<?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-7395343</id><updated>2012-02-04T02:20:03.198+08:00</updated><category term='holiday'/><category term='mba'/><category term='golf'/><category term='politics'/><title type='text'>.: StRoNgeR tHaN pRiDe :.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8348418308178535561</id><published>2008-07-14T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:13:42.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soaring</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Car Crash Matt NathansonFeel like I'm taking off... But I don't know about landing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8348418308178535561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8348418308178535561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8348418308178535561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8348418308178535561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2008/07/soaring.html' title='soaring'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1979485888229565259</id><published>2008-03-24T11:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:39:01.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss home</title><summary type='text'>Iniibig ko ang PilipinasIto ang aking lupang sinilanganIto ang tahanan ng aking lahi    I am also only recently starting to truly appreciate how beautiful our language can be :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1979485888229565259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1979485888229565259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1979485888229565259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1979485888229565259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-miss-home.html' title='i miss home'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/R-cgp146scI/AAAAAAAAALM/blSWtp8fj-A/s72-c/banaue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2346064470475110521</id><published>2007-12-12T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T12:28:56.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feelfrustratedconfusedincompleteno one understands</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2346064470475110521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2346064470475110521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2346064470475110521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2346064470475110521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-feel-frustrated-confused-incomplete.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1310634857867830703</id><published>2007-10-01T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T03:44:47.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: Wonderful Everclear Everything is wonderful now, na na na na na naOnly because Everclear was outside my window! Hahaha! Yeah, it totally killed my study mode, but it was cool nonetheless. :) Ok, seriously, back to the grind for me.P.S.  I just noticed my blog is still on Manila time too.  Hehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1310634857867830703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1310634857867830703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1310634857867830703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1310634857867830703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/10/listening-to-wonderful-everclear.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3538183864720729690</id><published>2007-09-23T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T07:22:59.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>domesticated :)</title><summary type='text'>I just have to say that I am so proud that I got to make roast chicken and gravy today. :D And it was good! The gravy was tasty, the chicken was juicy... It was chicken perfection. ;) Heehee.I'm loving the weekends as my time to clean and cook, which, *gasp* I'm actually starting to enjoy. Haha! Plus, I really don't have a lot to time to eat, much less to even cook during week days, so weekends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3538183864720729690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3538183864720729690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3538183864720729690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3538183864720729690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/09/domesticated.html' title='domesticated :)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2611582855174534121</id><published>2007-09-04T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:10:22.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing you</title><summary type='text'>here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which growshigher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars aparti carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)- from the poem by ee cummings</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2611582855174534121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2611582855174534121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2611582855174534121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2611582855174534121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/09/missing-you.html' title='missing you'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3720767637555729653</id><published>2007-08-13T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:39:13.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pisces horoscope</title><summary type='text'>"This Leo New Moon in your 6th House of Details places you in a dilemma because it requires you to act more efficiently than you prefer."Yes, it's true. I hate that chores take up so much of my time. :p </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3720767637555729653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3720767637555729653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3720767637555729653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3720767637555729653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-leo-new-moon-in-your-6th-house-of.html' title='pisces horoscope'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1759834879987441062</id><published>2007-07-14T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:14:56.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to nico</title><summary type='text'>I miss you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1759834879987441062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1759834879987441062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1759834879987441062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1759834879987441062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-nico.html' title='to nico'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3647469620857935628</id><published>2007-06-26T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T12:52:25.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small things, good day :)</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Can I Buy You a Drink T PainGot my butt kicked yesterday in everything from tennis to baseball to bowling and *gasp* even golf! Nico and I spent most of the afternoon playing with his new Wii, and I can see why people are crazy over it! It's so much fun! :) Even if you lose. ;)Anyway, what I just wanted to share was that I had a really great day (even though I got sick in the middle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3647469620857935628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3647469620857935628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3647469620857935628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3647469620857935628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/06/small-things-good-day.html' title='small things, good day :)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2288958275181565118</id><published>2007-06-15T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T11:02:04.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishy father's day gift</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Anonymous Bobby V5 men, 1 woman (me), and about 2 hours later, we finally caught my dad's father day present! :D Yup, caught! A handsome little utsuri that looks a lot like this... Isn't it just a beauty? :D It took weeks to find one and although it set me back several thousand pesos, it's worth it. :) My dad's loves his koi (we have a really pretty pond that's supposed to have good</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2288958275181565118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2288958275181565118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2288958275181565118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2288958275181565118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/06/listening-to-anonymous-t-pain-5-men-1.html' title='fishy father&apos;s day gift'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RnJql6T9mUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VjvMrdaqO54/s72-c/utsuri.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-9153673887673901967</id><published>2007-06-06T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:52:20.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having it all</title><summary type='text'>I'd like to think that I am picking my slivers well, but I get scared sometimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/9153673887673901967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=9153673887673901967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/9153673887673901967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/9153673887673901967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/06/having-it-all.html' title='having it all'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/Rmat56T9mTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3S2fy95WKuM/s72-c/havingitall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8883825286407945229</id><published>2007-06-04T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T21:53:33.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>student visa interview</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Umbrella RhianaWaited for about 4 hours (during which I made several acquaintances, so by the time I was leaving people were waving and I felt like a celebrity, haha!) for a 4 minute interview.Consul: So you're going to Emory University.Kimmy: Yes.C: That's a good school.K: Thank you.C: What does your family do?K: We have companies in blah and blah.C: And Emory's giving you some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8883825286407945229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8883825286407945229&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8883825286407945229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8883825286407945229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/06/student-visa-interview.html' title='student visa interview'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8640123813783677648</id><published>2007-05-28T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T13:17:43.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"By some mischief of fate, we might only truly fall in love once. You know, that one great love old folks refer to. Many lovers may come into our lives but there is only one person, with that one smile, one kiss, one hug and that one moment, that our hearts will never replace."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8640123813783677648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8640123813783677648&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8640123813783677648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8640123813783677648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/05/by-some-mischief-of-fate-we-might-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1372698076807241372</id><published>2007-05-21T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:37:32.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>after may 14</title><summary type='text'>Gosh, the past few days have been really exciting/nervewracking. And (for a change!) not about b-school, but about our national elections.First of all, I am so happy that almost all my candidates are in the "magic 12", but I am also really worried about the cheating that is almost certain to take place. I am furious about the fact that the Comelec is threatening to sanction the big networks for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1372698076807241372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1372698076807241372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1372698076807241372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1372698076807241372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/05/after-may-14.html' title='after may 14'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2834845597750130386</id><published>2007-05-13T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:24:02.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>updates from a bum</title><summary type='text'>I've been a relatively busy bum these past few weeks. :)To start off, I've been playing golf up to about thrice a week -- from Antipolo (north of Manila) to Tagaytay (south of Manila), and this week I will once again be in Antipolo, as well as Baguio (farther up north). :) Golf is my new "profession". Hehe!Secondly, I was also preparing for my dad's recently concluded 55th birthday and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2834845597750130386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2834845597750130386&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2834845597750130386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2834845597750130386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates-from-bum.html' title='updates from a bum'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5011477162120423960</id><published>2007-04-22T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T12:12:07.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><summary type='text'>I think the whole world has been overwhelmed this week by the senseless violence and tragedy of the Virginia Tech massacre. It just leaves you feeling numb, in grief and disbelief about how people can act this way. I have no words for it...One story in particular struck me - about Professor Liviu Librescu, who was shot no less than 5 times saving his class and giving them time to escape. He was a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5011477162120423960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5011477162120423960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5011477162120423960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5011477162120423960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-6397404634424557743</id><published>2007-04-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:13:41.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>breaking up is hard to do</title><summary type='text'>Nico and I are still together! :DWhat I'm talking about is saying goodbye to schools that have offered me admission, and finally making a decision about where to take my MBA. I'm decided on going to one of the schools that have offered me scholarship, since I don't think I'll be able to wait much longer for other schools. I've given myself til the end of the month.The difficulty doesn't lie in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/6397404634424557743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=6397404634424557743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6397404634424557743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6397404634424557743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/breaking-up-is-hard-to-do.html' title='breaking up is hard to do'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RijG8kr6zII/AAAAAAAAAEw/FrM1OwgKfgI/s72-c/choice.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4464910474047932595</id><published>2007-04-17T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T06:38:55.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>drawing to a close</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Spaceboy SplenderI'm not even a bum yet, and already I'm feeling "the bum life". ;) Here's what I've been doing the past few days.I went diving! :D aerial photo of the resort we stayed atThe MBA application process is finally drawing to a close for me. It feels almost surreal. I can't help but think that I would have done some things differently, given what I know now (yeah, after </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4464910474047932595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4464910474047932595&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4464910474047932595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4464910474047932595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/drawing-to-close.html' title='drawing to a close'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RiTVsR57neI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4N2yBmvIgPA/s72-c/Palawan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5159773176101412431</id><published>2007-04-09T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T16:02:44.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>updates: mba + golf</title><summary type='text'>MBA applications:3 admits (with scholarships)2 dings1 waitlist1 pendingSince Kellogg has decided to waive my interview, all I can do now is wait and pray for the best. Oh yeah, and get around to making a decision! ;)Must admit that reading about other applicants for whom this part of the process is over is making me look forward to being at that phase too (so I can move on to stressing about my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5159773176101412431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5159773176101412431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5159773176101412431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5159773176101412431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/updates-mba-golf.html' title='updates: mba + golf'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3407706715635488624</id><published>2007-04-06T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T10:04:09.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>stanford + georgetown</title><summary type='text'>Ok, I dunno about the title "Stanford (plus) Georgetown", because although I did get decisions from both on the same day, they couldn't have been more different.I got a (kind) rejection from Stanford, and an (incredibly nice) admission and scholarship from Georgetown, so go Hoyas! ;) I feel a little disappointed, of course, since Stanford was my "reach for the stars" school, but I also don't feel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3407706715635488624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3407706715635488624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3407706715635488624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3407706715635488624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/decisions-stanford-georgetown.html' title='stanford + georgetown'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RhYRu4QjV9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/EvuDGuLsCCY/s72-c/gtownhoyas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4128668453348501134</id><published>2007-04-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:43:48.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>time for a break!</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Digital Love Daft Punk Obviously, this is Michelle Wie, and not me. ;) But after months of hard work and sacrifice, I will finally be playing my first golf game tomorrow! :D I'll be with my brother, Kit, and my dad, so I'm already expecting to be the worst player on the course tomorrow. Hehe!But I'm so excited! :DNico gave me a nice cap from Nike, since I don't own any and I've a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4128668453348501134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4128668453348501134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4128668453348501134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4128668453348501134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-break.html' title='time for a break!'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RhO554QjV7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/nIbsVqwk8XU/s72-c/michellewie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-6491066541357006539</id><published>2007-03-31T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:17:05.634+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>there is some good news</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Oo Up Dharma DownSo last week I was immensely stressed, BUT I do have some positive updates :)In the case of my Kellogg application, the Kellogg office has been just great in helping me out so far. The lady I've been corresponding with has informed me that although I have to be pushed into Round 3 of the applications, they will push my file through so that I can get an interview and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/6491066541357006539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=6491066541357006539&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6491066541357006539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6491066541357006539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-is-some-good-news.html' title='there is some good news'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-534630627665498590</id><published>2007-03-28T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:16:08.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>lost application??</title><summary type='text'>I was alright. I wasn't stressing about it, really. But now I can feel the tightness in my chest, and when I was leaving my voice message I just hope to God I didn't sound like I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown.I've been trying to log in to the Kellogg online status check for a few days now, but keep getting the message that my PIN is invalid. Surprisingly, feeling ok. I decide to send an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/534630627665498590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=534630627665498590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/534630627665498590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/534630627665498590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/lost-application.html' title='lost application??'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3065819335127815929</id><published>2007-03-27T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T23:53:17.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>just waiting &amp; agonizing</title><summary type='text'>feeling: semi-anxiouslistening to: Last Request Paolo NutiniWaiting is sheer agony.But in a little less than 2 weeks, my waiting in agony should be over.Then I can start agonizing over making a final decision.Ooh, the anticipation. ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3065819335127815929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3065819335127815929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3065819335127815929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3065819335127815929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-waiting-and-agonizing.html' title='just waiting &amp; agonizing'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4273100463664583584</id><published>2007-03-20T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T11:24:30.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>grant me serenity</title><summary type='text'>feeling: ok nowlistening to: Can't Let Go Landon PiggI got my first ding. Should I say that it was bound to happen? :p Well, it has happened, and gosh darn it, I'm still ok!I must admit that when I found out I was dejected/disappointed/crushed. Not so much over the fact that I've lost the school, but the rejection in itself and how that may bode for my other upcoming admission decisions. Although</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4273100463664583584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4273100463664583584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4273100463664583584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4273100463664583584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/grant-me-serenity.html' title='grant me serenity'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3722885983748584191</id><published>2007-03-15T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:51:09.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>powered by emma</title><summary type='text'>This is so funny/cool/strange!I got an email this morning from one of the b-schools, and it was signed with this...I thought it was individualized, but it turns out to be a brand! Yup - myemma.com ;) It's so cute coz it has stuff like "Ask Emma", "Choose Your Emma", "What Emma Does", "Emma Agency"... :) Ok, this is a narcissistic moment right here. Hehe!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3722885983748584191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3722885983748584191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3722885983748584191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3722885983748584191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/emmacom.html' title='powered by emma'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/Rfk_VbdVEII/AAAAAAAAADc/d3F2GcsOu7U/s72-c/powered_dk_grey.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-7807665152865093054</id><published>2007-03-12T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:23:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my thank you gift</title><summary type='text'>When I am done with my MBA and have a well-paying job (and I know I'm kinda counting my chickens before they've hatched here), I will thank my supportive and loving dad with this:The famous 18th hole The Lodge and Pebble Beach Golf Links Photos from PebbleBeach.comI know he's played the courses, but I want to treat him with a "Stay &amp; Play" package at Pebble Beach. It's absolutely beautiful! :) Of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/7807665152865093054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=7807665152865093054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7807665152865093054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7807665152865093054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-thank-you-gift.html' title='my thank you gift'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2834883414044045447</id><published>2007-03-11T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:22:24.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>good grief</title><summary type='text'>feeling: still have a bad coughlistening to: the fountain in the koi pond outsideI was a little shocked to receive an email from Georgetown recently. Not only was I waitlisted (?!) but also, the admission decision isn't supposed to come out til March 29. Then I got this email --Due to a technical error in our Apply Yourself online application system, you may have erroneously received an e-mail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2834883414044045447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2834883414044045447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2834883414044045447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2834883414044045447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/good-grief.html' title='good grief'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4748295736176691225</id><published>2007-03-08T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:06:38.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senatorial dinner guest</title><summary type='text'>listening to: This Ain't A Scene (It's An Arms Race) Fall Out Boy ft. Kanye WestGuess who's coming to dinner? Oh, I'm excited! I'd better prepare my talking points. ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4748295736176691225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4748295736176691225&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4748295736176691225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4748295736176691225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/03/guess-whos-coming-to-dinner-id-better.html' title='senatorial dinner guest'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/Re9xYBnsy6I/AAAAAAAAADU/-CbkSIUcqVo/s72-c/logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8511946334924750397</id><published>2007-02-28T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:05:51.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>"refresh-ion" obsession ;)</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Be Gentle With Me The Boy Least Likely ToI am obsessively glued to my email. Since I cannot access Gmail from the office, I have downloaded the Gmail software to my mobile so that I can access it even from my bed when I wake up in the middle of the night. Ever since I've started this whole MBA application process, I've developed the habit of clicking "Refresh" or F5 every few </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8511946334924750397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8511946334924750397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8511946334924750397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8511946334924750397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-be-gentle-with-me-boy.html' title='&quot;refresh-ion&quot; obsession ;)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1829283681573922280</id><published>2007-02-27T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:03:45.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for special days</title><summary type='text'>I just had a great day yesterday. :) Not because it was my birthday, but because of all of the people who made it so special for me. :)Thank you! :)Sidenote:I wanted to write something mushy, but changed my mind. ;) Just know that I was feeling particularly loved that day. I also wanted to write something a bit more reflective but that can wait til another day. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1829283681573922280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1829283681573922280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1829283681573922280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1829283681573922280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-had-great-day-yesterday.html' title='thank you for special days'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4362691099825450170</id><published>2007-02-20T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:08:39.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>still deliberating</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Much Has Been Said BambooWhile waiting for the next round of decisions (it's unbearable... I am glued to my email!), I know I should at least make a decision between Goizueta and McCombs, as the deadline to confirm my slot at McCombs is fast approaching. (By the way, my darned UT EID isn't working... But I digress.)In this regard, my OC self made a comparative table and I've now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4362691099825450170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4362691099825450170&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4362691099825450170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4362691099825450170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-deliberating.html' title='still deliberating'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3402425315462956725</id><published>2007-02-18T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:30:05.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>welcome, year of the boar</title><summary type='text'>Happy lunar new year! :)In preparation for the new year, I made sure that my wallet had money, got my hair cut, got a massage, was with loved ones at midnight, and wore red. Hehe!Hey, it can't hurt... ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3402425315462956725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3402425315462956725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3402425315462956725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3402425315462956725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-new-year-in-preparation-for-new.html' title='welcome, year of the boar'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RdesTVGsNJI/AAAAAAAAADI/rDLDhR_hW7c/s72-c/ist2_1836888_chinese_zodiac_pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3240805244815286758</id><published>2007-02-18T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T09:39:02.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pasion y fuego</title><summary type='text'>Last night we watched my aunt's Flamenco show and it was amazing!I loved the dancing and I loved the music!By listening to the music, you can feel the dancing heartbeat of Spain.By watching the dance, it is the music itself. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3240805244815286758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3240805244815286758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3240805244815286758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3240805244815286758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/pasion-y-fuego.html' title='pasion y fuego'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1096046683266548414</id><published>2007-02-16T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:06:25.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love on valentine's day</title><summary type='text'>I don't really celebrate Valentine's Day. Nico and I saw each other to grab a quick sandwich in the morning, then in the evening, had dinner with my family (and their significant others) for wagyu steak, fresh grilled buttered prawns, portobello mushrooms, mashed potatoes, decadent chocolate cake, and Haagen Dazs macadamia brittle and vanilla. :) Yummmmmy. When I say we (my dad included) don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1096046683266548414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1096046683266548414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1096046683266548414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1096046683266548414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-on-valentines-day.html' title='love on valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-7445395867118366814</id><published>2007-02-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T16:04:49.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a love that lasts</title><summary type='text'>listening to: That's All Michael BubleI can only give you love that lasts forever, and a promise to be near each time you callMy grandparents celebrated their diamond wedding anniversary last Saturday, and it was a great event. :) My whole family was more or less complete (45 strong) and we got all cleaned up in our formal wear. There was good food (the prawns were excellent!), lots of laughter, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/7445395867118366814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=7445395867118366814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7445395867118366814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7445395867118366814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-thats-all-michael-buble-i.html' title='a love that lasts'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5102417164774066289</id><published>2007-02-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:52:17.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>scholarship at ut austin</title><summary type='text'>I got offered scholarship at McCombs!!!The total package is pretty comparable to the offer from Emory, BUT I have to accept it by March 15.Now I'm confused and I'm not sure what to do. (Although also really flattered. It's good to feel some love. I feel like some kind of genius. Haha!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5102417164774066289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5102417164774066289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5102417164774066289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5102417164774066289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/scholarship-at-ut-austin.html' title='scholarship at ut austin'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8771913502934294060</id><published>2007-02-08T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T16:11:54.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new "favorite" billboard</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Wires AthleteToday I saw what I believe to be the hands-down winner for ickiest billboard along EDSA (our major thoroughfare in Manila) - the Belo (huge local cosmetic surgery group) billboard endorsing Richard Gomez (a local actor). And what does the billboard look like? It simply features this Richard Gomez looking forward away from the camera (as if to the future) with the words </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8771913502934294060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8771913502934294060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8771913502934294060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8771913502934294060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-new-favorite-billboard.html' title='new &quot;favorite&quot; billboard'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3950874891267243081</id><published>2007-02-06T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:22:53.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>initial preparations</title><summary type='text'>I decided to start reviewing for my driving test :D Heehee. That way I can get my US driver's license as soon as I get there. :) I'm using the Cal driver's manual, but I figure it should be relatively the same laws (right?)I've also been checking out some studios and 1-bedroom apartments in Austin and Atlanta on Rent.com (and I don't mean the musical), in case I'm not able to get on-campus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3950874891267243081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3950874891267243081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3950874891267243081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3950874891267243081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/initial-preparations.html' title='initial preparations'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3481609003343241351</id><published>2007-02-06T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:21:54.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>deep in the heart o' texas</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Bigger Than My Body John MayerI've been accepted to UT Austin! :)Hook 'em Longhorns! ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3481609003343241351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3481609003343241351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3481609003343241351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3481609003343241351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/02/listening-to-bigger-than-my-body-john.html' title='deep in the heart o&apos; texas'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l3Cshj4bgkw/RciIki1wIBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/CvOkFdnFHkM/s72-c/texas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5282910739044541515</id><published>2007-01-30T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:23:18.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>affluenza</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Over My Head The FrayA social condition arising from the desire to be more wealthy, successful or to "Keep up with the Joneses." Affluenza is symptomatic of a culture that prides financial success as one of the highest pursuits to be achieved. People said to be affected by affluenza typically find that the very economic success they have been so vigorously chasing ends up leaving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5282910739044541515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5282910739044541515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5282910739044541515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5282910739044541515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/01/affluenza.html' title='affluenza'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2324040627709183984</id><published>2007-01-27T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:22:29.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>sitting, waiting, wishing</title><summary type='text'>listening to: The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore James MorrisonI had my first interviews the past few days and I'm not exactly sure how to assess how they went. I think I did alright, but they were really challenging and of course, after the interviews were over I felt like I could have said more or that I could have said some things differently. I guess I won't really know until the results come </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2324040627709183984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2324040627709183984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2324040627709183984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2324040627709183984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/01/sitting-waiting-wishing.html' title='sitting, waiting, wishing'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2293079569387230633</id><published>2007-01-22T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T00:03:26.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: I'm Gonna Love You More Than Anyone Gavin DeGrawSince the inception of toilet paper and the establishment of public washrooms, I am of the firm belief that the greatest boon to mankind has been disposable toilet seat covers. ;)Unfortunately, the concept hasn't really latched on here in Manila, or anywhere else in the Philippines for that matter. It's a true crime against humanity (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2293079569387230633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2293079569387230633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2293079569387230633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2293079569387230633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/01/listening-to-im-gonna-love-you-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4861508303608254320</id><published>2007-01-19T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T22:23:49.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>non-negotiables</title><summary type='text'>I was having dinner with some of my lovely girlfriends, and one of them pointed out that a lot of the guys she's been dating (yeah, I know, several guys... she's pretty hot stuff ;) heehee) have "accused" her of being too picky and over-analyzing and making a decision about something without giving it a chance.Her "sin" is basically this -- she will see something in the guy that she decides is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4861508303608254320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4861508303608254320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4861508303608254320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4861508303608254320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/01/non-negotiables.html' title='non-negotiables'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3027962397526767503</id><published>2007-01-03T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:22:41.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>to 2007!</title><summary type='text'>Happy new year, everyone! :) Hope you all had as great a new year's celebration as I did! :) (even though we didn't win in the presentation... at least my Tinkerbell costume got me an award. heehee!)In one of the simbang gabi masses, Fr. Manuel Francisco was the homilist and he gave a really beautiful homily about God's plan and how it is really when we respond to situations with grace and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3027962397526767503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3027962397526767503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3027962397526767503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3027962397526767503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-2007.html' title='to 2007!'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4991833330982874772</id><published>2006-12-21T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:22:06.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>my first interview!</title><summary type='text'>feeling: all a-titherlistening to: Champagne High Sister Hazel I'm on a champagne high. Where will I be when I stop wondering why?This morning I got the email that I've been invited for a phone interview with Emory! :) (Y'know, since I kinda can't travel all the way to Atlanta to be interviewed for 45 minutes...) It was the first school I submitted my application to, and this will be my first </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4991833330982874772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4991833330982874772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4991833330982874772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4991833330982874772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-first-interview.html' title='my first interview!'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-614648254338197676</id><published>2006-12-18T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T09:03:12.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: This Year's Love David GrayAnd won't you kiss me on that midnight street, sweep me off my feet, singing ain't this life so sweetI don't think I was ever the jealous type, but when a girl is too "around", my *jealous girlfriend mechanism* kicks in. It really sucks. - oOo -Last Friday, my dad and I were in the car, and he said to me that he "couldn't ask for a better daughter". I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/614648254338197676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=614648254338197676&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/614648254338197676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/614648254338197676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-this-years-love-david-gray.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-6867940937243156396</id><published>2006-12-13T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:24:11.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'>speaking of mba blogs</title><summary type='text'>I found this site that lists just that. It arranges the bloggers according to school too, so you can look at blogs of students from Kellogg, Stanford, Georgetown, Tuck, UT Austin, and other US and even European and Asian schools. :)I've read that you shouldn't pick a school based merely on rankings, which I feel is true. It's not just about whether or not it's a top-ranked school, but if it's a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/6867940937243156396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=6867940937243156396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6867940937243156396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6867940937243156396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/12/speaking-of-mba-blogs-i-found-this-site.html' title='speaking of mba blogs'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-4993472999752198058</id><published>2006-12-06T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T22:20:43.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mba'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: Philosophy Ben Folds FiveLook what I stumbled upon while going through the Berkeley website (doing research and gathering material for my essays, y'know) -- it's a blog of Berkeley MBA students. :) And here's a blog by the admissions team! Pretty insightful reads. :)Speaking of essays, my antique laptop (by US accounting standards, it's almost fully depreciated twice over! heehee!) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/4993472999752198058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=4993472999752198058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4993472999752198058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/4993472999752198058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/12/listening-to-tomorrow-morning-jack.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-3141303336831423990</id><published>2006-11-28T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:00:52.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love the beatles!</title><summary type='text'>We were having lunch at Antonio's the other day, and they played the best CD I have heard in a while! It's a compilation of acoustic instrumental Beatles songs. :) I found out that it was just a burned CD that was given to him as a gift. Shucks. I was too shy to ask if I could burn a copy. (On the other hand, I was not too shy to say that the spicy croutons he now puts in the mesclun salad is not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/3141303336831423990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=3141303336831423990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3141303336831423990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/3141303336831423990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-beatles.html' title='i love the beatles!'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-8153202492295531375</id><published>2006-11-21T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:30:52.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>simbanggabi</title><summary type='text'>feeling: excited/sadOne of my favorite holiday traditions is Simbanggabi, particularly at the Ateneo. It always seems to bring me a sense of peace, and it's just so beautiful and welcoming.The Church of the Gesu The parols in front of the Church 2006 schedule of massesI just realized that if I get accepted for Fall 2007 that this will be the last time I'll get to attend Simbanggabi masses in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/8153202492295531375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=8153202492295531375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8153202492295531375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/8153202492295531375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/simbanggabi.html' title='simbanggabi'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-186245458654413316</id><published>2006-11-20T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T10:55:34.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you're famous when...</title><summary type='text'>listening to: One Thing Finger ElevenIf I traded it all just for one thing, wouldn't that be somethingMannyYou're in Wikipedia.PascaleYou come out on Swiss TV for your role in the children's play of Snow White! *clapclapclap!* I'm so proud of my adorable little sister! :D *beams* </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/186245458654413316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=186245458654413316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/186245458654413316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/186245458654413316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-know-youre-famous-when.html' title='you know you&apos;re famous when...'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-7372784784440042581</id><published>2006-11-08T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:01:47.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so biased</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Staring at the Sun U2I'm not the only one who'd rather go blindYou know how there are some people who will always do good things and nice things and the right things, just because, well, just because you like them.  Or I don't know, they have a way of being likable. I've discovered that there are also some people that, for me, will always do annoying things and wrong things and rude</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/7372784784440042581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=7372784784440042581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7372784784440042581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/7372784784440042581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-biased.html' title='so biased'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-6161828929927389530</id><published>2006-11-03T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:00:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonder-woman days</title><summary type='text'>feeling: sleepylistening to: Smile Like You Mean It The KillersI love productive days. :) My family never visits the cemetery on All Saints' and All Souls' Day holidays because we don't like the crowds; we go either the weekend before or after. So we spent the day at home before going out for dinner in the evening. And how did I spend my day? Unleashing my inner writer. Yup! Finally got around to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/6161828929927389530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=6161828929927389530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6161828929927389530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/6161828929927389530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/11/wonder-woman-days.html' title='wonder-woman days'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5119109338323019827</id><published>2006-10-29T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:50:19.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing</title><summary type='text'>listening to: My Love Justin TimberlakeNumber 1I was checking the tracking on FedEx today, and I was so amazed at how incredible it is! I've never used the whole tracking thing, and it's so cool that you can see every step of the package. *ooooh* A summary of the journey of my transcript to Emory:October 2612:16pm Picked up * Makati City PH 1:32pm Left origin * Makati City PH2:40pm Int'l shipment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5119109338323019827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5119109338323019827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5119109338323019827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5119109338323019827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/10/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-2140803689449202961</id><published>2006-10-25T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:25:14.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice surprise</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Empty Street Hed Kandi mixIt's always nice hearing from people you haven't seen or heard from in a while.  The past few days has been like that for me -- suddenly getting messages in YM or my mobile from people I wasn't sure still remembered me.  (OK, maybe that's a little too dramatic, but you know what I mean.)  And it's a small, but very nice surprise. :)  I have to add that to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/2140803689449202961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=2140803689449202961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2140803689449202961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/2140803689449202961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/10/nice-surprise.html' title='nice surprise'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-116158811689055555</id><published>2006-10-24T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T13:13:55.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after 2 years</title><summary type='text'>It was nice to have a big stuff-your-gut dinner (even though I said that I wanted to have a light dinner, I'm just a sucker for heavy dinners!), then after, curl at home and watch Disney cartoons together. :)Wuvioo. :) Happy anniversary.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/116158811689055555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=116158811689055555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/116158811689055555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/116158811689055555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/10/after-2-years.html' title='after 2 years'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-114229462088926467</id><published>2006-03-14T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:22:55.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday surprise</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Firefly Bonnie Bailey Glorious life, living the dream.I had a great birthday this year. :) The Friday after, Nico surprised me with the biggest bunch of carnations I've ever seen and a big bag full of Choc-Nut! :) (I love Choc-Nut! And I think that maybe the lilies have grown on me and like them best now. Hehe.) Then the next day he had a surprise birthday dinner for me. I've never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/114229462088926467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=114229462088926467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/114229462088926467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/114229462088926467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/03/listening-to-firefly-bonnie-bailey.html' title='birthday surprise'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-114039498827914934</id><published>2006-02-20T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:23:58.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh to be a contender</title><summary type='text'>feeling: mildly stressedlistening to: I'd Rather Dance Kings of ConvenienceWhile my parents were watching CSI last night, I saw the AXN commercial announcing Amazing Race Asia! :) I think it'd be really cool to join! Except I think that I'll probably be this annoying girl who can't seem to do anything right for her team - getting lost, getting tired... I asked Nico if he'd like to join anyway, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/114039498827914934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=114039498827914934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/114039498827914934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/114039498827914934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/02/feeling-mildly-stressed-listening-to.html' title='oh to be a contender'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-113824068535021866</id><published>2006-01-29T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:26:22.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resolution</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Just Like Heaven Tristan Prettyman Spinning on that dizzy edge, I kissed his face, kissed his head... I'm in love with you.Nico once asked me why I can't just be happy in the now. I don't know, but I find myself almost uncontrollably worrying about all the things that could possibly go wrong in the future. I hope that happiness lasts and lasts and lasts, but am always worried that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/113824068535021866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=113824068535021866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113824068535021866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113824068535021866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/01/listening-to-just-like-heaven-tristan.html' title='resolution'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-113584424380200713</id><published>2005-12-29T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:19.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>world cup frenzy</title><summary type='text'>I'm excited!  World Cup in June! :D  Vive le France! ;)But I also want Switzerland to make it. ;)  They're in the same group as France, so hopefully they won't be drawn against France in the first round.  They have a good chance of beating Togo and Korea. *crosses fingers*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/113584424380200713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=113584424380200713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113584424380200713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113584424380200713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/12/world-cup-frenzy.html' title='world cup frenzy'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-113522120003790879</id><published>2005-12-22T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marketing strategy</title><summary type='text'>feeling: lazy... ;)listening to: Heard 'Em Say Kanye West feat. Adam LevineAnd nothing lasts forever so be honest babe. It hurts but it may be the only way.Ever notice how girls seem to be prettier after they break up? I suppose that it comes from a desire to up your "marketability". It's a matter of pride. That deep down inside (or sometimes maybe not even deep down) you have something to prove.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/113522120003790879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=113522120003790879&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113522120003790879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113522120003790879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/12/marketing-strategy.html' title='marketing strategy'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-113383333857080233</id><published>2005-12-06T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: Champagne High Sister HazelI think that one of my all-time favorite couples is my tito Ray and tita Marivic.  They're buddies.  They joke around and goof off.  The other night I saw them dancing while the pianist played.  And I wondered if everyone gets the chance to be so lucky.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/113383333857080233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=113383333857080233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113383333857080233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113383333857080233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/12/listening-to-champagne-high-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-113108380892154708</id><published>2005-11-04T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><summary type='text'>Come home soon, please...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/113108380892154708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=113108380892154708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113108380892154708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/113108380892154708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-5962263168885352542</id><published>2005-10-23T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:34:39.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: lovedI am a crazy love-struck fool ;) and gosh darned not ashamed to admit it!Yesterday, I came into the living room to see (in my opinion) the most amazing boy on the planet with too many flowers and too many gifts... And he looked so loving and happy and adorable... And I never felt so happy to be with someone...And then I cried. ;P</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/5962263168885352542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=5962263168885352542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5962263168885352542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/5962263168885352542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2006/10/feeling-loved-i-am-crazy-love-struck.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-112875829776144995</id><published>2005-10-17T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one year :)</title><summary type='text'>feeling: contentI love you without knowing how, or when, or from where;I love you simply, without problems or pride;I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of lovingbut this, in which there is no I or you,so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,so intimate that when I fall asleep, it is your eyes that close. ~Pablo Neruda</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/112875829776144995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=112875829776144995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112875829776144995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112875829776144995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-year.html' title='one year :)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-112528885927322899</id><published>2005-09-07T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listening to: Bad Girl UsherHere's something I saw on the net on weight loss (which caught my eye being as the case is that I'm now 13 lbs. heavier than I was 10 months ago. That's more than a pound a month, people!) It's how your blood type affects the type of food that makes you gain or lose weight.Type AFoods that encourage weight gain: meat, dairy foods, kidney beans, lima beans, wheat.Foods </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/112528885927322899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=112528885927322899&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112528885927322899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112528885927322899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/09/listening-to-bad-girl-usher-heres.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-112487314384313675</id><published>2005-08-24T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oldie moment</title><summary type='text'>I just had the ultimate oldie moment of my still-young life.I was talking to someone at work, and when I turned, my back started aching! I had to hold it!Man. I'm getting old!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/112487314384313675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=112487314384313675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112487314384313675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112487314384313675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/08/oldie-moment.html' title='oldie moment'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-112133505625501770</id><published>2005-07-14T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: amusedI was coming in from a seminar, and when I got to my parking space, lo and behold, it was occupied.Right in front of it and to the right of it are two identical signs that read: "Reserved. Emma Estrada." in all caps. Naturally, I was surprised. "Who would park in my parking space?", I wondered.On the car was all the explanation I needed - a green sticker proclaiming "De La Salle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/112133505625501770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=112133505625501770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112133505625501770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/112133505625501770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/07/feeling-amused-i-was-coming-in-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-1083244731717567525</id><published>2005-07-01T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T10:28:19.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: lovedI know... Maybe it's girly, and maybe it's cheesy... But I got him a bouquet of flowers and left them on his car windshield (complete with cheesy note). ;)Because where else will I ever find anyone who will spend all morning worrying about me, and leave work just to drive me home from the emergency room so I don't have to wait, then look into my eyes and tell me I look beautiful... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/1083244731717567525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=1083244731717567525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1083244731717567525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/1083244731717567525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/07/feeling-loved-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111974948011205421</id><published>2005-06-28T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:18.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: bittersweetI love you still.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111974948011205421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111974948011205421&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111974948011205421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111974948011205421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/06/feeling-bittersweet-i-love-you-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111614593220576312</id><published>2005-05-27T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer trips</title><summary type='text'>I don't have any pictures from Guam, but I do have a tan, a bruise (from trying to play football), achy arms (from trying to play volleyball), and I got my ass slapped around and I couldn't walk for about two days from wakeboarding. ;) I'm seriously loving it. I wouldn't mind going back there again.I also finally get around to posting some pictures of my trip to China! :)Only in China... ...The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111614593220576312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111614593220576312&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111614593220576312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111614593220576312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/05/summer-trips.html' title='summer trips'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111691723644017219</id><published>2005-05-24T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was scaredTired and underpreparedBut I wait for itAnd if you goAnd leave me down here on my ownThen I'll wait for you</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111691723644017219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111691723644017219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111691723644017219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111691723644017219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-was-scared-tired-and-underprepared.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111655139480448520</id><published>2005-05-20T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in a galaxy far away</title><summary type='text'>Episode III was the bomb! :D I'm definitely seeing that again.Have you seen it? Go watch it! :) It made me want to watch the entire saga all over again.P.S. I want my own Yoda. Or my own Anakin... Or my own Empire. ;) Hehe!Look! I had to make the image tiny, but it says I'm Yoda. ;) Hahaha! So which Star Wars character are you?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111655139480448520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111655139480448520&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111655139480448520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111655139480448520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-galaxy-far-away.html' title='in a galaxy far away'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111642641319830402</id><published>2005-05-18T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days and...</title><summary type='text'>feeling: wearyIt just hasn't been great...MondayKimmy turns the key in Mike's ignition.*click click click click click*Oh crap.She tries again.*click click click click click*Crap.Kimmy: Hello, dad?Dad: Hi sweetheart.Kimmy: My car won't start.Dad: Is your car in park?Kimmy: Yes, dad.Dad: Check it.Kimmy: I'm looking at it now. Dad: Check if your battery's loose.Kimmy: That's under the hood, right?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111642641319830402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111642641319830402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111642641319830402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111642641319830402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/05/rainy-days-and.html' title='rainy days and...'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111331306735839897</id><published>2005-04-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: vacation-mode already!listening to: Wires Athlete Got to get to you. Got to see this through. I see hope is here...We have a new wishkid. His name's Harold Jay. He's 3 years old. He has leukemia, and he only just turned 3. Of all the things he could ask for, he wants 3 walking talking robots. Why 3? He has two brothers (ages 5 and 2) and he wants to share. I still don't feel like I do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111331306735839897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111331306735839897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111331306735839897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111331306735839897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/04/feeling-vacation-mode-alreadylistening.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111197052673586966</id><published>2005-03-28T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:17.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah, young love</title><summary type='text'>feeling: Monday bluesI was doing some work at home yesterday when my sister came in with an old piece of paper saying she found something that belonged to me. I saw it, and recognized it to be an old letter I got back in grade school from some little boy who had a crush on me. Haha! It pretty much goes this way:Hi! I think you're cute. I like basketball. I like rap music. I like comic books and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111197052673586966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111197052673586966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111197052673586966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111197052673586966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-young-love.html' title='ah, young love'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-111141463521682646</id><published>2005-03-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:16.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just me being sappy ;)</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own U2 And I still don't know why I deserve to be so happy. Or how, out of the billions of people in this world, we came to be together.I'm not complaining.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/111141463521682646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=111141463521682646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111141463521682646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/111141463521682646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-me-being-sappy.html' title='just me being sappy ;)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110699985912419183</id><published>2005-02-18T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:16.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: sentimental, in awelistening to: Baby FabulousI've always thought my grandparents are the perfect couple. :) Maybe I'm biased, but I've just always thought so.My grandmother is such a beautiful woman. After 9 kids, and at the age of 50, she still had an hourglass figure! (Whereas all I've got are the notorious Gonzalez hips at the age of 22 ;P) I've seen pictures of her then and thought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110699985912419183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110699985912419183&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110699985912419183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110699985912419183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/02/feeling-sentimental-in-awe-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110802826426372980</id><published>2005-02-10T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a long way down</title><summary type='text'>feeling: loved :)listening to: Love Saga 311You make me feel as if I'm home again.I was on my way to work this morning when I suddenly thought of how blessed I am. The kind of blessed that the ancient Greeks meant when they said "favored by the gods". I know that God gives us what we need at the right time, but I'm so lucky that what I want and what God intend for me are so in sync at this point </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110802826426372980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110802826426372980&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110802826426372980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110802826426372980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-long-way-down.html' title='it&apos;s a long way down'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110654627542698278</id><published>2005-01-26T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:16.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting older</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Baby Ashanti I wish I could work up the motivation to start exercising. I kinda miss the days that I wouldn't worry about whether or not what I'll wear will make my tummy look big, or if I look like a suman. Yeah... Back in the day when I had no tummy to speak of. ;PI get scared about the day that I'll be old. Really old. I worry about when I won't have youth or anything that lets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110654627542698278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110654627542698278&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110654627542698278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110654627542698278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/01/getting-older.html' title='getting older'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110601457430881899</id><published>2005-01-18T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:16.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: still sickRight now I wish I were...* in El Nido (either Miniloc or Lagen) - better yet, staying in one of the little cottages on the water.* sitting in one of Waling-Waling's little huts on the beach, with lots of cushy pillows.* sleeping in my soft, warm, cozy bed in Tagaytay; looking forward to dinner at Antonio's with a bottle of Villa Girardi Bure Alto.All of the above are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110601457430881899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110601457430881899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110601457430881899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110601457430881899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/01/feeling-still-sick-right-now-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110541050224412154</id><published>2005-01-11T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dance supahstah</title><summary type='text'>feeling: hungry! :)listening to: You Make Me Wanna Jadakiss feat. Mariah CareyI saw this title on one of the noon time shows, and my dad was teasing me that this should be my new title. He was being sarcastic, but I shall adopt it nonetheless. ;) Why? Because I can't dance to save my life. Seriously. I can do that head bopping thing, but that's pretty much it. Lately though, my dad's been happy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110541050224412154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110541050224412154&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110541050224412154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110541050224412154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/01/dance-supahstah.html' title='the dance supahstah'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110467162522927585</id><published>2005-01-02T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sunlit morning</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Ikaw Nga South BorderIkaw nga ang siyang hanap-hanap kay tagalI love the new year! :) There's a certain magic when I see the night sky lit up with a rainbow of sparkling lights, and the noise and exuberance of being surrounded by loved ones seem to make the promise of a joyful future tangible.My lola says there's a Spanish saying that goes "From the bad comes only good fortune.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110467162522927585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110467162522927585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110467162522927585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110467162522927585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2005/01/sunlit-morning.html' title='a sunlit morning'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110377050690667735</id><published>2004-12-23T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:43:44.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>political angst</title><summary type='text'>I know it's Christmas. I know. But certain things just got me thinking, reading Joy's post made me feel like blogging, and I just had to voice out some angst.[Disclaimer]Before I start, I'd like to say that I do respect the opinions of others, so I hope you can respect mine. I try my best not to talk about my politics, because it's a topic I have strong feelings about, and that I know a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110377050690667735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110377050690667735&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110377050690667735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110377050690667735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/12/political-angst.html' title='political angst'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110325067644935593</id><published>2004-12-20T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:50:49.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mag-d-drive ako</title><summary type='text'>feeling: perky/ sleepy/ hungrylistening to: chill-out to chill outI was dropping off my Christmas gift for Nico's family last Thursday. Now, I may have to mention that my boyfriend lives all the way in Paranaque. Paranaque. (When I live in Quezon City.) I may also have to mention what uncanny sense of direction I have. So of course I had to ask Nico to please explain how to get to his house like,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110325067644935593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110325067644935593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110325067644935593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110325067644935593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/12/mag-d-drive-ako.html' title='mag-d-drive ako'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110307266299222593</id><published>2004-12-15T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T13:14:32.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: determined things will be betterlistening to: some happy music Dancing in the moonlight, everybody's feeling warm and bright.I can't stand myself feeling bad. To top it off, I think I'm coming down with something. (I tried telling Nico it's chicken-withdrawal; he tells me I'm an addict. ;P) I thought, "Maybe I'm just tired," but yesterday was probably the lightest work day ever for me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110307266299222593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110307266299222593&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110307266299222593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110307266299222593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/12/feeling-determined-things-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110209560219191878</id><published>2004-12-04T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously wishing ;)</title><summary type='text'>feeling: giddy from all my shoppinglistening to: Let's Stay Together Lemar I'm so in love with you... Let's stay together. Loving you whether times are good or bad, happy or sadI'm in love. :) My goodness. Been trying to convince my dad that I'm willing to foresake Nissa's schooling for my new lust object, but don't think he's buying... (Going to get a Range Rover since we need a new family car.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110209560219191878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110209560219191878&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110209560219191878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110209560219191878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/12/seriously-wishing.html' title='seriously wishing ;)'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110165441744696827</id><published>2004-11-29T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day at a time</title><summary type='text'>feeling: afraid; hopefullistening to: Panalangin Nyoy Volante Panalangin ko Sa habang buhayMakapiling kaMakasama kaYan ang panalangin koAt di papayagAng pusong itoMawala kaSa 'king piling...I love this poem by Annie Johnson Flint. I hadn't really thought of it since high school, but recent events suddenly brought it to mind, and the phrase and the poem mean so much once again...One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110165441744696827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110165441744696827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110165441744696827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110165441744696827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-day-at-time.html' title='one day at a time'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110134493367149067</id><published>2004-11-25T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road rage</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Ain't Nothing Wrong HoustonIn my nice, normal state, I don't really curse, and can barely raise my voice above an audible whisper even when I try. (Except of course when watching sports, particurly UAAP games - Ateneo and basketball are two of my great loves. Hehe!) So it came as a surprise to realize that I had this hidden aggressive tendency.I find myself secretly (but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110134493367149067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110134493367149067&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110134493367149067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110134493367149067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/11/road-rage.html' title='road rage'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-110041287073033103</id><published>2004-11-15T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:15.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel the love</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Warning Sign Coldplay I should not let you go... I crawl back into your open arms.Every so often I'm reminded of the different ways people show me their love. :)My dad once asked me if my face "grew on ugly" and suggested I have it changed.He also asked, when I was mad at someone, "Do you want me to instill in him the fear of the Lord?" and I knew he'd do it.I'm almost always on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/110041287073033103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=110041287073033103&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110041287073033103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/110041287073033103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/11/feel-love.html' title='feel the love'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109944779582711768</id><published>2004-11-03T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postscript to defenses</title><summary type='text'>Coolness! I read something by Gaiman that's totally related to my last entry. Haha! He puts it a little bit better than I do. Just a little bit. ;) Plus it balances out my current sappy state with a healthy reminder of what was..."Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109944779582711768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109944779582711768&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109944779582711768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109944779582711768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/11/postscript-to-defenses.html' title='postscript to defenses'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109937485053919363</id><published>2004-11-02T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>defenses</title><summary type='text'>feeling: hopeful :)listening to: Kahit Na BridgeNatitiis ba natin ang lambing ng isa't isa?People often say that "we hurt the ones we love the most", but I wonder if they really give it that much thought. Sometimes I think some people use that sentence too lightly and throw it around as though it were license to hurt others; as though it was the natural way of things. It's not. When we say "we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109937485053919363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109937485053919363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109937485053919363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109937485053919363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/11/defenses.html' title='defenses'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109860062846290302</id><published>2004-10-24T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling: gosh, do I even have to say? :DJust in case you pass by...I love you. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109860062846290302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109860062846290302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109860062846290302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109860062846290302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/10/feeling-gosh-do-i-even-have-to-say-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109790754054602000</id><published>2004-10-19T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just when I've been so happy with how things are going for me.You have to go and say things.I hope things don't work out for you.Iiwanan ka rin nyan.'Di naman yan seryoso sa 'yo.Bakit ba gusto mo sa mga ayaw sa iyo?What is it with you?You don't know. There was nothing for me to do. All that happened wasn't how I wanted things to be.It wasn't my fault. :(Why do you try to find ways </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109790754054602000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109790754054602000&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109790754054602000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109790754054602000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-when-ive-been-so-happy-with-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109712558764791903</id><published>2004-10-07T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all that glitters</title><summary type='text'>My friends and I went to the Shu Uemura charity event for Centex last night in Ayala museum.(verbatim from the invitation)Attire: Formal "creativity without boundaries"What does that mean??What comes to mind: Tessa Prieto, Tim Yap, and lots of feathers. ;)After fretting about what to wear, I found when I got there that I could've just come in any jolly ol' outfit. The clothes the people came</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109712558764791903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109712558764791903&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109712558764791903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109712558764791903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/10/all-that-glitters.html' title='all that glitters'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109678797768244230</id><published>2004-10-03T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>propinquity</title><summary type='text'>feeling: optimistichipper (I couldn't decide)listening to: Panalangin Nyoy Volante Panalangin ko sa habambuhay, makapiling ka, makasama ka. 'Yan ang panalangin ko. I've been wondering whether proximity in time or place is really that crucial a factor. I'm sure we've all heard that "long distance relationships don't work", but what about time? Couldn't it work if you're both willing to make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109678797768244230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109678797768244230&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109678797768244230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109678797768244230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/10/propinquity.html' title='propinquity'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109577278538289316</id><published>2004-09-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say cheese! </title><summary type='text'>feeling: like I'm about to get my period ;p a bundle of emotions!listening to: Suntok Sa Buwan Session Road 'Di ko 'to gusto, pero 'wag kang lalayo.I was driving home along Paseo de Roxas yesterday, when this little boy went up to my window to sell sampaguita. I turned to look at him, and he flashed me such an endearing smile! It was so different to see this little boy, barely tall enough to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109577278538289316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109577278538289316&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109577278538289316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109577278538289316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/09/say-cheese.html' title='say cheese! '/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109465151335438251</id><published>2004-09-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 more minutes</title><summary type='text'>listening to: Warning Sign Coldplay (I really love them)The truth is that I miss you so. You know when things are going so well it's almost scary? Don't you feel that when things seem to be going just how you want them to, you realize that you're unwittingly waiting for the ball to drop? As though you can't believe that things could actually be that great, even though every fiber of you wants it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109465151335438251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109465151335438251&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109465151335438251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109465151335438251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/09/5-more-minutes.html' title='5 more minutes'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7395343.post-109403845629951494</id><published>2004-09-01T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T13:30:14.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new dragon</title><summary type='text'>feeling: challengedlistening to: Ghost In You Counting Crows I'm in the mood for you, or for running away. All the stars come down in you... Love will not fade away.First day of work today [again]. :) It's pretty cool. I'll be learning so much!2 concerns:* Don't get me wrong - the people in my group all seem really nice and I can see us all getting along. The thing is that we'll be ranked, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/feeds/109403845629951494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7395343&amp;postID=109403845629951494&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109403845629951494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7395343/posts/default/109403845629951494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lightintheattic.blogspot.com/2004/09/new-dragon.html' title='new dragon'/><author><name>Kimmy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v630/happylilduckie/untitled.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
