<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097</id><updated>2011-08-03T00:21:47.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wearing Pretty</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-6349788290154975408</id><published>2009-10-05T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T02:36:41.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SsjlyIoBKBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lrp2cWvKjYY/s1600-h/DSC00281+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SsjlyIoBKBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lrp2cWvKjYY/s320/DSC00281+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/Ssjmq6VgkoI/AAAAAAAAACA/9EwuwGRlzcs/s1600-h/DSC00364+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/Ssjmq6VgkoI/AAAAAAAAACA/9EwuwGRlzcs/s320/DSC00364+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SsjpZQQTV4I/AAAAAAAAACI/bNMOVzWryvQ/s1600-h/DSC00428+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SsjpZQQTV4I/AAAAAAAAACI/bNMOVzWryvQ/s320/DSC00428+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/Ssjp3ligaCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lSlq96s2GIQ/s1600-h/DSC00320+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/Ssjp3ligaCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lSlq96s2GIQ/s320/DSC00320+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #414141;"&gt;Wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #fd33a3;"&gt;Dainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thedaintyshop.com/"&gt;http://www.thedaintyshop.com&lt;/a&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/4784370069033129097-6349788290154975408?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/6349788290154975408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/6349788290154975408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/6349788290154975408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/10/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon :)'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SsjlyIoBKBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lrp2cWvKjYY/s72-c/DSC00281+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-8834073966396116181</id><published>2009-09-29T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:30:51.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ondoy? "People seemed to panic but at that time, I couldn't see why they should."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up early last Saturday and went to Bellevue Hotel because of the Four Seasons Bazaar. Together with my Tita Bel, who was kind enough to share her booth with me, I was excited and ready to set-up. Despite of the slight rain, my hopes were still up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the day went on, I was getting bored because only a few people were coming. Me and my tita took turns on sleeping under the table, concealed with a table cloth of course, and on the carpeted floor. That was how slow the day was. It was very unusual knowing that it was a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was almost 7pm, and still people weren't coming. I heard it was raining hard outside and it was flooded everywhere. But having no television nor view of the outside, I didn't think it was that bad. People seemed to panic but at that time, I couldn't see why they should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, me and my Tita got home smoothly. No traffic, flood, nor rain. I went home with my family and our house intact. It just seemed like a normal night. I was just so bummed that only few people came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only until last night that I fully understood what happened. I read and saw the big picture on the internet. I felt guilty for being bummed about people not coming, and now, I understood why they couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of the photos and everything I read, I saw a 4-minute video of a summary of what had happened and I was devastated. I cried. I immediately went to my mom, hugged her tight and said I love her. I wouldn't know what I would do if I were in their shoes. I don't think I could handle it. And I'm just so fortunate that me and my family are safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, my mom told me to check my closet for clothes that I'd like to give for donation. Since I already had my closet clean up recently, I got some of the unsold clothes from my shop and gave those instead. It's the least that I could do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://english.cctv.com/20090927/images/1254037089227_1254037089227_r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 299px;" src="http://english.cctv.com/20090927/images/1254037089227_1254037089227_r.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3958180322_6ef571d755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 301px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3958180322_6ef571d755.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Want to give? Here's where you can go: (From GMA 7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disaster Relief Operations, Monitoring and Information Center (DROMIC)-Central Office&lt;br /&gt;488-3199 (24 hours); DROMIC-National Capital Region, 931-8101 to 05 local 506, 951-7119 (24 hours); Crisis Intervention Unit (CIU)-National Capital Region- 734-8635 (24 hours); they need blankets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo de Manila University Disaster Response Group&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo de Manila University, Loyola Heights , Quezon City; Manuel V. Pangilinan Building Center for Student Leadership Lobby; 09089977166, 09178952792, 4266001 local 5050; donate goods or volunteer to help repack goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Citizens Disaster Response Center (CDRC)&lt;br /&gt;72-A Times St., West Triangle Homes , QC; 9299820, 9299822; donate goods or help distribute them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Radio Veritas&lt;br /&gt;Veritas Tower , West Ave. cor EDSA; 9257931 to 39, 0918VERITAS; donate goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lady of Pentecost Parish&lt;br /&gt;12 F. dela Rosa cor. C. Salvador Streets, Loyola Heights, QC; 632 4342397, 63 2 9290665; donate packed meals and drinking water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory Fellowship – Fort Bonifacio&lt;br /&gt;Every Nation Building , across from Market-Market, Fort Bonifacio; 813-FORT, 8171212; www.twitter.com/VictoryFort; donate canned goods, milk, bottled water, clothes, cash or volunteer to help pack goods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-8834073966396116181?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/8834073966396116181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/09/ondoy-people-seemed-to-panic-but-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/8834073966396116181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/8834073966396116181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/09/ondoy-people-seemed-to-panic-but-at.html' title='Ondoy? &quot;People seemed to panic but at that time, I couldn&apos;t see why they should.&quot;'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/3958180322_6ef571d755_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-4046290123043983969</id><published>2009-09-21T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:52:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what I want.</title><content type='html'>I have a vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I'd be able to be able to create my own clothing line. Bags, shoes and everything in between. I want my own brand. I want my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want 'The Dainty Shop' to be big. No, I want it bigger than BIG! I also want to change the name because it's just too... Too... Pa-cute. Me and my friends, &lt;a href="http://happymode.blogspot.com"&gt;Jecaloo&lt;/a&gt;, Dogz and &lt;a href="http://dueonmonday.blogspot.com"&gt;Paigey-Waigey&lt;/a&gt; were thinking of names that could substitute it and we only thought of two: 'Wear Dainty' and 'Pa-Dainty!' Yes, exclamation point included, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah! But I'm not really sure if I can do it. Sometimes, I think I'll forever be stuck at just selling ready-made stuff because my creativeness is lacking the juice, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help me God &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-4046290123043983969?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/4046290123043983969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-i-want.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4046290123043983969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4046290123043983969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-i-want.html' title='This is what I want.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-7969142720007429436</id><published>2009-08-31T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:01:59.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic.</title><content type='html'>I will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;busy this week. Busier than usual. I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-7969142720007429436?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/7969142720007429436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/7969142720007429436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/7969142720007429436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/hectic.html' title='Hectic.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-2379186510380345400</id><published>2009-08-26T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:33:01.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>North meets South.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2WG4Pe2VI/AAAAAAAAABs/uuswJDAQhE8/s1600-h/POSTERSW_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2WG4Pe2VI/AAAAAAAAABs/uuswJDAQhE8/s400/POSTERSW_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372114975443573074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and a group of friends (and friends of friends) created a production and our first event would be a house party complete with a bar setup, DJ, lights and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The catch? Free flowing cocktails all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited but at the same time anxious. It has been a while since I felt like I'm a part of something 'big'. It has also been a while since I've been able to go out and socialize with other people. I just hope all will be well for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-2379186510380345400?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/2379186510380345400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/north-meets-south.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/2379186510380345400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/2379186510380345400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/north-meets-south.html' title='North meets South.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2WG4Pe2VI/AAAAAAAAABs/uuswJDAQhE8/s72-c/POSTERSW_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-8540966275556972412</id><published>2009-08-21T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:33:58.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuk.</title><content type='html'>I am so frustrated. At myself. At him. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help not being affected. It makes me want to cry. But I won't, he ain't worth my tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asshole&lt;/span&gt; isn't worth my tears. Fuck him! Tangina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung kaya niyang mag-gago, mas lalo na ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what anybody would say, there's a part called "moving on", go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise, I won't care anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHZv9kY5JfQ/Sm1h7yX0FBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VwJ1NINPEfQ/s1600/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHZv9kY5JfQ/Sm1h7yX0FBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VwJ1NINPEfQ/s1600/yes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to Jecaloo of &lt;a href="http://happymode.blogspot.com/"&gt;Happymode&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-8540966275556972412?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/8540966275556972412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-frustrated.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/8540966275556972412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/8540966275556972412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-so-frustrated.html' title='Fcuk.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qHZv9kY5JfQ/Sm1h7yX0FBI/AAAAAAAAAv8/VwJ1NINPEfQ/s72-c/yes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-5048132723348250134</id><published>2009-08-21T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:33:47.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive.</title><content type='html'>I haven't entirely abandoned this blog yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to but I don't want to have another failed blog on my record. I have been so busy lately that sometimes I even forget to eat! &lt;a href="http://daintyshop.multiply.com/"&gt;My online shop&lt;/a&gt; is doing quite well. Orders kept on coming that sometimes, I can't keep up. But keep 'em coming. I'd rather go crazy processing orders than go crazy because I'm not getting any. I'll be joining another bazaar next month and I can't wait! My first one turned out to be a success. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2I6htwwhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FFY925p1Ld8/s1600-h/GREEN+DOTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2I6htwwhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FFY925p1Ld8/s320/GREEN+DOTS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372100469586969106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have been shopping like crazy! Both online and offline. Well, not as crazy as other people but compared to my 'kuripot' self, I think I already am. But of course, I am most addicted to ukay shopping. Especially since me and my mom started an online shop called &lt;a href="http://purplefrocks.multiply.com/"&gt;Purple Frocks&lt;/a&gt;, wherein we sell our precious finds. I just love love loooove buying quirky pieces at rock bottom prices. I'm glad I was able to share my ukay love with my friend &lt;a href="http://dueonmonday.blogpost.com/"&gt;Paige&lt;/a&gt;. She too went gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Sophia is already six months old. She can already drink from a cup (with help of course) and crawl. Although her version of crawling is more like dragging her body. I heard her say mama once, while she was crying. Or maybe it was just my hallucination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-5048132723348250134?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/5048132723348250134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/5048132723348250134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/5048132723348250134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/08/alive.html' title='Alive.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/So2I6htwwhI/AAAAAAAAABQ/FFY925p1Ld8/s72-c/GREEN+DOTS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-3281684473863776477</id><published>2009-07-16T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:52:13.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not in the mood.</title><content type='html'>Recently, I haven't been in the mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't really working in my favor o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie is my only motivation, and she keeps me going. I have to hold myself together for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, work, work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-3281684473863776477?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/3281684473863776477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-not-in-mood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/3281684473863776477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/3281684473863776477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-not-in-mood.html' title='I&amp;#39;m not in the mood.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-4128968009092490746</id><published>2009-07-01T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:52:13.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a teenager. I am bound to be cliche.</title><content type='html'>I've had a nice, silly and eye-opening talk with my aunts, Tita Bel and Tita Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't talk to them about my love life, especially in person. Its just embarrassing since they're family. But two nights ago, I was able to do it because I'm sitting in front of the computer and I can't see their reactions. We communicate only thru the text we type and I can choose to interpret their replies in any way I want, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its seems to me that I caught them by surprise by opening up to them. I was able to say things that I would say to friends ONLY. Mind you, all the things I've said were wholesome =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In return, they told me things that weren't visible on my perspective. Sometimes, you need to hear it from other people because they're the ones who actually see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that I am sweet... and a bitch wannabe. They said something about teens thing that being a bitch is cool. They've seen bitches and I'm not one of them. And yes, I'll repeat, I am sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I can be a bitch if I want to. And Tita Bel, I can be wild too if I want, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing's for sure though. I am self-righteous. Damn right that's true and I am proud of it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and they said I was cliche. So not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a way, so true.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-4128968009092490746?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/4128968009092490746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-teenager-i-am-bound-to-be-cliche.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4128968009092490746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4128968009092490746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-teenager-i-am-bound-to-be-cliche.html' title='I am a teenager. I am bound to be cliche.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-352087363898229566</id><published>2009-06-29T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:52:13.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes are sore.</title><content type='html'>Yes, they're very sore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore from crying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just let go of the person whom I dearly love. And its hard. Especially if its not because I've fallen out of it. No, I still do. Its just... Complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many chances has been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we need this. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; we need this. We need to think about things and how they're supposed to be. We need to think apart. We need time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't grown up yet. He needs time. And I'm giving that to him. He still wants to live his teenage life because of course, he's still a teenager. I can't blame him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I... I'm already past that route. Although I do miss it and wish I could go back. But what's done is done. Don't get me wrong, I have no regrets for she is the most wonderful thing in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you figure things out soon. I hope you'd be able to know what's supposed to be done. If you really mean what you say then I know you can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-352087363898229566?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/352087363898229566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-eyes-are-sore.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/352087363898229566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/352087363898229566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-eyes-are-sore.html' title='My eyes are sore.'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4784370069033129097.post-4180269430689085006</id><published>2009-06-26T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T01:52:13.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another attempt?</title><content type='html'>Here's another attempt to manage a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt that this will last. I can already foresee that this would just be another addition to my 'abandoned blogs' collection. But somehow, I wish for this one to last for many reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to record my journey.&lt;/span&gt; Journey to where or what? I'm not really sure. I might be able to figure it out in the long run. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to be visible.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, visible to the online world. I realized just now, that one of the reasons of which I failed to maintain my blogs was because I was afraid... Afraid of what I might say. Afraid of who might read it. And the like. But now I thought, what the heck. If this blog ain't interesting enough, then no one would read it but me. If it is, then I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to write again.&lt;/span&gt; I think my vocabulary is lessening (see what I mean? haha) every single day. Being a stay home mom slash entrepreneur doesn't really give me much time to just read, write and relax. I need to sharpen my writing skills once again. Seriously, it has been collecting dust. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to do it for me.&lt;/span&gt; Recently, I've been too busy. Busy, busy, busy. I don't have time to think and ponder my thoughts anymore. So maybe this will be my outlet for anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4784370069033129097-4180269430689085006?l=wearingpretty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/feeds/4180269430689085006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-attempt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4180269430689085006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4784370069033129097/posts/default/4180269430689085006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wearingpretty.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-attempt.html' title='Another attempt?'/><author><name>muntingbinibini</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02419574957453433756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sE7H7e6-3cA/SkPgfih5FMI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-tNrIdDzZck/s1600-R/Untitled-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
