<?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-27344851</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:23:46.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sacred Sanctuary of the Enigmatic Goddess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-116177149371737689</id><published>2006-10-25T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T18:18:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these made me run to the nearest internet shop in our area. I got a text message from my pretty mother (former boss turned best friend) that she's sent me the pics of her new pups. hehe we share a love for dogs. hence, i made her the godmother of my dog - coffee, a rambuctious female black labrador and she made me godmother of her 2 labs - cheddar (female yellow lab - mom of the pups, and charcoal, male black lab and she's now in the hunt for a chocolate colored labrador that she plans to name as churros).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i opened my email i got this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hello ninang. check out our pictures! visit us before we get given away by lola meredith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ashley&lt;br /&gt;chinky&lt;br /&gt;chunky&lt;br /&gt;fluffy&lt;br /&gt;krusty&lt;br /&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh goodness!!! they're absolutely cute!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/19-10-06_1153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/19-10-06_1154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/19-10-06_1144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/19-10-06_1144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/13-10-06_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/13-10-06_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/17-10-06_1356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/17-10-06_1356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/19-10-06_1145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/19-10-06_1145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/19-10-06_1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/19-10-06_1146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-116177149371737689?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116177149371737689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=116177149371737689&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116177149371737689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116177149371737689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/these-made-me-run-to-nearest-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-116132784959897218</id><published>2006-10-20T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T15:04:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God's grace is utterly amazing and unbelievable. i had this feeling that he wants to show off. we were a bit rattled until i figured out what HE is going to do. we were at our wits end but God's love saw us through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never really doubt or fear when you put your trust in him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-116132784959897218?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116132784959897218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=116132784959897218&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116132784959897218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116132784959897218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/gods-grace-is-utterly-amazing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-116081542244121513</id><published>2006-10-14T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:50:20.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;song from ally mcbeal 2nd season's last episode...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a secret path i follow&lt;br /&gt;to a place no one can find&lt;br /&gt;where i meet my perfect someone&lt;br /&gt;that i've kept within my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my heart makes my decision&lt;br /&gt;and my dream becomes a vision&lt;br /&gt;and the love i feel makes it real someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz i know he's out there somewhere&lt;br /&gt;just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;though i ve never really touched him&lt;br /&gt;or ever heard him speak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we've never met&lt;br /&gt;i havent found him yet&lt;br /&gt;but i know him by heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no we've never met&lt;br /&gt;i haven't found him yet&lt;br /&gt;but i know him by heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will know him when he comes, IF the three sisters decide it is rightful for us to meet in this lifetime. I will know him, but I will not be with him. he made me wait too long. Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-116081542244121513?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/116081542244121513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=116081542244121513&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116081542244121513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/116081542244121513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/song-from-ally-mcbeal-2nd-seasons-last.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115970343610519022</id><published>2006-10-01T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T19:50:36.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tick tock tick tock&lt;br /&gt;somebody tell me&lt;br /&gt;how to stop the clock&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115970343610519022?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115970343610519022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115970343610519022&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115970343610519022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115970343610519022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/10/tick-tock-tick-tock-somebody-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115866206723998147</id><published>2006-09-19T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:34:27.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>snapshots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/100_0436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/100_0436.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at our hotel room on our pagsanjan getaway! too bad all the other pics were too big i cant upload it here or in friendster. :(&lt;br /&gt;snapshots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the complete cast of the hundred islands backpackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;according to friends who have been to bora, the sands of hundred islands could rival that of bora! as well as the waters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sun's too bright we could hardly open our eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a different kind of trip for my agents. gee! i miss my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this pic reminds me to go back to the gym. my cheeks are so full! and it doesn't help that we all love to eat in my new company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my fave photo of me on our hundred islands trip. this was taken on top of the governors island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/PIC00015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/PIC00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; @ pangasinan, at the inn. from left to right - theresa, apple, me, iza and portia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/fridaynight_034[2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/fridaynight_034%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggista night out on 9/15/06. from the top clockwise: me, the newly engaged - ish, the point and shoot girl - joyce, the much awaited (hehe) - cher, the doctor - theyie and the hopeless romantic(to put it more positively) tin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more stories about my new work next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115866206723998147?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115866206723998147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115866206723998147&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115866206723998147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115866206723998147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/09/snapshots.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115812835712369598</id><published>2006-09-13T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T14:19:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decision final...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closed the cvg chapter of my life already... well, partly. since i still have to process my clearance and my back pay. after that, it will be official history for me. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im having the time of my life, well career aspect that is. God is truly generous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115812835712369598?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115812835712369598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115812835712369598&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115812835712369598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115812835712369598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/09/decision-final.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115601271954143025</id><published>2006-08-20T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:38:39.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on a cross road once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i? should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if? what if not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much at stake. but the new venture seems really, as in really, promising. it's going to be a real challenge, a make or a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question. anyone of you who is aware of the standard formula for getting the amount an employee should receive upon retirement? i mean the basic, or the one mandated by philippine law. ur response will be highly appreciated. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115601271954143025?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115601271954143025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115601271954143025&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115601271954143025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115601271954143025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/stumped-im-on-cross-road-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115566336023675345</id><published>2006-08-16T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T01:36:00.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/acdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/acdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the lack of anything to post, here's my not so wholesome picture, taken back in galera last march. if you cannot figure out why it aint that wholesome, wow! your mind is not corrupted. oh and please don't try to feign innocence okay? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115566336023675345?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115566336023675345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115566336023675345&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115566336023675345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115566336023675345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-lack-of-anything-to-post-heres-my.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115526496504266791</id><published>2006-08-11T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T10:56:05.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;leaders townhall @ adidas sports clinic fort bonifacio last August 9, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amidst the chaos, while we were waiting for the program to start, rej, nudged me and told me he was trying to tell me something. when i looked at his direction he gestured, telling me to get my mobile phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one message received:&lt;br /&gt;tl (team leader) na pala ung bf ni toot toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent message:&lt;br /&gt;haha oo, classmate ni cha sa mdp. mega flirt daw talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one message received:&lt;br /&gt;haha. wala d sya orig. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent message:&lt;br /&gt;sira anong di orig?(they have a resemblance, built, height-but my guy's much taller, complexion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one message received:&lt;br /&gt;gayagaya sha sa kin. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent message:&lt;br /&gt;haha idol ka, ganda daw kc ng gf mo. gf nya kc kamuka ng anak ni inday badiday, ung cnapak na version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one message received:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115526496504266791?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115526496504266791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115526496504266791&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115526496504266791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115526496504266791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/leaders-townhall-adidas-sports-clinic.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115470196043074913</id><published>2006-08-04T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:35:28.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do not think for a minute that you had me all figured out. I am beyond your comprehension or your wildest imagination. I am not a riddle or a puzzle to be solved. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am enigma personified!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; You once made the tragic mistake of thinking you know me too well. But as time has revealed, you arrived at erroneous generalizations and fallacious conclusions about me. And yes I would like to remind you that you are dead &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt; about me and so were your so-called friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, do not push it. Do not dare ask me how I feel or what’s going on inside my mind. You have long decided you do not want that privilege. So no! There is no way you will ever find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115470196043074913?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115470196043074913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115470196043074913&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115470196043074913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115470196043074913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/08/do-not-think-for-minute-that-you-had.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115370199858474584</id><published>2006-07-24T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T08:46:38.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shameless plugging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sale gals and guys... email me @ &lt;a href="mailto:blue_amgine19@yahoo.com"&gt;blue_amgine19@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; if you guys are interested...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfumes&lt;br /&gt;Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth Cole - ReactionP 2600&lt;br /&gt;Cool Water - P 2100&lt;br /&gt;Bulagri Extreme - P 2450&lt;br /&gt;Issey Miyake - P 3200&lt;br /&gt;Paul Smith - P 2200&lt;br /&gt;Rochas - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Perry Ellis ( red ) - P 2000&lt;br /&gt;Perry Ellis ( gold ) - P 2000&lt;br /&gt;Bulagari ( Blue ) - P 2600&lt;br /&gt;Bulagari (extreme)-tester - P 2100&lt;br /&gt;Play Life - Bennetton - P 1200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Perfumes&lt;br /&gt;Women&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Givenchy - eu torride - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Gucci - Rush - P 2450&lt;br /&gt;Christian Dior - Summer - P 2400&lt;br /&gt;Rochas - Lumiere - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Dunhill - Desire - P 2100&lt;br /&gt;Cool Water  - P 2100&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Arden Green Tea - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Kenzo - P 2900&lt;br /&gt;Perry Ellis - P2000&lt;br /&gt;Kenneht Cole - White - P 2200&lt;br /&gt;Kenneht Cole - Reaction - P 2700&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Brit - limited - P 2800&lt;br /&gt;MNG - P 2800&lt;br /&gt;Gap Dream Set - P 1500&lt;br /&gt;Gap Perfume - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Bulgari - Green Tea Set - P 3000&lt;br /&gt;Bulgari - Omnia - P 2700&lt;br /&gt;Carolina Herrera - Chic - P 2800&lt;br /&gt;Play Life - Benetton - P 1200&lt;br /&gt;Escada - P 2650&lt;br /&gt;Eternity Purple - P 3100&lt;br /&gt;Eternity Summer - P 2800&lt;br /&gt;Eternity Moment - P 2800&lt;br /&gt;RL - Glamorous - P 3000&lt;br /&gt;Bulgari -  tester - P 2500&lt;br /&gt;Burberry Brit - tester - P 2500&lt;br /&gt;Light Blue - tester - P 2700&lt;br /&gt;Bulagri - au blanc - tester -P 1700&lt;br /&gt;Perry Ellis - tester - P 1700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Body Splash ( 8 oz ) = P 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pear blossom&lt;br /&gt;* cotton blossom&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* white cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* japanese cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* cucumber melon&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* gardenia&lt;br /&gt;* peony&lt;br /&gt;* peach nectar&lt;br /&gt;* plumeria&lt;br /&gt;* juniper breeze&lt;br /&gt;* cool citrus basil&lt;br /&gt;* pear berry&lt;br /&gt;* strawberry lemonade&lt;br /&gt;* white tea &amp; ginger&lt;br /&gt;* country apple&lt;br /&gt;* warm vanilla sugar&lt;br /&gt;* black rasberry vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Body Splash ( 4 oz ) = P 450&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* warm fresh vanilla&lt;br /&gt;* moonlight path&lt;br /&gt;* tropical passion fruit&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Body Splash ( 2 oz ) = P 400&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* cotton blossom&lt;br /&gt;* pear blossom&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* white cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* coconut lime verbena&lt;br /&gt;* pear blossom&lt;br /&gt;* magnolia blossom&lt;br /&gt;* black raspberry vanilla&lt;br /&gt;* peony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Handgel = P 350&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ deep cleansing gel w/ beads&lt;br /&gt;* moonlight path&lt;br /&gt;* cucumber melon&lt;br /&gt;* juniper breeze&lt;br /&gt;* sun rippened rasberry&lt;br /&gt;* mango mandarin&lt;br /&gt;* country apple&lt;br /&gt;* white tea &amp;amp; ginger&lt;br /&gt;*warm vanilla sugar&lt;br /&gt;* crisp citrus herb&lt;br /&gt;* coconut lime verbena&lt;br /&gt;* black rasberry vanilla&lt;br /&gt;* cotton blossom&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ moisturizing&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;*warm vanilla sugar&lt;br /&gt;* cucumber melon&lt;br /&gt;* juniper breeze&lt;br /&gt;* country apple&lt;br /&gt;* sun rippened rasberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Lotion / Cream ( 8 oz ) tube type = P 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* pear blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Lotion / Cream ( 4 oz )  = P 450&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* white cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* tropical passion fruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Shimmering Lotion = P 700&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* moonlight path&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* magnolia blossom&lt;br /&gt;* white cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* warm vanilla sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Shimmering Mist = P 700&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* moonlight path&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Body Butter = P 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* lychee&lt;br /&gt;* brazil nut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Liquid Hand Soap = P 400&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* juniper breeze&lt;br /&gt;* cucumber melon&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* country apple&lt;br /&gt;* moonlight path&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* white tea &amp;amp; ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Shower Gel = P 500&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* cherry blossom&lt;br /&gt;* cotton blossom&lt;br /&gt;* sweet pea&lt;br /&gt;* warm vanilla sugar&lt;br /&gt;* cucumber melon&lt;br /&gt;* juniper breeze&lt;br /&gt;* white tea &amp;amp; ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bath &amp; Body - Aromatherapy = P 650&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* jasmine vanilla&lt;br /&gt;* eucalyptus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Secret - Lotion = P 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* love spell&lt;br /&gt;* amber romance&lt;br /&gt;* endless love&lt;br /&gt;* pear glace&lt;br /&gt;* strawberries and champagne&lt;br /&gt;* sweet temptation&lt;br /&gt;* my desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Secret - Body Splash = P 600&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my desire&lt;br /&gt;* amber romance&lt;br /&gt;* forbidden fantasy&lt;br /&gt;* pure seduction&lt;br /&gt;* pear glace&lt;br /&gt;* love splell&lt;br /&gt;* sweet temptation&lt;br /&gt;* strawberries &amp; champagne&lt;br /&gt;* endless love&lt;br /&gt;* romantic wish&lt;br /&gt;* forever romance&lt;br /&gt;* pomenagranate pleasure ( limited )&lt;br /&gt;* grapefruit kiss ( limited )&lt;br /&gt;* coconut temptation ( limited )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victoria Secret - Body Scrub = P 500&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* love spell&lt;br /&gt;* strawberries &amp;amp; champagne&lt;br /&gt;* pear glace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115370199858474584?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115370199858474584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115370199858474584&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115370199858474584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115370199858474584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/shameless-plugging.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115251366620504235</id><published>2006-07-10T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:41:06.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been in the office for 14hours, 33minutes and counting.... why? i had 3 teams last night, supposedly the set up should be one team and then 2 additional teams both of which has its own lead who will report to me. but as fate would always have it, im always destined to have a baptism of fire, the other lead reporting to me resigned (due to very grave family reasons) before i even had the chance to meet up with her and then the other one will prove to be very challenging, because he was not here last night since he was suspended. When it rains it pours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to teleport. whew! wish ko lang pagpumikit ako pagdilat ko ulit nasa bahay na ko! btw, im on a 11hour work shift and 4day work week. sangkapa? o di ba napatagalog ako ng di oras.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115251366620504235?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115251366620504235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115251366620504235&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115251366620504235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115251366620504235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-been-in-office-for-14hours.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115188007487933396</id><published>2006-07-03T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:41:14.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after a year and a half im back to being a vampire. gawd! last night was our first shift, im totally sleepy and so is my team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta catch more zZzzzzZzZzZZzzzzz's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115188007487933396?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115188007487933396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115188007487933396&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115188007487933396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115188007487933396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-year-and-half-im-back-to-being.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115147947991934661</id><published>2006-06-28T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T15:35:52.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/1600/2592.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6120/2878/320/2592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;tina, me and tin gurl.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i look 2 years ago. dang! that means its 10lbs ago! i badly need to get back in shape. i cannot box lately coz my right hand had an injury which requires me to have it x-rayed. But of course, blame it on my workload and my tendency to procrastinate, so there I still havent made that trip to the doctor. pft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i already found an alternative for the mean time. I'm going back to swimming lessons. yipee! this time its going to be in oakwood! hmmm which reminds me, i need to buy a new swimsuit, cap and goggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i still owe you guys the pangasinan pictures. sadly i still dont have them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115147947991934661?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115147947991934661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115147947991934661&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115147947991934661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115147947991934661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/tina-me-and-tin-gurl.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115119546045759467</id><published>2006-06-25T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:41:37.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Message Received from …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: June 22 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time: 3:29PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Admission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Promises.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is déjà vu. I would bet my finger that what follows will not deviate from the viscious cycle we have been so numbly accustomed to. I would love for you to prove me wrong this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115119546045759467?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115119546045759467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115119546045759467&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115119546045759467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115119546045759467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/click.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-115077732530044681</id><published>2006-06-20T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T12:22:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man is surely a curious creature! What he wanted so much yesterday, is something he really is afraid of today! – Daniel Defoe (Adventures of Robinson Crusoe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it so much for as long as I could remember. In fact, I wanted it so bad that I inadvertently placed pressure on the other quite a number of times. My inquiries would normally start with a seemingly innocent question or remark insinuating that it’s high time to move to another phase. But now that the tables have turned, my biggest fear has come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tendency to disregard the very thing I am insisting on having if it was given to me late. My father among all people could attest to this. Now, that the tables have turned and the other person is the one pushing for it, I find myself far from being happy. I know I’m supposed to outgrow this attitude, but somehow I couldn’t help but think that there’s more to it than just my attitude. I’m thinking it could be my subconscious, trying to warn me about the weight of my decision and the repercussions if ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does adult life have to be so complicated?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~o0o~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for using the third person approach. hehe got tired of it actually, not only it is quite confusing to my readers (feedback from some of you guys) but mostly time consuming. instead of just using one stroke of the keyboard to say "i", i had to do three strokes to refer to myself as she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are you fellow gods and goddesses? I for one have been extremely busy succumbing to my wanderlust. I went to the far flung Pangasinan – to revisit the hundred islands of which I first had the chance to see twenty three years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no pictures yet. The one who brought the digicam hasn’t finished uploading the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Big Brother’s house there. It was referred to as such since the latest edition (Teen) of PBB (Pinoy Big Brother) had some shots there where the teen housemates did scuba dive. Of all islands we visited the Marcos Island was the best, where there is the Imelda cave. (haha I know some people will react to this) We had a few minutes uphill trek on the island and then on the top there is an opening, somehow it resembles a volcano. The natives constructed a wooden staircase to enable people to go down the opening. The stairway is more than half the total height of the cave and then at the end of the staircase, we need to dive already. It’s like going inside a really small volcano where there’s crystal clear water inside. There were only 4 of us who were daring enough to jump. It must have been 10-12 feet. Just really scary at first but then after it, we all wanted to do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t been to Boracay but as per Warren (one of my agents who had the chance to go there already), the sand is resembles that of Bora as well as the waters. It’s really clear that we could see the patterns of the sand underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a natural high once again. The entire time I couldn’t contain my happiness, I was like a kid in awe of the whole experience. There’s really something about traveling that enriches one person. I don’t know, I just can’t find the words to fully describe it or to capture my thoughts about the entire experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll post some of the pictures on my next posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-115077732530044681?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/115077732530044681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=115077732530044681&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115077732530044681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/115077732530044681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-is-surely-curious-creature-what-he.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114999193786637098</id><published>2006-06-11T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T10:12:17.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>astonishing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would've thought humankind will be what he is today - a quasi-god, trying to expound the fundamentals of the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a look at this article in &lt;a href="http://www.msn.com"&gt;msn&lt;/a&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am pregnant with twins and need to know if my babies can be one day older than the other? Can I have one baby by one dad and the other by another dad?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not only is it possible for fraternal twins to have different fathers, it’s on the medical record books. This official medical term for this phenomenon is heteropaternal superfecundation.&lt;br /&gt;The classic case was recorded in 1810 by John Archer, the first doctor to receive a medical degree in the U.S. According to Dr. Archer, a white woman who had sex with a black man and a white man within a short time of each other subsequently gave birth to twins—one white, one mulatto. Other cases have been reported since. And you thought this only happened with puppies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sperm cells can live inside a woman’s body for four to five days. Once ovulation occurs, the egg remains viable for another 12 to 48 hours before it begins to disintegrate; thus, the fertile period can span five to seven days. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dr. Lawrence B. Werlin, founder and director of the Coastal Fertility Medical Center in Irvine, Calif., explains, “If the twins are fraternal, where two eggs (ova) are fertilized by two sperm and produce two genetically unique children, then one baby could be slightly older than the other. In addition, if a woman ovulates, releases two eggs and has intercourse with two different men, the eggs could be fertilized by both, resulting in fraternal twins with distinctive fathers.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Historically, superfecundation has been difficult to prove, due to the crudeness of the blood-type testing methods. However, in 1978, Dr. Paul Terasaki of the UCLA School of Medicine reported in the New England Journal of Medicine that he and his colleagues had conclusively established a case of superfecundation using a sophisticated procedure called tissue HLA (or human leukocyte antigen) testing. Potential paternity-suit litigants, take note: This technique can also be applied to more conventional cases.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114999193786637098?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114999193786637098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114999193786637098&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114999193786637098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114999193786637098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/astonishing-who-wouldve-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114966403419094384</id><published>2006-06-07T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T15:07:14.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it's already happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114966403419094384?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114966403419094384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114966403419094384&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114966403419094384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114966403419094384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/06/she-realized-that-once-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114896043735518884</id><published>2006-05-30T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:41:53.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just in time when she decided to move to this new blog, she chanced upon an old book. It's about Greek mythology, a book written by Edith Hamilton. It was through the said book that she was able to come up with this blog concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were interesting things that she was able to find out while going over the book, and here's 2 of it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Helen of Troy conceived a child with her original husband (Meneleus), the name of her daughter is &lt;em&gt;Hermione&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) The God of the wedding feast is named &lt;em&gt;Hymen&lt;/em&gt;! Interesting right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114896043735518884?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114896043735518884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114896043735518884&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114896043735518884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114896043735518884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-in-time-when-she-decided-to-move.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114878922690124931</id><published>2006-05-28T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:11:30.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on Mr. O – that one’s darn obvious, but what the heck. Well, as she was going through the trivialities of her day, she decided to look around the lower creatures of blog-o-lympus (hehe meaning, those who are purposely not invited in this cyberpage). She noticed on one blog that he last updated or may be tinkered with his blog on her natal day. The relevance? Well, there’s none actually. She just finds it quite amusing that he last updated his blog on her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was actually nice and intellectually stimulating but he was just so in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was it he or her who happens to be in the wrong place and time? Anyway, they could have been real good friends, but he had the curse of being too aesthetically and even physically resembled to TGC! As a matter of fact, that curse became more of luck for him for it did him good as he was able to get what he wanted from her to begin with. It is therefore, a curse only to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, she finds herself thinking of him. Somehow, the fact that there was intimacy, no matter how brief it was, makes him still a part of her. And somehow, fate has a way of always delivering information to her about the said person. Months ago, she found out through TGC that his girl cheated on her and was even gutsy enough to cheat on him with another committed guy. As if that wasn’t enough, the girl even went as far as sending an email to the other guy’s girlfriend to proudly announce that her bf cheated on her with her. Pardon the lack of names or even pseudonyms for the said people; they are also dwellers of blog-o-landia, which makes it extremely difficult to hint on their personalities. But how did she (the Goddess) find out about it, well apparently the other guy whom Mr. O’s gf cheated with, asked help from TGC (the Goddess’s knight) in tracking down the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. O’s girl is a typical Jane, although when the whole fiasco happened she was able to appreciate her as she was “not confrontational”. Take note, those were the words of Mr. O. Last thing she heard about them was that they were seriously planning on tying the knot that they even bought a condo unit. But that was prior to her latest (this wasn’t the first time) treachery. She feels sorry for Mr. O. She doesn’t know if he found out about it and if they are still an item. But she found out that he is now up for promotion and is assigned to the same program as that of his girl. May be they still are, after all they have both cheated quite a few times on each other and were still able to take each other back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goddess is certain at least one if not two of you will be able to decrypt all these. Interested in playing Robert L. or Sophie N. of the “the Vinci code”?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114878922690124931?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114878922690124931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114878922690124931&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114878922690124931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114878922690124931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/on-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114845328177010294</id><published>2006-05-24T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:36:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When we grow up, we find out that we’ve crossed the thin line and that we really need to protect ourselves from ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~~~o0o~~~&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago, there was a promise of flowers blooming in her garden in time for the spring. She has toiled and labored over the years, hoping that somehow there will come a time when all her labor will yield a bounty of strikingly beautiful flowers. But somehow something always goes wrong and the buds that she faithfully waits to bloom, drops off. They say that flowering ties fall apart when they are planted in the wrong season. She knows. But she is now very much weary for she has tried planting them in different seasons and faithfully tended each plant. Sadly, the petals never opened to be kissed by the rays of the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time she was once again hoping that things will be different. The buds have increased and somehow she felt that the three sisters have finally willed her garden to bloom. But she expected too much. The beautiful buds she was nursing for quite some time now is on the verge of falling off, with the edges yellowed by dryness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years she has seriously contemplated on tending a new garden. But this garden has been hers since time immemorial. She wanted to gather the flowers on the seventh month of the Jewish calendar, in time for thanksgiving, for the time she has graced this world with her presence and finally for the time when the long table will be set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will the long table still be set? She is still very much unsure. She was asked to decide yesterday, but neither she nor the other would like to give their say on the matter. Was it to escape guilt? Were they merely trying to wait for the inevitable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life was so much easier back then isn’t it? When the only thing she cared about is tying her hair real tight lest the God of the north wind play with it and make her look more of a gargoyle than a dainty princess. But her stubborness has caused her so much pain. When do you think will she ever learn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114845328177010294?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114845328177010294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114845328177010294&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114845328177010294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114845328177010294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-we-grow-up-we-find-out-that-weve.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114836082368870978</id><published>2006-05-23T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:58:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to hell with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114836082368870978?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114836082368870978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114836082368870978&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114836082368870978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114836082368870978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-hell-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114819786077516468</id><published>2006-05-21T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T09:02:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these are times when i wish i were someone else. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114819786077516468?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114819786077516468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114819786077516468&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114819786077516468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114819786077516468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/these-are-times-when-i-wish-i-were.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114734496010693175</id><published>2006-05-11T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:32:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she neither knows whether to call this olympus or hade's kingdom. the place where she has reigned for almost 2 years now, seems to have something she could not name, that holds her back everytime she tries to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its not a matter of how happy she is but of how comfortable she is with the people but more so with how lucrative it is to be doing this trade. these, more than anything else pulls her back whenever she is thinking of adapting to a different mode of making a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is she happy? i guess she cannot say that she is fully happy about the choice that she made. but somehow she is, at least a part of her. seeing her people take pride in having her as their superior, well their goddess for that matter (allow me to gloat, this is my space!) is something that is already very rewarding for her. yes, more than the monetary rewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still a long way to say whether she will be staying or looking for another place to settle. but i guess for now it would suffice that she is &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;happy, again, part of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point she is glad that her week is over and tomorrow she will be free to laze around and bury herself in her books. these may be simple things, but the goddess takes joy in simple things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114734496010693175?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114734496010693175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114734496010693175&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114734496010693175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114734496010693175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/she-neither-knows-whether-to-call-this.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114690362548773823</id><published>2006-05-06T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T18:46:38.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>twas her brother's natal day today. they went to a mxt @ megamall, such a haven for the famished and quenched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goddess met up with her knight and with a steel stallion for hire, they went to the pseudo-paradise of dvd collectors (pirated at that) in the makati district. after a hefty buy, off they went to a huge edifice called megamall - another paradise for wandering souls who love to window shop and splurge. they tried to entertain themselves by pretending to be kids, playing those gadgets that teaches you how to play a percussion. afterwhich, she bought a card and a boquet. she filled out the card addressed to the man who had been both a father and a mother for her since her mother left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is mother's day tomorrow, and yes she did give her father a card for mother's day. to thank him for raising her up alone. she handed the flowers and the card very nonchalantly, as if its something very mundane. yes she grew up in a home where expression of emotion is not always encouraged. but she is hoping to change that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after feasting on such a bounty, her knight decided to retire to his castle, while she and her kins (father, brother and cousin) decided to take a stroll. she wanted more of these times. but times are hard. they are the main reason she wanted to have a steel stallion but this is something she cannot have at the moment. nonetheless, she is grateful for the time she is able to provide for them and dine them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas already 20 past 3 when they bade her goodbye. she looked at them, wanting to give them each a hug but hesitated and finally decided not to. she looked at them pensively as they walk away, thinking, wishing that she could be a little girl once again, so she could sleep comfortably at her dad's shoulder while he carries her home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114690362548773823?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114690362548773823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114690362548773823&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114690362548773823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114690362548773823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/twas-her-brothers-natal-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114672370686056351</id><published>2006-05-04T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T05:18:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Providence has graciously blessed the nameless goddess. But with much blessings, comes more responsibilities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114672370686056351?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114672370686056351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114672370686056351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114672370686056351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114672370686056351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/providence-has-graciously-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27344851.post-114646147359072525</id><published>2006-05-01T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:38:39.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the goddess has decided to settle here... for good? nah, she's still ambivalent about the thought. but perhaps this dwelling shall be a resting place for her thoughts for the time being. she is repulsed by the idea that such an unworthy creature - an imp for that matter, claims that the entire world revolves around her. 'nuff about that imp, her thoughts have no place in this sacred place. no recollections whatsoever of an imp claiming to be a diety will ever be allowed here, such thing is wholly abominable. taint not the new home of the true diety and goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will suffice for now. no detailed explanations. ask not for she will speak not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27344851-114646147359072525?l=e-goddess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/feeds/114646147359072525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27344851&amp;postID=114646147359072525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114646147359072525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27344851/posts/default/114646147359072525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-goddess.blogspot.com/2006/05/goddess-has-decided-to-settle-here_01.html' title=''/><author><name>aMgiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16608888136476033971</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://imagesource.allposters.com/images/ric/2300-8254.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
