; one in this position has been traditionally described as "being on the horns of a dilemma", neither horn being comfortable; or "being between a rock and a hard place", since both objects or metaphorical choices being rough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m in a state of dilemma. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Why is life so complicated? Why can’t we just enjoy life as it is? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It’s so hard to choose, knowing that in the end, one has to sacrifice or give something up. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What make things harder are the consequences of choosing one over the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Why should we sacrifice something if we knew we were going to be hurt by the mere thought of losing something so valuable?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why should we hurt? Why should we feel pain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I guess I can never know the answer to these questions…and yet, the fact still remains...sacrifices are a part of life. So is change.  I guess we just have to deal with that. Even if it hurts.  Move on...Let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1810605999412244233?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1810605999412244233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1810605999412244233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1810605999412244233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1810605999412244233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2178132537577922581</id><published>2009-06-18T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T18:12:10.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='multiply'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cross-posting'/><title type='text'>Cross-posting</title><content type='html'>I have just activated the cross-posting feature of blogger and multiply...so i'm just testing if it works!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2178132537577922581?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2178132537577922581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2178132537577922581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2178132537577922581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2178132537577922581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/cross-posting.html' title='Cross-posting'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2210663282610527702</id><published>2009-06-16T13:07:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:04:10.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tierra De Maria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Picnic Grove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagaytay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushroomburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keni Po'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taal Volcano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RSM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cable Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zip Line'/><title type='text'>Our Weekened Getaway @ Tagaytay (a.k.a. My Post Birthday Celebration)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;As mentioned in my prev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;ious post, hubby and I were planning to have a weekend getaway in Tagaytay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;And thank Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;d it pushed through! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;The weather was terrific that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; des&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;pite some rain showers during the week. It was a gr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;eat gift f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;or me.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so excited the day before our trip that I wasn’t a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;le to do an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ything at work. Hehehe…I actually just searched for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; places to go in Tagaytay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been there many times a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nd I wanted to go somewhere we both haven’t been to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, there was not so much choice for us since we will be commuting and most of the unexplored sights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in Tagaytay can only be reached if you have your own vehicle with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh well, since hubby and I are together in this trip, it r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eally didn’t matter a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, without further ado, here’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a rundown of our last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;end’s experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FRIDAY, JUNE 12;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a holiday but we opted to wake up early so that we could already get ready for our trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We left our house at around 9:00AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tagaytay is very much accessi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ble to public transportation and we have a lot of options to choose from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We decided to take th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e SLEX route.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Alaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;g, there are vans tgoing to Ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gaytay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fare is 65 pesos each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not bad if you ask me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we reached Tagaytay, we still d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;idn’t know where to eat lunch. So we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; decided to explore the n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earby restaurants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And we decided to eat at RSM Lutong Bahay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s one of the famous resta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;urants in Tagaytay known for their Bulalo and the magnificent view of Taal Volcano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ed Inihaw na Liempo, Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ked Tahong, 3 cups of rice, 1 mango shake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All in all it cost us 655 pesos…expensive!! but the food was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ugh I was a bit disappointed because there was an ongoing construction and the workers walking around were really distrac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ting and it destroyed our view of the lake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I guess it was no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXuSRosI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R0oMpYOEvSU/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXuSRosI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R0oMpYOEvSU/s320/DSC00595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347788570064167618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXX-3-4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/hwj_uJLBY_U/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXX-3-4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/hwj_uJLBY_U/s320/DSC00579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347788564077214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXX-3-4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/hwj_uJLBY_U/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="lucida grande" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After our sumptuous, but not really lunch, we decided to head off to Mushroomburger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know, I know…we just ate lunch and here we are preparing ourselves for some more food action. Hahaha!! Since both of us wanted to have a taste at the famous Mushroomburger (yeah, we’ve been here many times but we haven’t tasted this famous burger yet…losers, eh??), and the place was actually out of our way, we decided to go there first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcvYg4SlXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NrYwCrsIACU/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcvYg4SlXI/AAAAAAAAAHY/NrYwCrsIACU/s200/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347795180715152754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We ordered Mushroomburger Royal, Mushroomburger with Chees and Spaghetti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It cost us 179 pesos. Whoa!! We were barely in Tagaytay and it already cost us almost a thousand pesos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After our Mushroomburger trip, we went back to Olivarez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, we didn’t know that the terminal was so far from the rotonda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We planned on buying chips and water at 7-11 &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaso sabi ni manong, bawal daw magbaba…hmp! So we asked the driver to drop us off at the nearby mercury durg store where we bought some chips and water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then we decided to ride a tricycle instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It cost us 50 pesos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our next stop was at our reserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d room where we plan to stay for the night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We reserved a room at Keni Po.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The name was actually a Kapampangan term (I’m a Kapampangan), which means “dito po”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I haven’t been there before but since the reviews are good, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we’ve decided to reserve a room for us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The room cost 1500 pesos since it’s a holiday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But on ordinary days, it’s just 1200.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There is also a small pool inside their vicinity.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So that was a plus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Upon a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rrival,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; we were greeted by the attendant and checked-in at once.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We were in Room A. The room was small but n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ice. It was clean, not mabaho, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we were ev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;en provided some toiletries!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We decided t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o rest for a while and watched tv for a few hours.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After resting, we then decided to start our afternoon journey.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We first h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ad our pictures taken at the small garden located at the back of Keni Po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwUnGl3ZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MCY5B3bT1xg/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwUnGl3ZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/MCY5B3bT1xg/s200/DSC00631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347796213177900434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwUVDnWAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VW5aOwWLmnI/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwUVDnWAI/AAAAAAAAAHo/VW5aOwWLmnI/s200/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347796208333576194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwTwziZiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-9hWodsoyIs/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcwTwziZiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-9hWodsoyIs/s200/DSC00612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347796198602466850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcswHEROFI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ezO311jVVR0/s1600-h/DSC00612.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The landscape was simple but nice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We also had a glimpse of the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the pictorial, we headed off to Picnic Grove.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We’ve been here many times but it seems like a sin not to drop by…hehehe... there were a lot of people in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;side when we ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rived.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A lot of kids flying kites, families having their picnics, lovers ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ving some “alone” time.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was such a nice scene.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Very much different from what we’ve seen a few years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; back (also on my bday).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it’s really sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; that the palce was no longer that attractive.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The cabanas/cottages were a bit run down, the main office (big nipa hut at the center) was already old and torn down.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The facilities were primitive! Their only selling point is the great view of &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Taal&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And also, they have a new attraction, the Zip Line and Cable car.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I would’ve loved to try it but since I’m carrying my precious baby, I can’t try it yet…maybe next year…hahahha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYVPO6rI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RG2d0ddg60k/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYVPO6rI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/RG2d0ddg60k/s200/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347797376613411506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxXaNVFZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/KGOk7oToFIc/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxXaNVFZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/KGOk7oToFIc/s200/DSC00667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347797360767735186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYIQBOuI/AAAAAAAAAII/pgCxsWJ5quA/s1600-h/DSC00637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYIQBOuI/AAAAAAAAAII/pgCxsWJ5quA/s200/DSC00637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347797373127047906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYjQhJlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qUeYL-h72t0/s1600-h/DSC00676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxYjQhJlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/qUeYL-h72t0/s200/DSC00676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347797380376897106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxXx_WR4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VKetEpncvo8/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcxXx_WR4I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VKetEpncvo8/s200/DSC00639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347797367151544194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent a few hours there. We were just people-gazing. We ate our Mushroomburgers – for me I think it was just so overrated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There was nothing special about it. it tasted like ordinary burger (except for the fact that it was mushroomburger…hehehe…).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We planned on going to People’s Park but I decided against it later because my aching feet might just spoil our fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we were both tired from watching people, we headed off to Tierra De Maria.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have been here only once, when ate Jobeth introduced as to the place.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I told Jake that it would be nice if we could drop by and say a little prayer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The palce was full of people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We prayed for a while and then headed back to Keni Po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcynSpot9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/A-T0ZlDAVwE/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcynSpot9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/A-T0ZlDAVwE/s200/DSC00692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347798733128513490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcynMiqMHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JYXhHa9HqbY/s1600-h/DSC00679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcynMiqMHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/JYXhHa9HqbY/s200/DSC00679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347798731488637042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, it was already starting to get dark.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We watched tv, and then ordered our food from the hotel’s room service.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Their meals was really affordable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ordered Pork with Oyster Sauce, Garlic Kangkong and Sinigang , extra rice, coke.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Total Cost: 305.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The food tasted good! It was not haphazardly done, and the presentation was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjczIkarV2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/emb0KcJEG-4/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjczIkarV2I/AAAAAAAAAJA/emb0KcJEG-4/s200/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347799304833292130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After dinner, I was really exhausted that I decided to lie down for awhile, wile hubby watched NBA. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I got so sleepy already that I told my hubby that it was time for me to close my eyes…hehehehe…and when I woke up, it was already morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We didn’t have plans in the morning so I asked my hubby to accompany me to the nearby Colette’s store to buy some pasalubong.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I bought Buko Pie, Uraro Cookies, Caramel Tart, 2 Espasol. Total Cost: 405.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjczf3ow8TI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T9V4dEuVS-A/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjczf3ow8TI/AAAAAAAAAJI/T9V4dEuVS-A/s200/DSC00722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347799705129644338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were about to return to the hotel when we saw a nearby Gotohan.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Knowing that Jake loved lugaw/goto, and that we were both starving, I asked him if he wanted to eat.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And so we did…the lugaw as not perfect. Pero pwede na din…our order: 1 Lugaw with egg, 1 Goto with Egg, 1 big water. Total Cost 79 pesos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjcz23CNEyI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VkY6UjkofjQ/s1600-h/DSC00727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjcz23CNEyI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VkY6UjkofjQ/s200/DSC00727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347800100104901410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjcz3NBF1hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uEYv45ivTzY/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjcz3NBF1hI/AAAAAAAAAJY/uEYv45ivTzY/s200/DSC00721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347800106005812754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Upon returning to the hotel, we decided to take a dip by the pool and see if we can tolerate the coolness of the water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I’m glad it was tolerable! It was not freezing cold and we had the pool to ourselves! We had some pictures taken and after an hour, we headed back to our room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WxcvntI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fSPo8P7zF0k/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WxcvntI/AAAAAAAAAJw/fSPo8P7zF0k/s200/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347800648361418450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WrzAjsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hP5dzXWzKBY/s1600-h/DSC00733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WrzAjsI/AAAAAAAAAJo/hP5dzXWzKBY/s200/DSC00733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347800646844190402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WYt_a5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/97-u44PcUUQ/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Sjc0WYt_a5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/97-u44PcUUQ/s200/DSC00740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347800641722870674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After dressing up, we deciede to just have our lunch in the hotel, so we ordered Tocino with egg, Danggit with egg, reheated sinigang from the previous night, and mango juice. Total cost: 178.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so hungry then that I forgot to take pictures of our food.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was so full that I just wanted to sleep again…hahhaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We decided to extend our stay for 2 hours more. So we had to pay 200 pesos for that.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At 2pm. We checked out and then we headed off to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our trip was just short, simple but sweet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was nice to take some time off from all anxieties in life and just have fun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was also great to spend quality time with my hubby.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The weekened was great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I’m looking forward to having another getaway with my hubby and soon with our baby. =) (see more pics at www.dashingjake.multiply.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-family: lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2210663282610527702?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2210663282610527702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2210663282610527702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2210663282610527702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2210663282610527702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-weekened-getaway-tagaytay-aka-my.html' title='Our Weekened Getaway @ Tagaytay (a.k.a. My Post Birthday Celebration)'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SjcpXuSRosI/AAAAAAAAAGw/R0oMpYOEvSU/s72-c/DSC00595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-647601673294265293</id><published>2009-06-10T11:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T11:14:32.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Rants and Raves of a 26 year-old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I woke up wondering if yesterday was really my birthday.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday went by so fast…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;And I didn’t even have time to reflect on the things that I needed to be thankful for. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have actually been whining about yesterday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I honestly didn’t feel good about anything. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was not happy.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I was greeted by friends (who remembered), family and colleagues. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some sincere, some obliged.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I used to love my day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But yesterday was entirely different.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t feel anything special about the day. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was just an ordinary day for me. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And I felt sad about it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I am actually not used to celebrating my birthday extravagantly. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just do things that I felt like doing for the day. Spend a day off from work, spend time with my loved one, simple dinner with the family, a simple surprise.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But yesterday, I only got a few of my wishes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I spent a whole day at work, I spent a few hours with my hubby, and no dinner with family, and no surprise. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was sad, really.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hubby kept telling me to cheer up. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But I just couldn’t. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t feel like celebrating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just felt like my day is passing me by.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Now I’m wondering…are birthdays for the children only? Should adults be exempted from celebrating their birthdays? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As I reflect on these thoughts, I realized that the child in me would always want to celebrate my day.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s just sad that I wasn’t able to celebrate it the way I wanted to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Anyway, moving forward…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I actually have a lot of things to be thankful for. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;For one, it’s good to still be alive. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;God has given me another year in life and I am deeply thankful for it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have also received blessings for the past year. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am thankful that I am already married to the one I love. And we are expecting our little baby soon.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have a new job.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I met new friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It warms my heart to know that despite all my angst in life, God has still given me blessings which made life worth living.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Still…a birthday celebration would be nice…hahaha!! &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;By the way, I can’t wait for Friday to come. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a holiday here in the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and my hubby and I will be having a weekend getaway…sort of post-birthday celebration. =)  I just hope i'm in the mood to smile by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-647601673294265293?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/647601673294265293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=647601673294265293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/647601673294265293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/647601673294265293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/rants-and-raves-of-26-year-old.html' title='Rants and Raves of a 26 year-old'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8900764170419250122</id><published>2009-06-09T10:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:27:24.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurirays'/><title type='text'>From the Kurirays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Si3IYYfWAEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/X6-crBVUVpU/s1600-h/birthday.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Si3IYYfWAEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/X6-crBVUVpU/s400/birthday.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345148653974978626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            Thanks Kurirays!! Special Thanks to Yuwan for this Cute e-Card =) Love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8900764170419250122?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8900764170419250122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8900764170419250122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8900764170419250122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8900764170419250122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-kurirays.html' title='From the Kurirays!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/Si3IYYfWAEI/AAAAAAAAAGg/X6-crBVUVpU/s72-c/birthday.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3245849105599018603</id><published>2009-06-09T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:11:18.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennyvee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26'/><title type='text'>Just Another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I woke up at 5:30 in the morning and got ready for work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was not feeling anything new or special.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just felt like today was going to be JUST another day for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So what makes this day different from the others? It’s my birthday…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is the first time in years that I went to work on my birthday. Why did I even bother getting up early? I should be at home and enjoying myself, right? Oh well…since I didn’t have anyone to celebrate the day with, I decided to just go to work.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hubby couldn’t take a leave from work and that makes me so sad…Oh, to add to my misery, i think i just lost my new umbrella...it saddens me coz i love that umbrella! and it cost me a few hundred bucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This may not be the worst birthday, but definitely this is not the best.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know I should be happy but I just don’t feel like it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Anyway, the day is just starting…I just hope it gets better from here…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Happy 26&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Jennyvee! Oh gosh, I’m getting old…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3245849105599018603?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3245849105599018603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3245849105599018603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3245849105599018603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3245849105599018603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-another-day.html' title='Just Another Day'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6778503819808113945</id><published>2009-06-05T12:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:20:06.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ericsson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza Hut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kurirays'/><title type='text'>My 1st Kuriray Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;First things first...what is Kurirays? Who are the Kurirays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how i would define Kurirays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kurirays&lt;/span&gt; is a group of people from different teams/groups bonded together by their love for fun, stories, and free-flowing laughter. Founded last July 2008, Kurirays used to be called "Lunch mates" (tama ba yuwan? hehe).  From a small group of people, it has now evolved into one of the biggest group of friends in our workplace.  This is Kurirays...and this is where the fun begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to dinner with the Kurirays.  They were actually celebrating one of their member's promotion as Team Lead.  Ate Arlyn, the mommy of the group, has just been officially announced as the Team Lead of the Global Reporting Team.  Congrats Ate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to their celebration, we will also be having our "initiation" into the group.  We are the so-called neophyte Kurirays.  The get together is also a send-off party to another member, who will be spending a few days in a foreign land.  Det-det, don't forget our pasalubong!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been agreed that we will be having dinner at Pizza Hut Park Square.  It was a good thing I was able to come with them. Little did I know that this will be one of the momentous dinners in my life...hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the evening started, we placed our orders (thanks to Sulit Panalo Meals of Pizza Hut. @99 each, Sulit at Panalo talaga!). While waiting for our orders to arrive, Ü 1 , officially started the program proper -- yes there is a program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually don't remember much of the things we talked about last night.  I only remember having so much fun and laughing so hard till my head hurts.  This group sure know how to have a good laugh despite the stress and angst of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At then end of the event, I was already starting to worry how in the world will I get home?! It was raining hard and the thought of standing in a long line of passengers waiting for the van to arrive was really nerve-wracking.  But thankfully, when we stepped out of Pizza Hut, it was no longer raining hard, and the queue for the van was not that long. And then I suddenly realized that I need not worry about rain and long lines because as the evening ended, we were now officially part of the Kurirays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening was really a stress reliever for me.  And i think the others would agree too.  I have actually been thinking about a lot of things lately and it's really good to take my mind off things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the Kurirays for this wonderful night.  And thanks for welcoming us to the group.  Ate Lisa, Ate Arlyn, Ü 1, Detdet, Vicky, Emie, Dess, Jan, Mishelle, Carole, Alma, Jeena (hope i didn't miss out anybody)--- looking forward to more fun filled moments with you guys! And thanks to Pizza Hut Park Square branch for my birthday ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabuhay ang Kurirays! (pictures to follow -- di ko pa naga-grab kay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ü 1 eh! hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6778503819808113945?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6778503819808113945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6778503819808113945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6778503819808113945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6778503819808113945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-1st-kuriray-experience.html' title='My 1st Kuriray Experience'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7376407087092810684</id><published>2009-06-03T08:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:48:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mommy Entry # 1</title><content type='html'>It feels good to tell the world that I'm going to be a mom soon and that Jake's going to be a dad soon...it just feels good to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course carrying a baby inside you isn't easy.  A lot of changes has been and is taking place.  Sometimes it freaks me out but oftentimes it keeps me amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to share our baby's 1st and 2nd ultrasound images.  The 1st one was taken using Transvi ultrasound (that was when we have yet to confirm that I am having a baby). I was 6 weeks pregnant then.  The 2nd one was taken using a Pelvic ultrasound.  I was on my 19th week then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiXSP158gxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F3CZ7ZKA9oI/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiXSP158gxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F3CZ7ZKA9oI/s320/DSC00419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342907702554952466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiXSQPHaZII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/D13eSnWLFaA/s1600-h/DSC00417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiXSQPHaZII/AAAAAAAAAGQ/D13eSnWLFaA/s320/DSC00417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342907709322323074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The images are just amazing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7376407087092810684?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7376407087092810684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7376407087092810684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7376407087092810684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7376407087092810684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-mommy-entry-1.html' title='My Mommy Entry # 1'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiXSP158gxI/AAAAAAAAAGI/F3CZ7ZKA9oI/s72-c/DSC00419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2488839216159891259</id><published>2009-06-02T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:29:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding Vow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiSa6xH8r_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YZpGI-fFGrg/s1600-h/18-19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiSa6xH8r_I/AAAAAAAAAF4/YZpGI-fFGrg/s320/18-19.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342565392378015730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I appreciated the fact that Jake took time to compose his vow.  It was a sweet vow.  Thought not completely original, I still felt the sinc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;erity in his words.  My vow was...ok, as i mentioned before..hahaha...after i heard his vow, i felt quite ashamed of mine! hehehe..well, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bride's Wedding Vow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jake,&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I could never find the words to say what I’m feeling right now. The past 11 years of my life have been nothing but wonderful. Yes, we had our share of misunderstandings and problems but it never hindered us from staying together. A lot of people doubted if this relationship will last because we were too young then, to know how it is to love and be loved…and we’ve proved them wrong. And we have also shown ourselves that love knows no boundaries…and indeed, age doesn’t matter.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And now, 11 years has passed and our love for each other still remains and has grown stronger over the years. We are now entering a new chapter in our lives and I am glad that we did it together.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Today, in front of God, our families and dear friends, I now promise to be one with you in taking this journey together, to remain faithful and to always keep our love in my heart. I promise to be a good wife to you, a mother to our future kids, a partner and a friend.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;If I were given a chance to revisit one day in my past, it would be the day I met you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love you and I will always choose to love you. No hesitations, no inhibitions, no ifs, no buts…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you FOREVER&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Groom's Wedding Vow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was once told that the joy in life is not hearing the words I love you… but being lucky enough to say it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“I love you Jen”.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It has been 11 years and yet up to this day I haven’t figured out how you manage to always put a smile in my heart without even doing anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You have found joy in my happiness, I know how you dislike watching action movies but you always try to put a convincing face whenever I ask you to watch one with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;You always think of ways to make me happy, so far researching on new recipes to cook for me never ceases to surprise me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your little ways reminds me that I will spend my waking moments with you, I believe that eternity unfolds everyday when I’m with you.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;You make me feel the most important person in the whole world,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;They can take all the wealth that I have but I would still be rich as long as I have you because that’s what you are to me, a gift from God.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I could promise to hold you and to cherish you…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could promise to be there in sickness and in health…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could say ‘til death do us part but I won’t…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Those vows are for optimistic couples, the one’s that have full of hope and I do not&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stand here on my wedding day optimistic or full of hope..&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I am not optimistic, I am not hopeful…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am sure, I am steady&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am sure that we are meant to be together, that you are my partner, my lover, my very&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;bestfriend, my soulmate…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My heart beats for you…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;And on this day, the day of our wedding I promise you this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I promise you that I will lay my heart at the palm of your hands…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I promise you me…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I love you “My Loves”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiScdK03UwI/AAAAAAAAAGA/OdIPeZYlg88/s1600-h/38-39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bride’s Shoes: Suki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 1.2k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My shoes wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;s one thing that took me ag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;es to fin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;d. I didn’t want the usual white pointed bridal shoes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wanted one which I cou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ld still use after the wedding (at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt; parties, maybe?) &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I saw the shoes from Suki, I thought to myself, this is it…I fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;und my shoes. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;What worried me were the heels. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt; was abou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;t 3.5 inches. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;s only confortable wearing up to 2 inch heels.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave it 4 stars because…my fee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…mayb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cause t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey were new… =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrEYyLoQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ge7-fKeM6uU/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28124%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrEYyLoQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ge7-fKeM6uU/s200/Jake-Jen+%28124%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342231306108117250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrEYyLoQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ge7-fKeM6uU/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28124%29.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Groom’s Shoes: Milano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 800&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another last minute buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ce &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s, affordable.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrvBdeiXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dj1HqmbIA6c/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28132%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrvBdeiXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dj1HqmbIA6c/s200/Jake-Jen+%28132%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232038581635442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Invites/Guestbook/Unity Candle/Missallette: DIY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtwRwLPWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sspPs052cx4/s1600-h/RJL_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtwRwLPWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/sspPs052cx4/s200/RJL_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342234259158154594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNsg3lt6II/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wpf4D0Iops0/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28225%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNsg3lt6II/AAAAAAAAAEY/Wpf4D0Iops0/s200/Jake-Jen+%28225%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342232894925301890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: Labor of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wedding Invites are very expensive and I didn’t want to have an invite which looks the same as any other invite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I decided to make our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was really a labor of love because I only got to do the invites during weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was thankful because Jake was also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eager to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rating is 5 stars an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;d beyond!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guestbook/Missa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lette/Unity Candle: DIY&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtwN6pm0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/sctxrfqbvGo/s1600-h/RJL_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtwN6pm0I/AAAAAAAAAEo/sctxrfqbvGo/s200/RJL_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342234258128345922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtPBHoRDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XecFr2cHk_0/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%2896%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNtPBHoRDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XecFr2cHk_0/s200/Jake-Jen+%2896%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342233687757440050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also didn’t want the traditional signature frame. I wanted a customized guestbook – with our pictures on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but since guestbook lay-outing and printing cost a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ot, I made our own guestbook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I loved them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Missalette Covers and Unity Candle were also customized by me! Simple, yet appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridal Car/Tarpaulin: CRV c/o Kuya Engel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We were so lucky to borrow Kuya Engel’s C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RV as my bridal car. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special thanks to him because he served as our driver for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He also provided the tarpaulin and projector. By the way, he was also our ninong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNvSttOdRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fYX7-WG8RHE/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28445%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNvSttOdRI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fYX7-WG8RHE/s200/Jake-Jen+%28445%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342235950289155346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pre-Cana Seminar: Jesus the Divine Healer Parish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: PCJ Parish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A recommended seminar for all soon-to-be married couples.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Very enlightening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he 2-day session was really worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNwfZU-hiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qOXgbRAPY3M/s1600-h/091320081228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNwfZU-hiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qOXgbRAPY3M/s320/091320081228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342237267668665890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNwfZU-hiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/qOXgbRAPY3M/s1600-h/091320081228.jpg"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bible: Salesiana Don Bosco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: Php300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wanted a white bible. We have searched different book stores and religious stores but we found none. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we visited Fr. Rene, we dropped by the Book store in Don Bosco and there we found our Bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave it 4 stars because I wanted a bigger one &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, this is all they have. It’s a cute bible nonetheless.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNxUc14GRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TwfZPdC1g-Y/s1600-h/RJL_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNxUc14GRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/TwfZPdC1g-Y/s320/RJL_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342238179145029906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5781950374224847117?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5781950374224847117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5781950374224847117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5781950374224847117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5781950374224847117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-suppliers-ratings-part-4.html' title='Wedding Suppliers&apos; Ratings Part 4'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNrEYyLoQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ge7-fKeM6uU/s72-c/Jake-Jen+%28124%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4556209717485012518</id><published>2009-06-01T11:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:08:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Suppliers' Ratings Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wedding Ring: c/o mama Elsie’s Alah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" lang="SV" &gt;ero&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: Mama Elsie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 9k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Affordable…the diamonds were a gift f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rom Mama Elsie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though not really our ideal ring, still we love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I gave them 3 stars because t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he rig was not “pu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lido”. Bu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t again, it’s fine with us. Simple and it fits well.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNSbaf8FrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9EVqm4JJE-c/s1600-h/RJL_0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNSbaf8FrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9EVqm4JJE-c/s200/RJL_0007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342204213914769074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Flowers: Mang Boy Mahusay / Dangwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 10k (Bridal bouquet, 10 principal Sponsors, 5 entourage, 2 flower girls, 2 offertory baskets, 1 bridal car, loose petals, hairpiece for flower girls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: Weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I only gave them 3 stars because the flowers were not in accordance to our co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;otif.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Buti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; na lang I love my bouquet!! It’s purple!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNTbw9Q91I/AAAAAAAAADY/c0rrmWC8hEE/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28219%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNTbw9Q91I/AAAAAAAAADY/c0rrmWC8hEE/s200/Jake-Jen+%28219%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342205319454979922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNTzhPPX9I/AAAAAAAAADg/w5Uf9bPWe9Q/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28135%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNTzhPPX9I/AAAAAAAAADg/w5Uf9bPWe9Q/s200/Jake-Jen+%28135%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342205727552266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNTzhPPX9I/AAAAAAAAADg/w5Uf9bPWe9Q/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28135%29.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Priest: Fr. Rene Lagaya SDB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: &lt;st2:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:sn st="on"&gt;St.&lt;/st1:sn&gt; &lt;st1:middlename st="on"&gt;Rita&lt;/st1:middlename&gt; &lt;st1:sn st="on"&gt;College&lt;/st1:sn&gt;&lt;/st2:place&gt; (former school chaplain)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I so love Fr. Rene! We were very thankful because he was the one who officiated our wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jake and I were sweethearts back in high school and we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; used to ask Fr. Rene to bless us during Valentine’s Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His blessings proved to be effective for us! That’s why when we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; decided to get married, we wanted to get him to officiate the rites.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNhS-0SA2I/AAAAAAAAADo/2lr89n7It4M/s1600-h/EMV_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNhS-0SA2I/AAAAAAAAADo/2lr89n7It4M/s200/EMV_0666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342220561719362402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNhS-0SA2I/AAAAAAAAADo/2lr89n7It4M/s1600-h/EMV_0666.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Groom’s Barong: Barong Tagalog SM Southmall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 6k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was so hard to choose a nice Barong for Jake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For one, I didn’t want him to wear anything that would make him look like the rest. So I was very choosy. When I saw this Barong a mere 2 weeks before the wedding, I told Jake that this is it. A very unique Barong indeed.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNiMUFRu0I/AAAAAAAAADw/Yf2PhV3Nfjk/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28107%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNiMUFRu0I/AAAAAAAAADw/Yf2PhV3Nfjk/s200/Jake-Jen+%28107%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342221546680335170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4556209717485012518?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4556209717485012518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4556209717485012518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4556209717485012518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4556209717485012518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-suppliers-ratings-part-3.html' title='Wedding Suppliers&apos; Ratings Part 3'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNSbaf8FrI/AAAAAAAAADQ/9EVqm4JJE-c/s72-c/RJL_0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2844772644696121907</id><published>2009-06-01T11:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:54:15.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Suppliers' Ratings Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photo/Video: RJL Digital Photography and Videography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 37k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Ninong Bobby is my g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;odfather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;He has been the family’s official photographer and vodeographe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;r for years now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;He was even my parents’ photographer and videographer during their wedding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;His package was affordable compared to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; only gave him 4 stars because the shots were mostly traditional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; nevertheless, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;y were able to capture our moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNKePGnqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmOWefwfYns/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%281168%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNKePGnqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmOWefwfYns/s200/Jake-Jen+%281168%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195466302367922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNKePGnqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmOWefwfYns/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%281168%29.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Backup Photographer: Espesyal na Ngiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 4k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love Jeff and Christine! They are really easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to talk to. And I was even surprised that they are also newlyweds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We opted to get backup photographers because we wanted to have non-traditional shots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And their package is really affordable! I love their wedding photostory AVP. Another w@w find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super sulit. Of course, 5 stars! And if I were given the chance to get them as photographers again, of course I would!! Maybe on my baby’s 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; bday?? Hmmm… that’s a thought.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNMboT-gyI/AAAAAAAAACo/FkHICKaz9go/s1600-h/enn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNMboT-gyI/AAAAAAAAACo/FkHICKaz9go/s200/enn.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342197620552925986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HMUA: Michelle Zapanta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 9.5k (Including Trial Makeup, Bride+2pax, grooming of groom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) (800 addl head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another w@w find. Affordable, but the quality of his (yes, he is a HE) work is really superb. I had my trial make-up 2 months before the wedding (just in time for the prenup pictorial). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cided to book him right there and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was so easy to talk to and he really knows what he is doi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ng. And he uses imported products too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’m so happy with my hair and makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So happy that I eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n got him to do my makeup during our Christmas Party! =)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNOH5o_8hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xL6wnQeDWaE/s1600-h/Jake+%26+Jen+%2882%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNOH5o_8hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/xL6wnQeDWaE/s200/Jake+%26+Jen+%2882%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342199480630374930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNOHvWZn6I/AAAAAAAAACw/p-S9aRp8z7c/s1600-h/EMV_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNOHvWZn6I/AAAAAAAAACw/p-S9aRp8z7c/s200/EMV_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342199477868011426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Cupcake&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Tower&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;: Yumi Castrillo’s Piece of Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 7.8k / 100pcs cupcakes + cutting cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: Weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yumi is a lawyer by profession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But according to her, being a lawyer is just her sideline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yumi is nice and easy to talk to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Her packages are really affordable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunately, we were not able to have a taste of her cupcake during our meeting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I just relied on w@w s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isses’ good reviews. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just told her my motif and my preference as to what the tower would look like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She delivered well and the cupcakes were delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compared to traditional fondant cakes, cupcakes I think are more worth your money because everyone gets to take a piece of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh by the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;way, the cutting cake was also yummy!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNPmtVwEyI/AAAAAAAAADA/KW8Iex5MVLM/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28726%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNPmtVwEyI/AAAAAAAAADA/KW8Iex5MVLM/s200/Jake-Jen+%28726%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342201109415990050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNPmtVwEyI/AAAAAAAAADA/KW8Iex5MVLM/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28726%29.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hotel: Parque España&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 15k (2 days/2 nights, 3 bedroom suite)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hotel was nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The staff were accommodating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compared to other hotels within the vicinity, Parque is more affordable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too bad I was not able to take a dip at their pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But their breakfast buffet was really good!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNQkI5VK5I/AAAAAAAAADI/Wl_oiyOdeFI/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28436%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNQkI5VK5I/AAAAAAAAADI/Wl_oiyOdeFI/s200/Jake-Jen+%28436%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342202164784999314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2844772644696121907?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2844772644696121907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2844772644696121907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2844772644696121907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2844772644696121907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-suppliers-ratings-part-2.html' title='Wedding Suppliers&apos; Ratings Part 2'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNKePGnqLI/AAAAAAAAACg/mmOWefwfYns/s72-c/Jake-Jen+%281168%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8757028246027150798</id><published>2009-06-01T10:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T14:24:59.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BF Homes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='310'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presentation of the Child Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally mesmerized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oskar Peralta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Palmier 310'/><title type='text'>Wedding Suppliers' Ratings Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my suppliers' ratings and some pics:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***** - Outstanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**** - Very Good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** - Good, could be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;** - Bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* - Never get them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Church: PCJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 7k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The “ATEs” in PCJ are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ly nice and they respond t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o our queries even just through text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They were really easy to talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to. Though not our top choice, but because due to the proximity and the services we got from them, I give them 5 stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNEpA3NTEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ebU2fGVekcI/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28631%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNEpA3NTEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ebU2fGVekcI/s320/Jake-Jen+%28631%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342189054388423746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reception Venue and Food: Palmier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: approx. 80k for 150pax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I didn’t even know that such a place exists in BF Homes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I just got some information through a wedsite of one of the w@w sisses.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;I asked my hubby if he wants to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; take a look at the place because it looks nice and cozy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We booked them 10 months in advance.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After 2 months, we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alled the venue and asked for our account officer.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And we were shocked to find out t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hat he was no longer connected with them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So we immediately asked the new marketing officer if our name is in their calendar and thank God it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Melissa was really nice to talk to.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We had a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of questions for her and a lot of requests.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Almost all requests were granted.&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Their food was also good and cheap.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The service was not superb but it was ok. The place was cozy. But since it’s an open venue area, the ventilation they provided &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;was not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNFt2q9nOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kds0u8ESEOc/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28747%29.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNFt2q9nOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kds0u8ESEOc/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28747%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNFt2q9nOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/kds0u8ESEOc/s320/Jake-Jen+%28747%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342190237063683298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiN0BC3ubmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/55HopXl3oDs/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28738%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiN0BC3ubmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/55HopXl3oDs/s320/Jake-Jen+%28738%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342241144290831970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiN0BcCjDNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o3BITILowwI/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%28763%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiN0BcCjDNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/o3BITILowwI/s320/Jake-Jen+%28763%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342241151047109842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gowns: Oskar Peralta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: Undisclosed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: My lola Margie (+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never in my life have I dreamed that I would wear a designer gown on my wedding day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was enough for me that the gown I will be wearing fits, looks good on me and will make me look like a bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oskar Peralta was never an option for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But lo and behold, I had the chance to wear a gown designed by him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was really a long story and I don’t want to go into details of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why 3 stars? We had problems communicating with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fitting schedules were really a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;headache for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;n panicked when we were told that the pillows, veil, and cord were not included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But when we picked up the gowns, it was there—with matching headpiece for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also, there was a miscommunication on the day itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I thought no one was going to help me dress up. But thank God, he showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But nevertheless, my gown was perfect. I love it. Everybody loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mothers’ gowns were also fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The entourage gowns were ok except for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was not satisfied with my MOH’s gown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it was ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNG180PfrI/AAAAAAAAACA/_fBniozP62k/s1600-h/Jake-Jen+%2836%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNG180PfrI/AAAAAAAAACA/_fBniozP62k/s320/Jake-Jen+%2836%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191475663797938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNG2H6evHI/AAAAAAAAACI/hC9qtte1SIA/s1600-h/RJL_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNG2H6evHI/AAAAAAAAACI/hC9qtte1SIA/s320/RJL_0143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191478642752626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNG2H6evHI/AAAAAAAAACI/hC9qtte1SIA/s1600-h/RJL_0143.JPG"&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Choir: Totally Mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peso Power: 6k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: weddingsatwork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh I love this group!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I joined w@w, I kept on stumbling on their group’s name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they had so much positive feedbacks from the couples they rendered their service to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I decided to set up a meeting with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since they were from &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cavite&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, I didn’t have any problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;It was nice talking to Diane and the rest of the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s such a small world when I found out that Diane used to work for JGC Phils, the company I was working for during that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had so many requests for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I am so lucky to have found this group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They services are so affordable, the come to your wedding on time, and in complete costume!! They were in gowns! Oh I just love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The guests were amazed with their voices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was just heavenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I gave them 5 stars.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNH2ztXF-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wXwiQCBB-Ds/s1600-h/RJL_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNH2ztXF-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wXwiQCBB-Ds/s320/RJL_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342192589910513634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8757028246027150798?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8757028246027150798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8757028246027150798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8757028246027150798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8757028246027150798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-suppliers-ratings-part-1.html' title='Wedding Suppliers&apos; Ratings Part 1'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNEpA3NTEI/AAAAAAAAABw/ebU2fGVekcI/s72-c/Jake-Jen+%28631%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4189904179107364643</id><published>2009-05-29T10:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:11:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wedding Kwento Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we arrived at 310, it was raining.  I couldn’t help but notice that the luminaries were not lit up, the songs they were playing were not my song choices, the tarpaulin was not setup and everything was just…magulo.  But it was actually ok with me…I was happy and it didn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, Michelle came with me to the room, and started retouching my makeup.  And I was hearing the guests settle themselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to make our grand entrance as a couple.  We were introduced by our emcee, Ate Vive.  Thank God the DJ got the entrance song right this time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the program came and went.  The traditions first, the dove, cake and wine. Another glitch—the wine we drank was not wine…it was…SPRITE!! Hahahaha!!! The wine were supposed to use was accidentally dropped and spilled.  So no more wine for us! Ahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, so many glitches, eh??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then dinner time for the guests and photo shoot.  I was so hungry but we didn’t have time to eat because we had to smile and smile and smile.  In the background, Totally Mesmerized was singing beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it rained! Again!!  Thank God we were able to finish the pictorials.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the program continued. I sang a special number for my groom (now husband).  My father sang a special song for me.  We performed the money dance tradition.  And some messages from our relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we were done!! We had our pictorials again by the garden (the rain stopped this time, thank God).  And the day was finished…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was tired, I was famished, my feet were aching, but I was happy! More than anything! The day was just perfect.  We were married and that’s all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned from my wedding day is that it doesn’t matter what happens during the wedding day.  If it rained, if the guests didn’t make it, if the DJ didn’t play the right song, if the wine bottle broke, if…if...if…if… What matters is that I am now married to the man I have loved for the past 11 years.  The man who I practically spent my teen years with.  And now, we are starting a new life together.  And we are in bliss… =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNi2k52LoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0BwG_LaZdfI/s1600-h/Jake+%26+Jen+%281319%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNi2k52LoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0BwG_LaZdfI/s200/Jake+%26+Jen+%281319%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342222272750300802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh this post is really long…but I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it.  Supplier’s rating to follow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4189904179107364643?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4189904179107364643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4189904179107364643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4189904179107364643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4189904179107364643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wedding-kwento-part-3.html' title='My Wedding Kwento Part 3'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SiNi2k52LoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0BwG_LaZdfI/s72-c/Jake+%26+Jen+%281319%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3084340111693291072</id><published>2009-05-29T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:32:28.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wedding Kwento Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;By the time we went out, the weather was gloomy (I was already praying then that it won’t rain).  And then…it started to sprinkle…oh what a disaster my wedding would be, or so I thought.  It was also kind of traffic along Alabang-Zapote Rd (It was a Saturday), and the guard from BF Homes almost prevented us from entering the gate…I thought I would have to get out of the car and point out that it is my wedding day and the church was inside the Village…anyway, they were kind enough to let us pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived at the Church, almost everyone was there.  My relatives, Jake’s relatives, our friends, our suppliers, and a lot more.  I thought I would have time to make chika to my friends but then Michelle suddenly entered the car and started to retouch my makeup.  Oh he made me really pretty that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the organizers from the Church already starting to instruct the entourage.  And then I heard the choir sing my special request – Canon in D Acapella version.  It was just so heavenly.  And then my time to shine came…I got out of the car, and Christine was fixing my gown.  Ate was actually instructing me to go walk with my parents.  I told her I want to have my “moment” ahahahah!!! So I met my parents half-way through the altar, to the tune of “Perfect Moment” by Martine Mccutcheon.  Another glitch here, the CD almost didn’t play…it was already the chorus when Diane began to sing. Oh anyway, her voice was beautiful that I didn’t mind the glitch.  By the way, by this time, it was raining pretty hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking, I was concentrating on NOT tripping. I actually didn’t notice anyone.  My eyes were just glued to my groom, who I saw was on the verge of tears!!! I couldn’t help but smile…he was such a lucky man...hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we were at the altar together, where Fr. Rene greeted us.  The ceremony started. Everyone loved Fr. Rene.  He was our former school chaplain back in high school and we wanted him to marry us.  His homily was really long, as always. But we loved it! There was no dull moment there.  It was very light but full of meaning.  We simply loved the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came my dreaded moment…the vows.  I was really not prepared with my vow.  I just finished it the night before! Shame on me…Jake said his vows first (vow to be posted later).  I was so touched with his vow.  It was so sweet.  My vow was…ok…ahhahaha…I admit, he put more effort on writing the vow than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the ceremony came on really fast. Before we knew it, it was time for pictorials.  All smiles here and there…And then, we got out of the church and headed for the reception area, which was a good 5 minute drive away from PCJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3084340111693291072?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3084340111693291072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3084340111693291072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3084340111693291072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3084340111693291072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wedding-kwento-part-2.html' title='My Wedding Kwento Part 2'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3988071558871754216</id><published>2009-05-29T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:30:47.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PCJ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='totally mesmerized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espesyal na Ngiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oskar Peralta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michelle zapanta'/><title type='text'>My Wedding Kwento Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Omigod...I feel so ashamed. My last entry was November pa...and I even promised to be back after a FEW days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I’m back...after a FEW months, that is... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s my promise...wedding kwento and of course suppliers’ ratings. Our wedding day was really a perfect day for us. Despite the glitches, palpak, pintas and everything...it was just so perfect...here goes my kwento:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 21 - the day before our wedding...Jake and I were already on leave, but we were still doing a LOT of things.&lt;br /&gt;* pick up gown at Oskar's place&lt;br /&gt;* pack my things&lt;br /&gt;* Burn CD for reception and backup music for church&lt;br /&gt;* print guest sheets&lt;br /&gt;* have a manicure and pedicure&lt;br /&gt;* Text entourage and suppliers&lt;br /&gt;* print the missalettes&lt;br /&gt;* And a lot moreeee!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already on the verge of crying because I didn't know that to do first. Good thing my parents were also on leave and they were able to help me out big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, we were able to do almost everything in our to-do list... (We slept at around 3am already). My maid of honor, best man and his girlfriend were with us at the hotel. Thank God for them...they helped us with the last minute chuvaness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way…I thought we could still have some “relaxing” time by the pool that night. Oh well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 22 - it's the BIG Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite my lack of sleep the previous night, I woke up at 7am feeling well rested…and so damn excited! So excited was I that I was even singing U2’s Beautiful Day.  I woke up to the smell of purefoods luncheon meat, purefoods hotdog, egg and rice...yummy! It was a good thing I was able to eat a heavy breakfast. My next meal would be dinner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8am, Michelle Zapanta, my makeup artist texted me telling me that they were already in Alabang. I hurriedly took a bath, asked my mom and my groom to also take a bath and texted the other people who would be availing of her make up services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My makeup session started at 9am. I was already wearing my cutesy preparation dress.  And then the doorbell rang…Christine and Jeff of Espesyal na Ngiti were already at the hotel!! They’re really early! I actually didn’t have time to ask them if they have eaten their breakfast because Michelle was busy doing my makeup. I just caught glimpses of them taking pictures of our wedding paraphernalia and behind the scene actions. And then the rest of the morning are already in a blur…a lot of people came in at the hotel. Ninong Bobby and the rest of the RJL people, Ate Vive, Li-anne, my in-laws, some of my high school barkadas, the flower people of Mang Boy Mahusay…and I think some more people. I was really not aware what was happening inside the hotel room. Michelle kept on putting makeup on me, her assistants were doing something in my hair, and the next thing I knew, it was already 12nn!! I haven’t eaten lunch, we haven’t had the pictorials yet, Oskar Peralta was not yet in the hotel to help me dress up!!! I was sort of panicking already and I kept asking my groom to ask Tito Oskar if he is already on his way to the hotel. Finally he arrived at 1pm just about time for me to dress up. The gown he made for me was really fantabulous…I loved it, everyone loved it…I felt like I was the most beautiful that day…Oh indeed, I am!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1:30 pm, Diane of Totally Mesmerized texted me and informed me that they are already at the Church (really early!!). I was excited to hear these guys sing…I haven’t heard them sing. I just relied on the reviews of other brides who got them as their choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, my “Ninong” Engel, arrived at the hotel bringing with him his Pearl White CRV which will serve as my bridal car (SUV, that is). And him as the driver…oh, that was really nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pictorials and last minute pahabols – things to put in my pouch, the laptop, other things that need to be brought…it was really PANIC TIME!! And then finally, it was now time to go to the Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3988071558871754216?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3988071558871754216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3988071558871754216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3988071558871754216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3988071558871754216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-wedding-kwento-part-1.html' title='My Wedding Kwento Part 1'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4249585156789737244</id><published>2008-11-26T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:57:47.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Married at Last!!!</title><content type='html'>Finally...we're married! After 11 years of being in a relationship, we've finally settled down...and we're happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are eager to ask (read: intrigera), no, i'm not pregnant...i can never understand why people think you're pregnant when you decide to get married. it just doesn't make a lot of sense! well, to all of you who are, as i've said "eager", but too cowardly to ask you now got the answer straight from the source...again, i am NOT pregnant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wedding kwento to follow na lang. kinda busy with work and also still adjusting to married life. basta, i feel happy, contented and no one can ever make me feel bad about me and my hubby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be writing a separate entry to promote my suppliers and also to give thanks to the people who helped me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it for now, i'll be back in a few days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4249585156789737244?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4249585156789737244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4249585156789737244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4249585156789737244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4249585156789737244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/11/married-at-last.html' title='Married at Last!!!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-8752761030564283922</id><published>2008-10-17T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T23:00:41.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a week has passed without me realizing it. this has been a really tiring week for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i have a new job and honestly, i'm struggling...this is different...and i'm not even sure if i really wanted this job. it's hard to start anew. there are a lot of things that i have to learn, people that i have to deal with, things that i have to discover...i'm scared, i'm confused, i'm doubtful. i'm not sure if i can make it for another week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i'm starting to think if i should just give up and wait for a few more months...but something tells me to go on and prove myself. if they can do it, so can I...but then again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hayyy...i really don't know what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-8752761030564283922?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8752761030564283922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=8752761030564283922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8752761030564283922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/8752761030564283922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-week.html' title='1 week...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6864228204251080309</id><published>2008-10-13T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:57:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming days are over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;finally...my bumming days are over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;today was my first day at JGC Phils, Inc. my new home for the next five months... i just hope everything will be ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6864228204251080309?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6864228204251080309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6864228204251080309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6864228204251080309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6864228204251080309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/10/bumming-days-are-over.html' title='bumming days are over...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-5222004294424862067</id><published>2008-10-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:11:31.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entryheader"&gt; &lt;h3 class="entrysubject"&gt;bumming around...&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="entrytimestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="entrytimestampdate"&gt;10/6/08&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="entrytimestamptime"&gt;08:58 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entrylinkbarpre"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/editjournal.bml?journal=jencortez&amp;amp;itemid=4681"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="entrycontent"&gt;i have resigned from work and i have been spending a lot of time at home. i've done quite a lot for our upcoming wedding and i have also started to learn how to cook! i'm done wrapping our female principal sponsors' gifts, the female entourage gifts and i'm done also with our invites. yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending a lot of time watching FRIENDS. i'm addicted to it now! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hopefully my bumming days will be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my wedding updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*met up with Fr. Rene for some updates&lt;br /&gt;*submitted the church requirements and paid church fee&lt;br /&gt;*booked Espesyal na Ngiti as our backup photographer (i like christine! she's so nice to talk to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are my TO DOs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*confirm 1st fitting schedule of entourage with Oskar Peralta&lt;br /&gt;*confirm Canonical Interview schedule&lt;br /&gt;*finalize details&lt;br /&gt;*go to Divisoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to do! and it's less than 2 months to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5222004294424862067?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5222004294424862067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5222004294424862067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5222004294424862067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5222004294424862067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/10/bumming-around.html' title='bumming around...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3149020153012604695</id><published>2008-08-01T23:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:29:02.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jennyvee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idealism'/><title type='text'>Is being idealistic a crime?</title><content type='html'>Is being idealistic a crime? Is having too much ambition a sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please enlighten me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3149020153012604695?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3149020153012604695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3149020153012604695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3149020153012604695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3149020153012604695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-being-idealistic-crime.html' title='Is being idealistic a crime?'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7159195263266189661</id><published>2008-07-22T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:20:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months to go...</title><content type='html'>4 months to go before the big day!!!! yipeeeee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7159195263266189661?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7159195263266189661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7159195263266189661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7159195263266189661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7159195263266189661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/07/4-months-to-go.html' title='4 months to go...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-1684533244128252714</id><published>2008-07-22T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T18:18:40.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go...</title><content type='html'>I am letting go...finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made my decision final and now there's no turning back. honestly, i'm quite excited...i'm looking forward to a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also scared because i don't know what will happen next. but i know that i have His guidance and everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the countdown begins...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-1684533244128252714?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1684533244128252714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=1684533244128252714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1684533244128252714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/1684533244128252714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/07/letting-go.html' title='Letting Go...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3681196183248521795</id><published>2008-07-16T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T18:21:16.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digiscrapping, Wedding Preps and July 18 Earthquake Prediction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;I have a new-found addiction…digiscrapping!!! It’s the same as the usual scrapbooking, except that it’s digital – less trash, no use of glue, colored pens, no cutouts – all digital!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s so addicting and really fun to do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have downloaded several kits and elements already and I’m having a blast doing it! I’m still newbie in digiscrapping (and using Photoshop for that matter) so I haven’t tried any complicated tricks yet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For those who are interested in digiscrapping, try visiting these sites: &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyprincess.com/"&gt;www.shabbyprincess.com&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.scrapblog.com/"&gt;www.scrapblog.com&lt;/a&gt;. There are also other digiscrapping sites, just google it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are already on the 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; half of July and August is fast approaching. Soon enough, -BER months are coming!!! We are halfway through our wedding planning but I feel like there are still lots to do! So far, here are the suppliers that we have already booked:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Church – Presentation of the Child Jesus Church&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reception – Palmier 310 Garden Restaurant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo/Video – RJL Digital Photography&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priest – Fr. Rene Lagaya, SDB&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers for Entourage – Mang Boy Mahusay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake – Piece of Cake by Yumi Castrillo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couturier – Oskar Peralta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To book:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Choir – Totally Mesmerized&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMUA – Michelle Zapanta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Those are the updates so far…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this entry ends, I’d like to solicit your opinions regarding the “earthquake prediction” &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;by the Brazilian “prophet” …An 8.1 earthquake hitting the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;? Is this likely to happen on Friday, July 18? Oh well, we won’t know in advance that’s for sure…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s it for today, hope you enjoyed reading my blog…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3681196183248521795?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3681196183248521795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3681196183248521795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3681196183248521795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3681196183248521795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/07/digiscrapping-wedding-preps-and-july-18.html' title='Digiscrapping, Wedding Preps and July 18 Earthquake Prediction'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2210617522682283266</id><published>2008-06-25T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T10:57:04.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2008 Series of Fortunate and UNfortunate Events</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 5:&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;Met up with our cake supplier at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Makati&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 6-7:&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;We had a company outing at Montemar Beach Resort in Bagac, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Bataan&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 8:&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;My Birthday celebration with my family and Pamanhikan Day&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 9:&lt;span style=""&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;My Birthday celebration with my honey&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 11-12:&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Company outing again at Forest Club in Bay, Laguna&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 12 (PM):&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Started having fever&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 13:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Almost got hit by a motorcycle while I was crossing the street; Turnover&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Of HR functions from another HR.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 14:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Took a half-day sick leave&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 15:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Food Tasting at the Palmier&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 16:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Took a half-day sick leave; Fever was at 39.9 degrees already (and she&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Doesn’t give a damn)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 17-19:&lt;span style=""&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;Was on sick leave due to pneumonia; thank God it’s not dengue; spent&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;The week at my cousin’s place.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 20:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Went back to work; Found out from an officer that she wanted me to have&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;a formal turnover before taking my sick leave (the nerve!) and she is&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;actually questioning why I informed her only through text!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 21:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Was feeling better already but was advised by the doctor to take things&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Slowly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 22:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Typhoon Frank; but enjoyed the day nonetheless because my honey is&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;With me; cancelled prenup pictorial&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 23:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Talked to an officer of a company I am handling and she requested me to&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Join their activity. I told her I can’t because I was sick, and she told me&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;That I should join them since it was already a week since I had been sick&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;And that I should take this time to bond with the employees (hmmm…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;Composed my final letter, but haven’t emailed it yet&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 24:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Didn’t join the activity; I’d rather risk my work than my health and my&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;life. Still thinking when I should send the letter.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;June 25:&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;writing in this blog just to express my anxieties…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in; font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;A lot      can happen in a span of a few days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You are      insignificant to them. What’s important is that you do what you’re      supposed to do no matter what it costs you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;They don’t      believe it when you say you’re sick. You aren’t sick if you can still walk      and talk (and text). They would probably believe you if you tell them you’re      dying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If you’re      no longer happy, quit! It’s not worth all the psychological and emotional      stress they bring you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You deserve      to be treated better; don’t let anyone put you down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;There      are people who love you and who will stay with you through thick and thin.      And these are called family and friends. You would know who truly cares in      times like these. And thank God I have found them…&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;And to all others who don’t give a damn…the time is near…I am ready to go…It will be your loss…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2210617522682283266?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2210617522682283266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2210617522682283266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2210617522682283266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2210617522682283266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/06/june-2008-series-of-fortunate-and.html' title='June 2008 Series of Fortunate and UNfortunate Events'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2608984686888332099</id><published>2008-05-29T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T18:45:56.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:100%;"&gt;What is Stress?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt; Stress is the "wear and tear" our bodies  experience as we adjust to our continually changing environment; it has physical  and emotional effects on us and can create positive or negative feelings. As a  positive influence, stress can help compel us to action; it can result in a new  awareness and an exciting new perspective. As a negative influence, it can result  in feelings of distrust, rejection, anger, and depression, which in turn can lead  to health problems such as headaches, upset stomach, rashes, insomnia, ulcers,  high blood pressure, heart disease, and stroke. With the death of a loved one,  the birth of a child, a job promotion, or a new relationship, we experience stress  as we readjust our lives. In so adjusting to different circumstances, stress will  help or hinder us depending on how we react to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;How Can I Eliminate Stress from My Life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  As we have seen, positive stress adds anticipation and excitement to life, and    we all thrive under a certain amount of stress. Deadlines, competitions, confrontations,    and even our frustrations and sorrows add depth and enrichment to our lives.    Our goal is not to eliminate stress but to learn how to manage it and how to    use it to help us. Insufficient stress acts as a depressant and may leave us    feeling bored or dejected; on the other hand, excessive stress may leave us    feeling "tied up in knots." What we need to do is find the optimal    level of stress which will individually motivate but not overwhelm each of us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Can I Tell What is Optimal Stress for Me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  There is no single level of stress that is optimal for all people. We are all    individual creatures with unique requirements. As such, what is distressing    to one may be a joy to another. And even when we agree that a particular event    is distressing, we are likely to differ in our physiological and psychological    responses to it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;The person who loves to arbitrate disputes and moves from job site to job site    would be stressed in a job which was stable and routine, whereas the person    who thrives under stable conditions would very likely be stressed on a job where    duties were highly varied. Also, our personal stress requirements and the amount    which we can tolerate before we become distressed changes with our ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been found that most illness is related to unrelieved stress. If you    are experiencing stress symptoms, you have gone beyond your optimal stress level;    you need to reduce the stress in your life and/or improve your ability to manage    it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;How Can I Manage Stress Better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Identifying unrelieved stress and being aware of its effect on our lives is    not sufficient for reducing its harmful effects. Just as there are many sources    of stress, there are many possibilities for its management. However, all require    work toward change: changing the source of stress and/or changing your reaction    to it. How do you proceed?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Become aware of your stressors and your emotional and physical reactions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;Notice your distress. Don't ignore it. Don't gloss over your problems.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Determine what events distress you. What are you telling yourself about      meaning of these events?    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Determine how your body responds to the stress. Do you become nervous or      physically upset? If so, in what specific ways?  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Recognize what you can change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;Can you change your stressors by avoiding or eliminating them completely?    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Can you reduce their intensity (manage them over a period of time instead      of on a daily or weekly basis)?    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Can you shorten your exposure to stress (take a break, leave the physical      premises)?&lt;br /&gt;    Can you devote the time and energy necessary to making a change (goal setting,      time management techniques, and delayed gratification strategies may be helpful      here)?  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;3. Reduce the intensity of your emotional reactions to stress.&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;dd&gt;The stress reaction is triggered by your perception of danger...physical      danger and/or emotional danger. Are you viewing your stressors in exaggerated      terms and/or taking a difficult situation and making it a disaster?&lt;br /&gt;    Are you expecting to please everyone?    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Are you overreacting and viewing things as absolutely critical and urgent?      Do you feel you must always prevail in every situation?    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Work at adopting more moderate views; try to see the stress as something      you can cope with rather than something that overpowers you.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Try to temper your excess emotions. Put the situation in perspective. Do      not labor on the negative aspects and the "what if's."  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Learn to moderate your physical reactions to stress.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;Slow, deep breathing will bring your heart rate and respiration back to      normal.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Relaxation techniques can reduce muscle tension. Electronic biofeedback      can help you gain voluntary control over such things as muscle tension, heart      reate, and blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;    Medications, when prescribed by a physician, can help in the short term in      moderating your physical reactions. However, they alone are not the answer.      Learning to moderate these reactions on your own is a preferable long-term      solution.  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Build your physical reserves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;Exercise for cardiovascular fitness three to four times a week (moderate,      prolonged rhythmic exercise is best, such as walking, swimming, cycling, or      jogging).&lt;br /&gt;    Eat well-balanced, nutritious meals.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Maintain your ideal weight.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Avoid nicotine, excessive caffeine, and other stimulants.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Mix leisure with work. Take breaks and get away when you can.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Get enough sleep. Be as consistent with your sleep schedule as possible.  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;    &lt;dt&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Maintain your emotional reserves.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;   &lt;dd&gt;Develop some mutually supportive friendships/relationships.    &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;Pursue realistic goals which are meaningful to you, rather than goals others      have for you that you do not share.&lt;br /&gt;    Expect some frustrations, failures, and sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;    Always be kind and gentle with yourself -- be a friend to yourself.  &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;from:  http://www.ivf.com/stress.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My greatest stressor??? GUESSSSS!!!! hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2608984686888332099?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2608984686888332099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2608984686888332099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2608984686888332099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2608984686888332099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/05/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3944633480043325308</id><published>2008-05-27T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:08:10.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J.A.K.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SDujONeq1nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/x4BdPa-0PJQ/s1600-h/jake+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SDujONeq1nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/x4BdPa-0PJQ/s400/jake+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204933258888533618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found these pictures in the internet...and i just thought it was cute! :) it was actually from a flickr account -- i think it was "dots' treats".  i saw their page while i was browsing through yummypieceofcake's flickr sets (i'm currently scouting for a cupcake supplier for :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake -- my boyfriend's, or rather, h2b's name... nice noh? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SDujONeq1oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bLVH1piJ9jU/s1600-h/jake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SDujONeq1oI/AAAAAAAAAAg/bLVH1piJ9jU/s400/jake1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204933258888533634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cupcake was made for a baby boy named Jake who turned 1 year old...&lt;br /&gt;and for me, the picture means that...Jake is my number 1 and he will always be the only 1 for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you J.A.K.E!! 6 months to go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3944633480043325308?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3944633480043325308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3944633480043325308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3944633480043325308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3944633480043325308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/05/jake.html' title='J.A.K.E.'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SDujONeq1nI/AAAAAAAAAAY/x4BdPa-0PJQ/s72-c/jake+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6093899970510107839</id><published>2008-05-22T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T20:54:32.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months to go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hiyaa!!! it's exactly 6 months to go before the BIG day!!! i'm so excited!!! yipeee!! but until now, we haven't finalized the details yet. so many things to do and i don't know where to start. this coming june, a lot of events will take place and i can't wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6093899970510107839?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6093899970510107839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6093899970510107839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6093899970510107839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6093899970510107839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-months-to-go.html' title='6 months to go!!!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7041080711958170260</id><published>2008-05-15T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T14:30:55.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doomed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wtf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am doomed... i honestly don't know what's going to happen to me in the next 3 days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to break free!! i want to have my life back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;somebody help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7041080711958170260?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7041080711958170260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7041080711958170260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7041080711958170260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7041080711958170260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/05/doomed.html' title='doomed'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-7941701863528182167</id><published>2008-05-13T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:59:46.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The time has finally come…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;…to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been thinking and re-thinking about what is happening in my life and I think the time has finally come. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Goodbyes are never easy. I’m never good in saying goodbye. I hate the feeling of seeing someone walk away, or you walking away from someone or something. I just hate the drama…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But now, I think the time has come for me to let go and move on. I have to find my real purpose in life. I need to find true happiness and contentment. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Enough of all these crap! I need to get a life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You only live once so live it to the fullest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I don’t belong here anymore and I have to find where I fit. It will be a challenge but I know I can do it. I know my loved-ones will be there for me and they will support me. I need to pickup the pieces and find myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whatever that person did to me must be buried and forgotten. I have learned my lesson. And I will no longer let anyone ruin my self-confidence and my self-esteem. I can succeed and I surely will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To all the people who stood by me through my trying times…I thank you! I’ll forever be grateful for all the help you have given me. You were there when I needed someone and I will truly miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To all those who criticized my way of dealing with things, thank you…you have made me a better person. And without you, I wouldn’t have improved myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To you who made me doubt myself…thank you…for I have found the people who truly believe in me. And I have found my true abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Goodbyes will always be a part of life. Without goodbyes, there will be no beginnings…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And now as I say goodbye, I'm just looking forward to start a new life. A fresh life…free from doubts, free from uncertainty, free from hesitations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Live life to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-7941701863528182167?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7941701863528182167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=7941701863528182167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7941701863528182167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/7941701863528182167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2884707688584026460</id><published>2008-04-29T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:57:18.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.E.M.O.R.A.L.I.Z.E.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="infl-inline"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“DEMORALIZE”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="infl-inline"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;to demoralize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;third-person singular simple present&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/demoralizes" title="demoralizes"&gt;demoralizes&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;present participle&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/demoralizing" title="demoralizing"&gt;demoralizing&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;simple past and past participle&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/demoralized" title="demoralized"&gt;demoralized&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier-brac"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier-content"&gt;US&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="qualifier-brac"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; To &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/destroy" title="destroy"&gt;destroy&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/morale" title="morale"&gt;morale&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;; to &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/dishearten" title="dishearten"&gt;dishearten&lt;img id="snap_com_shot_link_icon" class="snap_preview_icon" style="border: 0pt none ; margin: 0pt ! important; padding: 1px 0pt 0pt; max-height: 2000px; max-width: 2000px; min-width: 0px; min-height: 0px; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot;,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; float: none; position: static; left: auto; top: auto; line-height: normal; background-image: url(http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/theme/silver/palette.gif); background-color: transparent; visibility: visible; width: 14px; height: 12px; background-position: -944px 0pt; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: top; display: inline;" src="http://i.ixnp.com/images/v3.27.1/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;de·mor·al·ize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;iframe src="http://lj-toys.com/?journalid=13708476&amp;amp;moduleid=1&amp;amp;auth_token=sessionless:1209470400:embedcontent:13708476%261:ff0007a8c4d40621cce91309e47ce8817da742e2" allowtransparency="true" class="lj_embedcontent" name="embed_13708476_1" frameborder="0" height="63" width="60"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; &lt;span class="pron"&gt;(d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image001.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1025" align="absbottom" border="0" height="15" width="7" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;-môr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1026" align="absbottom" border="0" height="22" width="4" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image003.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1027" align="absbottom" border="0" height="15" width="6" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;-l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image004.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1028" align="absbottom" border="0" height="15" width="6" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image005.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1029" align="absbottom" border="0" height="22" width="3" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;, -m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image006.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1030" align="absbottom" border="0" height="15" width="7" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/jen/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1031" align="absbottom" border="0" height="22" width="4" /&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tr.v.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;de·mor·al·ized&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;de·mor·al·iz·ing&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;de·mor·al·iz·es&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt;To undermine the confidence or morale of; dishearten&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt;To put into disorder; confuse.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;To debase the morals of; corrupt.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To you who made me realize that “demoralize” is not just a word:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am a person who can think, feel and act. And i refuse to just accept your way of dealing with us little people...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;@#!*&amp;amp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NO MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;‘nuff said…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2884707688584026460?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2884707688584026460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2884707688584026460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2884707688584026460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2884707688584026460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2008/04/demoralize.html' title='D.E.M.O.R.A.L.I.Z.E.'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2053706068039738761</id><published>2007-12-06T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T14:06:52.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost...</title><content type='html'>last night, my mom and i went to SM Molino.  sumakay kami sa ATC (yung mga vans going to Paliparan-Dasma). when we were along Daang-Hari, naririnig ko yung driver ng van may kausap sya sa radio na isa pang driver.  i cannot hear the conversation but it seems as if the drivers were starting to panic.  i heard words like, "nakasalubong", "hindi sumasagot", etc.  but i brushed any idea off my mind until we were able to reach our destination safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following morning (which was today), my mom woke me up with the news na merong naholdup kagabi along daang-hari.  i watched the morning news (Unang Hirit) and i found out that the van was among those stationed in ATC and sila ung mga bumbyahe going to Paliparan. when i saw that van, i suddenly became scared because that was the van which we almost rode in!  thank God i've decided to check my ATM first, since i was expecting to get my 13th month that day.  thank God medyo traffic sa ATC that day kaya napatagal ako bumaba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, 3 holduppers were killed. yung isa nahuli lang, dapat dyan bitay. yung leader ng swat namatay din...kawawa naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God talaga at hindi kami nakasakay sa van na yun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2053706068039738761?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2053706068039738761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2053706068039738761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2053706068039738761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2053706068039738761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/12/almost.html' title='almost...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-5047369740149230369</id><published>2007-10-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:33:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated (this entry came in before the previous entry)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;October 8th, 2007&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;div class="entryheader"&gt; &lt;div class="entrytimestamp"&gt;&lt;span class="entrytimestampdate"&gt;10/8/07&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="entrytimestamptime"&gt;11:21 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="entrylinkbarpre"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="entrycontent"&gt;i am starting to get frustrated with what is happening w/ me right now. i would like to believe that something good will come out of this but i can't seen to get myself to ACTUALLY believe.  what makes it worse is that the other person thinks that i am just doing this just because i feel like doing so. i hate it! when can he actually realize that i mean what i say? when can he fully believe that i am tired of waiting?  that i am really sick and tired of dealing with his unkept promises and mismanaged priorities? i have set a deadline for myself...and he knows that. but he doesn't believe. i just hope it won't come THAT point.  both of us won't like the result. but i made that deadline, and i plan to stick to it. arrggghhh!!!! i hate it!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-5047369740149230369?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5047369740149230369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=5047369740149230369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5047369740149230369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/5047369740149230369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/10/frustrated-this-entry-came-in-before.html' title='frustrated (this entry came in before the previous entry)'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-4799451202262410571</id><published>2007-10-13T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T22:31:49.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy...i got my sign</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i feel so happy...i never expected this to happen too soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i woke up in the morning feeling a little bit strange.  i got a txt message from my boyfriend asking me a weird question.  he gave me a hint when he asked me that question.  but nevertheless, i just brushed the thought off my mind and spent the day as normally as i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;noon came, and he texted me again asking me another strange question.  my suspicions are getting stronger but at the back of my mind, i never thought he would do it this soon.  i tried calling him but there was no answer. i was wondering, "wait a minute...a few seconds ago we were just txtng each other and then suddenly he can't answer my call?" hmmm...something fishy is going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;he then called me and tried his best to act normal.  and i thought to myself, "ahhh, i might be imagining things". so i went on with my work and stopped thinking about the strange signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;he fetched me at the office at around 7:00pm.  we were supposed to go to ATC, but he suddenly said that we should just stay there since it's already late. i agreed.  then later on, he said, "kain tayo ha, minsan lang kita i-treat". ok, i agreed.  he first bought me the shoes i was craving for and then we went to the restaurant.  when we arrived, i noticed him glancing at the manager. hmmm...what the hell does that mean? i shrugged the thought off since i honestly do not believe that he could actually do it.  and so, we took our seats and then gave our orders.  after a few minutes the waitress gave us our drinks, and just a few seconds after, the manager took it away...sabi nya "ay baka hindi sa atin yun". ok, nothing there...a few minutes have passed and i am starting to feel really strange. our conversation was unnatural.  he seemed tense and the scene was really weird.  a few minutes more and the manager approached us and told us that everything was already arranged. i asked him why we had to transfer seats, ang sabi nya "mainit dun eh". so i just followed him and to my horror, we were heading to the function room.  i don't know what to feel and think. "why the hell are we heading here?".  and as we approached, i saw that our orders were already there and we had the room to ourselves. hmmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;so we ate, and talked. he explained that he had it arranged since he missed me so much and wanted to spend time alone with me.  we had another unnatural conversation, talking about his work, calculating how much the bill would be and actually telling me that he might not have enough money on hand to pay for it (which was all a drama, by the way)  talking about a friend who recently broke up with his girl.  throughout this conversation, i cannot seem to focus.  there is something strange here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;he started getting all serious, talking about things that i have never heard him talk about before.  he said that he feels sorry for our friend and was wondering if he was able to propose to the girl before they broke up, etc..etc..  he told me that he did not want the same thing to happen to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and then he reached for my hand...he started talking about us, about celebrating our 10th year, about how much he loves me and how much he wants everything to be perfect but can't seem to think of a way to make things even more perfect.  at this point in our conversation, i was already feeling uneasy, i know something's up.  i even tried to stop him from getting so serious because i am not used to it.  but he just won't stop.  he kept saying things that, honestly, i do not remember now.  all i remember was when he asked me if "papakasalan mo ba ko?" i said "yes, naturally. we have been talking about it already".  but then he repeated the question, "will you marry me?"  i said yes...and then he showed me the ring and said, "then you'll have to wear this."  at that point i started to cry...i don't know why..i'm just so happy because i just got my sign...God is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;he slipped the ring into my finger, but i can't seem to look at it.  he kept telling me to look at it but i just can't. i was just so elated!  i was still crying...all i was able to say was "i love you"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i am overwhelmed. i am happy...i cannot believe he planned all of that...and was sorry that the ring was not really the ideal ring.though admittedly it was not my dream proposal (and he knows that),but what the heck! i have him, don't i?  for me that's enough.  seeing him get all teary-eyed when talking to me, hearing him say things that he hasn't said before, and making me feel truly special (eh imagine, nakayanan nya magrequest na maoccupy namin ung function room!!! who wouldn't feel special about that?) i don't even care whether he proposes or not...we're going to get married and the proposal was just a confirmation that we ARE getting married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i love him...that's all i can say...and i am happy...i love him, so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-4799451202262410571?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4799451202262410571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=4799451202262410571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4799451202262410571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/4799451202262410571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/10/happyi-got-my-sign.html' title='happy...i got my sign'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6249778101221902073</id><published>2007-08-29T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T19:02:08.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired!</title><content type='html'>this has been a really tiring day for me. i've done a lot of things but it seems as if i still need to do A LOT!! deadlines are fast approaching and there are still things i need to comply with. -BER months are fast approaching ang i still don't know what will happen to me next. i just hope everything will be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6249778101221902073?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6249778101221902073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6249778101221902073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6249778101221902073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6249778101221902073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/08/tired.html' title='tired!'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-6370920333037721331</id><published>2007-08-28T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T17:29:56.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend gimik</title><content type='html'>my high school friends went to a bar in Malate. we were supposed to watch another friend and his band play.  their gig was scheduled at 10pm. we agreed to meet up at around 8:00pm. but due to our constantly late friend (peace choi!), we left our meeting place a little over 9:30pm already.  we arrived at the bar at around 10:15 and the band was already getting ready to play.  another unfortunate event came up. the bar was not that big and can only accomodate a number of people. and since we were late, all the seats were taken. we decided to transfer to another bar (hey, we were able to hear our friend play, anyway!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were contemplating on where to go.  we are not so familiar with the bars all over malate. we went there just once, at Ratsky. it's a good thing one friend of mine was quite familiar with the place since she, most of the time, spent her free time there during her college days.  we went to several bars. we've decided to go to Common Ground bar, but a guy friend ranted because they wouldnt allow him to bring his cap inside! bad hair day choi! so we walked and walked until we reached ratsky. True Faith was playing that night (the same band who played when we went there one cold december).  we decided against it later on because of their not so affordable entrance fee. 200 pesos each, non-consummable. :( so we went back to common ground bar, and our guy friend consented to leave his cap behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a nice bar, though they did not have any live bands playing (would've preferred bands over plain music).  but since majority were in favor of going inside, i just followed them.  the music consists mainly of house/trance and rnb music.  i was not having much fun. not because i don't like the bar (though it was one of the reasons, but it doesn't matter anyway), but because i still have work the following day!! haha! imagine staying up until morning and then going to work the next day! suicide!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of leaving earlier than them, around 1 or 2am.  but of course just like any other gimiks with my friends, i was not able to go home earlier.  my boyfriend and i arrived at his house around 4:30am. i slept at around 5am and woke up at 7:30am. i was still extremely sleepy but i couldn't afford not to got to work (i'm the team lead of the group, by the way).&lt;br /&gt;to make the story short, i went to work. was sleepy all day! i went home at around 5pm. i slept at 6pm and woke up the next day at 9am!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a nice time, though not  that great. my boyfriend kept dancing and if not for my dilemma of going home or not, i would've enjoyed the gimik more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully next gimik will be more favorable for me and my schedule. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-6370920333037721331?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6370920333037721331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=6370920333037721331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6370920333037721331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/6370920333037721331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-weekend-gimik.html' title='my weekend gimik'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-3465176278686906865</id><published>2007-08-23T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T12:05:38.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanting something you can't get --- yet.</title><content type='html'>have you ever been in a situation wherein you wanted something so badly but the odds say you can't get it yet? i am currently in that situation. i badly want something to happen to me right now, but it seems as if it i am not yet destined to experience it. not yet... sometimes i find myself thinking why some people get what they want at exactly the same time they want it, and some are just unfortunate not to get what they want. life is indeed full of surprises. you cannot have the best of both worlds. i am not complaining, i don't have a cursed life. i appreciate whatever it is that's happening to me right now. it's just that there is something that i am wanting badly above anything else, but is still not happening to me...maybe it's not yet time.  i just hope i still have the patience to wait for my time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still holding on, hoping that one day things will go my way. i am waiting, hoping and praying...God give me strength...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-3465176278686906865?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3465176278686906865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=3465176278686906865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3465176278686906865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/3465176278686906865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/08/wanting-something-you-cant-get-yet.html' title='wanting something you can&apos;t get --- yet.'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-848645797596452420</id><published>2007-08-21T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T10:31:46.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and his magical world</title><content type='html'>i love harry potter. i'm a self-confessed harry potter addict. i have read the 7 books, watched the 5 movies and still hoping there are more books to come! i am currently RE-reading book 7 (have finished re-reding books 5 and 6, and i plan to re-read books 1-4).  i simply adore jk rowling. her writing prowess is really beyond measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was not a potter fan at first, and i didn't even see myself reading those books (that was a few years back). but when i started reading Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, i knew id be hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite book in the series is the 6th book. don't get me wrong, i know this is the book in which dumbledore died...i hated it for that reason, but apart from that, the book is simply amazing! the fight scenes, snape's identity, harry and ginny, ron and hermione, etc! i just loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought book 7 will be my favorite but i was a little disappointed with the ending and the epilogue. i expected more from jk. it would have been better if she wrote something about what happened to all the other characters in the book like, luna lovegood, cho chang, etc. and it would have been proper if they did a sort of "funeral" for the people who died in battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i still love jk. and i am truly looking forward to more books from her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-848645797596452420?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/848645797596452420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=848645797596452420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/848645797596452420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/848645797596452420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/08/harry-potter-and-his-magical-world.html' title='Harry Potter and his magical world'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5262199507896825835.post-2667878605808623646</id><published>2007-08-21T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:05:13.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st...</title><content type='html'>first entry...i have tried and tried and tried to manage a blog and i've failed over and over again...i am hoping that this time, i'll be able to update this blog more often. i envy people who manage to write in their blogs regularly. it's not as if i do no thave the time, i simply fail to do it. haha..excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before sharing my world to you, i must first introduce myself. i graduated from the Royal, Pontifical and Catholic University in Manila, University of Santo Tomas.  i took up AB-Behavioral Science for reasons only my heart knows...i love my course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i am working as an HR Senior Staff for a real estate developer...3 years and counting..hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am 24 years old and planning to get married with my boyfriend of many years now...never mind asking how long :D we have plans already but we havent got enough resources yet. hopefully next year we'll be able to save enough money to get married and have our honeymoon.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the color purple...haha!! my officemates say that i always wear something with a touch of that color...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to sing! i once dreamt of becoming a singer or a band vocalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like watching reality shows even if i know they are scripted! i also like watching quiz shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to explore the world someday...i have a lot of hopes and dreams, and i will make them come true!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5262199507896825835-2667878605808623646?l=jennyveecortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2667878605808623646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5262199507896825835&amp;postID=2667878605808623646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2667878605808623646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5262199507896825835/posts/default/2667878605808623646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jennyveecortez.blogspot.com/2007/08/1st.html' title='1st...'/><author><name>jennyvee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145836990484835556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fGrazR0YGVY/SBcpzp4Am_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VtC_WtuudM8/S220/10142007835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
