<?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-10788057</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:11:42.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH. LOVE. TRAVEL. LIVE.</title><subtitle type='html'>Just when i was about to lose hope from everything a miracle happened. Happy endings DOES exist, you just need to have faith that it'll happen. Now, my life couldn't been better.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-485510390326174926</id><published>2009-05-29T15:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:06:44.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A not-so perfect time for a wake-up call.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I haven’t written anything in months. And with the million highs and lows that happened in just a course of ONE YEAR, I don’t even know where to start. Over the past months, I have lost and won. Laughed out loud, and cried my heart out. Have fallen more in love than ever, and have hurt even more. I’ve been hurt and have hurt. Through all that, I tried not to lose faith. I was already living the fairytale that I’ve always dreamt of, with my prince nonetheless. Yet again, it rained on my parade. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The castle collapsed and my prince turned into a toad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Who would’ve thought, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had just turned 19, yesterday. And oh well it seemed like life had a big surprise in store for me. Like c’mon? It’s my birthday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALITY DOES BITE.&lt;/span&gt; Truth is, I’m actually one of those people who find it so hard to accept that. Like finding out that there is a bitter truth out there, something that will eventually come to surface. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sometimes we are just plain victims of the situation, who are we to know? &lt;/span&gt;Life goes on differently for all of us. It hurts as hell finding out that we are merely helpless; because there is nothing else we could do but accept what is laid out to us. Its also unfair, because we weren’t given a chance to actually do something… To turn things around, or to somehow managed to prevent it from happening. I once read an icon that said, “If only life came with a backspace key.” –-It’s true; life would’ve been so much easier for all of us. Think of how much pain, tears, mistakes, and heartaches that would’ve been saved. If only there is a way to undo, what’s already been done. To just take it all back. But that’s far from happening.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The last thing I would want to find out after my birthday is that, my happy ever after, already ended. I feel awful. But I guess I saw all of this coming, I was just too blinded by my daydreaming, to see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don’t know where to get the strength to finish this battle, but I guess something I learned from all that had happened is.. By now, I should be strong enough to face it all alone. I need to. Finishing this battle on my own, and coming out alive, and still whole, would probably be the happy ending to my so-called fairytale. It may not come off as romantic at all, but rather, brave and inspiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-485510390326174926?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/485510390326174926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=485510390326174926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/485510390326174926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/485510390326174926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-so-perfect-time-for-wake-up-call.html' title='A not-so perfect time for a wake-up call.'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-1359437797377156121</id><published>2008-05-30T16:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:40:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legally JOYCE  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SD-8DGXrP2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/nGED8xggedA/s1600-h/Photo+Twist(2899).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206086455699128162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="285" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SD-8DGXrP2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/nGED8xggedA/s400/Photo+Twist(2899).jpg" width="387" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY 18! WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially, 18 years old! :) Didn't do anything grand last &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;May 28th.&lt;/span&gt; And i love that its just so simple. I played sweet music, and enjoyed my cup of Haagan-Daasz, while talking to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kevin, pretty much the entire day,&lt;/span&gt; and replying to all my awesome friends who sent in their birthday greetings. It feels good when you just savor the moment, you know. And that's what i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I can't really describe how life went on a year ago. I was just 17, then. And there were a lot of things that happened that pretty much changed the course of my life. Every year life continues to surprise me. I've never seen myself &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THAT happy, smile THAT big ,&lt;/span&gt; or laugh even for the littlest things, AND feel that much LOVE, nor have i felt so much pain. You know like that piercing ache. BUT i've really seen how much i've grown. I HAVE ONE HAPPY HEART, NOW. :) You know, i used to just wake up, and do the mundane routine. But now, when i wake up it's like i suddenly care about how the sky looks, or how bright the sun's rays are. Before i met KEVIN, i didn't really care much about that. He always finds out ways to make me giggle, or make my heart melt. And what really makes my day, is everytime i see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;how happy he truly is, everytime we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, i'm 18 now.. Definitely, all grown up. I can't predict how life will be like for me, in the next coming months. All i know is, i can't wait to experience another year of smiles, laughter, hugs, kisses, pain, tears, and what really completes me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIS LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will continue to live life, the HAPPY way. Love truly and deeply. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-1359437797377156121?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/1359437797377156121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=1359437797377156121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/1359437797377156121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/1359437797377156121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/05/legally-joyce_30.html' title='Legally JOYCE  :)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SD-8DGXrP2I/AAAAAAAAAQM/nGED8xggedA/s72-c/Photo+Twist(2899).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-416524319276996501</id><published>2008-05-25T16:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:01:03.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 18..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll be officially turning legal on the 28th. I'm turning 18! Yaaay! Its really sweet that Kevin's been greeting me like practically everyday. I guess he's more excited than i am. Ha ha! Looking back on what happened during the entire year, still amazes me up to now. My life had completely changed, since the last time. Its been well.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A little quirky, dramatic, there are some painful parts, steady, super fun, magical, and of course extremely romantic.&lt;/span&gt; Things just fell into place. I mean, i didn't plan things to go that way, and yet it ended up oh so right. Which made me one happy camper! :) He he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 days, i'll be turning into a woman. New experiences. New stuff that'll come. I just know, it'll be great. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;AND I'M READY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-416524319276996501?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/416524319276996501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=416524319276996501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/416524319276996501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/416524319276996501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/05/legally-joyce.html' title='Turning 18..'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-403672115281258959</id><published>2008-03-10T19:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:15:55.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days to go. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176111227384154706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="316" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R9U9vLIkylI/AAAAAAAAAPs/E1lAPIx41a4/s400/Photo+Twist(2521).jpg" width="417" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;center&gt;3 more days 'til MARCH 13. We both can't wait:) &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kevin surprised me this morning.&lt;/span&gt; He was already waiting for me on the 2nd floor, with his gift inside his pocket. I was rushing to get to him, and from afar i can already see the huge smile on his face. Yep i'm late again, and his been waiting for me there, for ages. Like the usual. HAHA &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;But the adorable husband that he is, he still manages to pull away all the stress and tension with his smile. =)&lt;/span&gt; Awwww. So going back to the surprise.. We were just talking about the exam, when he told me that he has a surprise for me. I told him that i have one too, and its inside my bag. We always share little surprises together. We're sweet that way. So i said that we should just exchange gifts, over our free time. Yet he kept insisting that he can't wait any longer. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"I wanna give it to you now, 'cause i'm so excited. I hope you'd like it." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then he reached into his pocket, and slowly wore the bracelet around my wrist. &lt;/span&gt;Oh my god, he's really so darn romantic. I can't help but fall in love all over again. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;But like normal couples, we had also shared our high and low moments. Just like this afternoon, but we easily made up for it. =) There's nothing that we can't get through together. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We're VINCE.&lt;/span&gt; (Our own hollywood-like version of the KeVIN+JoyCE love team) Ssssweet! Especially now, that we're down to just 3 more days 'til our 7th monthsary. And like what we always tell each other, -- &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"We'll be together for a lifetime." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-403672115281258959?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/403672115281258959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=403672115281258959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/403672115281258959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/403672115281258959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-days-to-go.html' title='3 days to go. =)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R9U9vLIkylI/AAAAAAAAAPs/E1lAPIx41a4/s72-c/Photo+Twist(2521).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-8664500342090019437</id><published>2008-02-12T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:57:42.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;This is already the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd week of the LOVE MONTH. &lt;/span&gt;And yes, I'm definitely loving it. Since it's the school's foundation day, CLASSES ARE OUT FOR THE ENTIRE WEEK. Yaaay! :) Booths are already all over the campus. And yes, like what I said on my last post WE will have a week-long celebration. Just yesterday, the rest of the school was already busy “celebrating” . HAHA They were singing out loud, taking pictures, rehearsing, munching on foodies, well you name it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;But ME AND MY HUNNY, wanted something more intimate. Away from all the noise. So we looked for a better place to stay and sat there. Sweet music was playing on the background, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his head rested on my shoulders, as we held each other’s hands tightly, &lt;/span&gt;while watching the clear blue skies. The moment, the view, the ambiance and of course THE PERSON, was perfect. And so I thought it only happens in the movies. It was one of those moments in my life where I just don’t want to end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;We were singing along to the song and he was telling me something. But, I just can't help but stare at him, while he's talking. He noticed me, and we both smiled. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then suddenly he hugged me tight and gave me a kiss on the cheek. &lt;/span&gt;MY KEVIN, is definitely one of the SWEETEST GUYS IN THIS PLANET. Oh tomorrow and on the 14th will be BIG. Since tomorrow will be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OUR SPECIAL DAY. (We already have our itinerary done.) &lt;/span&gt;HEHE Then the day after tomorrow, is of course, HEART'S DAY! :) SO, SPREAD THE &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-8664500342090019437?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/8664500342090019437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=8664500342090019437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8664500342090019437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8664500342090019437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-week.html' title='Love week!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-3168256764783912066</id><published>2008-01-31T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:20:47.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Month-ender.  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R6WrGB2UetI/AAAAAAAAAPk/r4AEXxIpD-U/s1600-h/ICONATOR_72f64346d5a087121e27942f61360ede.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162720667913976530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R6WrGB2UetI/AAAAAAAAAPk/r4AEXxIpD-U/s400/ICONATOR_72f64346d5a087121e27942f61360ede.gif" width="116" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It has been really stressful these past two weeks. Oh man, it totally took its toll on my body. But all's good, now. Finally. Oooh, I just remembered! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE LOVE MONTH,&lt;/span&gt; is coming up! Yaay! Me and my L-O-V-E, are planning to have a week-long celebration. For real. ;) Well ain't that sweet? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To all the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hopeless romantics &lt;/span&gt;out there.. I'll definitely make you feel the butterflies, with my upcoming posts! I'd be sharing some of my personal, romantic and cheesy moments. Oooh, can't wait. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-3168256764783912066?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/3168256764783912066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=3168256764783912066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3168256764783912066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3168256764783912066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/02/month-ender.html' title='Month-ender.  :)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R6WrGB2UetI/AAAAAAAAAPk/r4AEXxIpD-U/s72-c/ICONATOR_72f64346d5a087121e27942f61360ede.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-3649684105526667524</id><published>2008-01-11T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:27:03.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first Holiday. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I haven't updated anything for ages.&lt;/span&gt; I was too caught up on schoolwork, pre- and post holiday soirees and all those other stuff. But nonetheless &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAD THE MOST AWESOME HOLIDAY!&lt;/span&gt; Christmas was serene and good. But NEW YEAR'S EVE was the BEST! Although me, and my Looovey, Kevin, didn't get to spend it together. Thanks to technology, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYTHING WENT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PERFECTLY.&lt;/span&gt; We were already exchanging messages hours before. We were even counting it down, 'til 12. I was trying to reach him seconds before 12, but darn it I couldn't get through the busy lines. But at exactly 12:01 AM, my phone rang. Kevin got in! We spent a hefty long time talking about our resolutions and of course, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the never-ending I-love-yous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It was heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We both had a really, really warm holiday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sizzling. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Love is definitely in the AIR. Just months ago... Back in 2007, I never imagined something like this would happen to me. I mean, to have my breath be taken away, and feel so COMPLETE. Life once again, surprised me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My year ended great, and it started out, better than what I could ever wish for. &lt;/span&gt;I have really been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before I get all teary and before this entry ends up into a novel, let's go back to the Tech talk. Mobile phones. Thanks to those handy gadgets, me and my hunny's holiday became extraordinary. Truly memorable. So if you're planning to replace your old phone for the New Year, here are some good choices: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOKIA E61i&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154532225339246914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="245" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R4iTv8KmSUI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vKn_zx-H4-4/s400/e61i-2.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Its got a QWERTY keyboard. Surfs the internet via high-speed 3G. Form meets function in a slimmer than ever design. Relax a little – listen to your favorite tunes on the MP3 player, and capture images and videos with the 2 MP camera, and stay online anytime and aboslutely anywhere using the WLAN Wizard to locate available WLAN networks. Beauty and brains! Neat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOKIA 7500 PRISM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154532839519570258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="279" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R4iUTsKmSVI/AAAAAAAAAPY/9kDK2c-F2Tw/s400/nokia-7500.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting-edge design with bold geometric patterns and distinctive details. 2 MP camera, with 8x digital zoom. Exchangeable accent colors. Enjoy your favorite tracks on the music player that allows you to change the skin to match your mood. Has an expandable memory of up to 2 GB (based on external memory). Extend your internet browsing experience with Widsets and Yahoo!Go. Send voice messages to friends and family. The design, is ooooh.. Tres tres chic! Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-3649684105526667524?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/3649684105526667524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=3649684105526667524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3649684105526667524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3649684105526667524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-first-holiday.html' title='Our first Holiday. :)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R4iTv8KmSUI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/vKn_zx-H4-4/s72-c/e61i-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-3227546649532790789</id><published>2007-11-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T17:50:50.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Joyce, with love.  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R0WniOaHXpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MOhm0iwB3mI/s1600-h/HUGS+&amp;amp;+KISSES+--sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135695156510940818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R0WniOaHXpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MOhm0iwB3mI/s400/HUGS+%26+KISSES+--sepia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;You know those scenes in the movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; where a couple stare at each other straight in the eye, for minutes.. I've tried that, lately. Me and Kevin always sit next to eachother. Then i'd stare at him for minutes and then he looks at me in the eye and smiles. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh my gosh, his smile always gives me the butterflies. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;I LOVE HIS SMILE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those two adorable dimples, everytime he smiles, makes my heart skip a beat. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You know that line from DIDO'S SONG, THANK YOU. "Even if my house falls down now, i wouldn't have a clue, because you're near me...." He makes me feel that way. There are times when it just feels like i'm having the worst day ever. Then he'll smile and hold my hand, and then tell me, everything will be alright. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And for some reason my gray skies suddenly turn to BLUE with the sun shining brightly. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He's incredibly sweet. He taught me how to live life, and really LIVE IT. Before, I hardly use the phrase, "couldn't been better." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;because the scars are still there, and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers. But then again, our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I prayed. And i prayed, hard. I prayed for enlightenment and healing, but GOD gave me so much more. He gave me A MIRACLE. I'm just filled with so much gratitude for it. I just feel so contended with everything right now. I'm happy, very much in love, contended, and have peace within me. I really couldn't ask for more.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So now, i can definitely say that, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I COULDN'T BEEN BETTER. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135696260317535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R0WoieaHXrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Khum_Wxe4iA/s400/Me+%2B+My+HUNNY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well since i've already mentioned the fact that i'm very much in love, as if the starting lines of this entry wasn't obviuos enough.. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135701959739137746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R0WtuOaHXtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/eOQOy0PrhVo/s400/first+date+%C3%BC++2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just wanna tell KEVIN, how much i looove him. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He didn't even need an M.D. to heal me. He healed all my scars. He helped me gain back the Joyce, that was somehow lost through all that grief. Now, there's not even an inch of pain, left. Miracles do, happen. And lucky for me, it didn't only happen once. It happened, TWICE. First, was when i overcame the biggest downfall of my life that happened two years ago. Fast forward two years later... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Second miracle was, when i MET HIM. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-3227546649532790789?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/3227546649532790789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=3227546649532790789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3227546649532790789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3227546649532790789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/11/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='From Joyce, with love.  =)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/R0WniOaHXpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MOhm0iwB3mI/s72-c/HUGS+%26+KISSES+--sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-9204632186864040549</id><published>2007-11-03T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T22:21:16.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabulous femme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It felt so great to see the first message on my taggie to go like this.. "Hey there Miss fabulous. I just gave you an award....." &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;I really appreciate it, Mrs. Abby Capili-Hansen. :) &lt;/span&gt;And another thing that made the award more special is that.. Abby's maiden name, Capili... Is really special to me. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Since that's my Hunny, Kevin's last name. :)&lt;/span&gt; A BIG BIG THANK YOU, ABBY! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128617105770946770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="122" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RyyCFcp4INI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q1Y7trXUDBI/s400/fab.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;FANTASTIC + FABULOUS = FANTABULOUS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to share this award to all the FANTABULOUS FEMALES out there! Cheers, ladies! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-9204632186864040549?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/9204632186864040549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=9204632186864040549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/9204632186864040549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/9204632186864040549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/11/fabulous-femme.html' title='Fabulous femme!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RyyCFcp4INI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/q1Y7trXUDBI/s72-c/fab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-6897832513162603249</id><published>2007-10-25T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:18:51.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOMECOMING ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had just finished our exams for the finals, a couple hours ago. Gosh, that was such an awesome moment. It's basically, our &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FINAL WEEK&lt;/span&gt; in school.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;So everyone's got their own thing goin'. Most of the peeps are busting their butts off, with all the requirements that we have to submit &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;before we pack our bags and head off to our much needed vacay. &lt;/span&gt;But ironcially, i think all the caffeine and sugar seemed to have affected the way they think. Everyone's all hyped-up, perky, jittery and all that.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OH YEAH, ITS DEFINITELY THE CAFFEINE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I did tell them they've already had one too many! But yeah, i'm gulity of that too. Hahaha So we pigged out yesterday. Me and the rest of my blockies, were doing the oh-so-many requirements we have to finish by the end of the week. People were like in the stockmarket! Just picture that, and that'll explain how crazy the situation is. Printers' been working non-stop. People typing away. Constantly going in and out of the room. Some were too zonked so they just decided to play good music, with their players. The rest were already sleeping on their keyboards.. And yeah, they can't be bothered.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then there's me... Who's been doing a little bit of all that! ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But.. even if the whole place is such a mess, and everybody seems to be going nuts because WE STILL HAVEN'T HAD OUR LUNCH YET. And its already quarter past 4 in the afternoon, for crying out loud. We all still managed to kid around. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We GOOFED a lot. We literally LAUGHED OUT LOUD. We were just really enjoying the moment. We don't want to fuss about it. We don't wanna stress it out. We were taking things easy. &lt;/span&gt;Eventually, Me and Mary went out and bought food for everybody. We came back with some take-out and a whole lot of junk. ;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO BOTTOMLINE, WE HAD A GREAT TIME. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Like what i keep saying... when you're in good company, it's always bound to be FABULOUS. And that's what happened. :)) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gosh, i'd finally get to SLEEP, now.&lt;/span&gt; Like really, sleep. Ohhh my gosh, just thinking of all those sleepless nights and headache i get, practically everyday. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Starting tonight, i'll have a hefty amount of DOZE time. Yaaay me!&lt;/span&gt; We're still not done with the requirements, though. But it's alright. We're in no rush, 'cause we have 'til the end of the week. ;) They're planning to party it all out, after that final day.. Then i could pack my stuff, and head out to my homecoming. ;) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-6897832513162603249?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/6897832513162603249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=6897832513162603249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/6897832513162603249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/6897832513162603249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/10/homecoming.html' title='HOMECOMING ;)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-8174669408086901565</id><published>2007-09-30T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T22:13:41.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Lovin' :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rv-sLru3UBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zWHpz8y5A_M/s1600-h/photo+twist(1081)--cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115997018433998866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rv-sLru3UBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zWHpz8y5A_M/s400/photo+twist(1081)--cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOOD FOOD &lt;/span&gt;+ &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD COMPANY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;= &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERFECT SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A typical Sunday for me,&lt;/span&gt; would mean.. waking up at around 10 in the morning. But this day's a tad bit different. Let's just say, it's... well.. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;/span&gt; Got up, with tons of messages. Some random "good morning, how ya been" messages, and uh.. a couple of random "Sunday" quotes. I got up with Lily allen's song playing, since i left the player open overnight. So i took a long bath, grabbed my stuff, had my bowl of cereal and headed off. I was already running late for my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUNCH DATE&lt;/span&gt; with Kevin and his Fam. But it was alright, i was really glad by how warm and sweet they were to me. His pretty sister, together with the adorbale lil brother, had big smiles on them, when i arrived. I really enjoyed chatting with them, even for a while. They're awesome people. Really cool. It lasted only for like 3 hours. But i savored every moment because, it's who you are with, that matters. So that Lunch Date was a total blast. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEVIN,&lt;/span&gt; you really made my day. Actually, my entire month! BECAUSE OF YOU, my month ended PERFECTLY. Thank YOU. When i got home, i was like some looney girl, walking with a big smile on my face. Hahaha Constantly replaying on my head, what just happened. Oh gosh, Can't wait for another trip there.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt; Hopefully real soon. And also, i wish i could bond with the rest of them next time. I LOVED IT THERE. :) Just a couple hours ago.. While we were sitting in your couch, ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU SURPRISED ME. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; I felt my heart stoppped for a second. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I FELT LIKE, there's no other place in the world i'd want to be.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Who would've known, you're ROMANTIC afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, was another perfect day, spent with the people i love. And when you're in GOOD COMPANY, its bound to be great, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KEVIN, THANKS FOR GIVING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ME........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;.....MY HAPPY EVER AFTER MOMENT.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-8174669408086901565?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/8174669408086901565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=8174669408086901565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8174669408086901565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8174669408086901565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday-lovin.html' title='Sunday Lovin&apos; :)'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rv-sLru3UBI/AAAAAAAAAOA/zWHpz8y5A_M/s72-c/photo+twist(1081)--cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-5968030523384726822</id><published>2007-09-18T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T19:31:32.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is pretty Dandy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Ru_b8fkr0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y7EpXQH-NfM/s1600-h/photo+twist(481)b&amp;amp;w-----2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111545934402802434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Ru_b8fkr0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y7EpXQH-NfM/s400/photo+twist(481)b%26w-----2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ( Life isn't always rainbows and butterflies... )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This month felt like one hell of a roller coaster. One moment I was in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cloud 9, &lt;/span&gt;while the rest of the days were filled with boxes of tissues and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cups of caffeine at 2 in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;j&lt;/span&gt;ust because my mind can't seem to rest from all the thinking. And its not because I'm  too busy with exams or homework. To sum it all up, I spent the first 18 days of this month... Laughing out loud with the girls. Tripping just about anywhere. Studying until 4 in the morning, for an exam that's  just 4 hours away. Waking at the middle of the night, crying. Constantly being late for my first class. Getting teased, because I always end up getting a new cut every week, that's why i'm practically covered with band-aid! No worries, its because of the usual reason -- That I'm a total clutz! Doing my job as Dr. Love, to my new and growing list of patients. Texting and IM-ing in class. And sipping &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1 grande Caramel Macchiato in&lt;/span&gt; between classes to lift up my spirit. Being confused, worrying, crying, crying, crying and well...  worrying some more. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Having my Gym class teacher, tease me on what's happening on my current romance.&lt;/span&gt; So we ended up talking about OUR love lives. That happened 2 Saturdays ago. Surprisingly he turned out to be, pretty cool. Oh and slept, more like napped. Since I was back again, with the old routine of having &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5 hours MAX&lt;/span&gt; for sleeping! Shopping over the weekend, with... MYSELF. Since nobody seems to be free. About the crying part...  A few months back, I normally talk about how my life sucks, like always! But this time.. Its different. I wanna keep mum about it. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think that's the most mature way to deal with it.&lt;/span&gt; And also, it'd be hard for me to go through the details. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.............. * * * .................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So basically, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had spent the past 18 days&lt;/span&gt; trying to find answers from questions that I don't even know yet. Trying to figure out what I really want, and what would I risk just to experience true happiness. How far will I go? Is it really worth all the sleepless nights? Then something inside of me snapped!&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of! You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;So I know, I just had to stop. Overall, this month wasn't so bad. Its actually...  pretty AWESOME. ;) I still can't  believe that I ended up maturing more than I could ever think of. This has got to be the BEST month of the year.. There was perfect mixture of YIN and YANG. I don't want this month to end just yet.. But like what they all say.. All good things must come to an end.&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life is still Dandy, despite all the drama. Oh yes, IT REALLY IS! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-5968030523384726822?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/5968030523384726822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=5968030523384726822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/5968030523384726822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/5968030523384726822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/09/life-is-pretty-dandy.html' title='Life is pretty Dandy!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Ru_b8fkr0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y7EpXQH-NfM/s72-c/photo+twist(481)b%26w-----2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-7586786228420798202</id><published>2007-08-10T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:29:37.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something smells like an...  A plus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;We have finally done our presenatation, last monday.&lt;/span&gt; Over the weekend we went to interview some people working at a telephone company. We split in half when we got there. After the interview, the entire group met up for lunch.. Then started brainstorming. And a couple days later...&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; TA-DAH!&lt;/span&gt; Our presentation went really great, and we got a pretty awesome score. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097230192067955826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 352px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px" height="288" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rrz_2nibTHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NgDBV6JYxbs/s400/000_4363--bw.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Exam week's almost over too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow's going to be the last day. And i had just finished reviewing. So in my spare time, i did this really awesome and quirky game that,&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Janice&lt;/span&gt; passed to me. Janice by the way, is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;my new found friend&lt;/span&gt; in the blogosphere. She's absolutely cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.janiceng.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check out her site!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh and sorry it took me like forever, to do this. I was just really busy with a couple of stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The things i've mentioned below, are mostly just about the usual flops that happened in my life.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THESE ARE THE 10 MOST OUTRAGEOUS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS THAT HAPPENED TO ME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; We went to a fish pond, to shoot our &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DOCUMENTARY FILM&lt;/span&gt;. We spent an entire day there, to actually experience how the lives of fishermen go. Well, midway through the day.. I followed my other group mates, who were already feeding the fishes. The man, was teaching them all the know-how’s. So while I was crossing the makeshift bridge, that was made of bamboo, I think?&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; The bridge broke down!&lt;/span&gt; I was like an inch close to falling off the pond, but I got to grab joy’s foot, so I didn’t fall. But it was SO CLOSE. Thank goodness, she was standing right there. Phew! Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; One sunny morning at school, everyone was complementing me on my really chic outfit.. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It felt great, UNTIL the heel of my fave pair of stilettos HAD IT!&lt;/span&gt; I walked really fast to catch my friends who were already inside the car waiting for me. ‘Cause we were suppose to go the mall. I pretended like nothing happened, but i'm pretty darn sure that the people who saw me had a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh another airport scene!&lt;/span&gt; I noticed that the people at the boarding area were staring at me. So I thought, maybe I have something on me again. So I sat down and checked, but there wasn’t any. On my way to the bathroom, a group of people passed by me, and they were STARING down at my pants. When I looked down, I saw &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MY FLY WAS OPEN!&lt;/span&gt; And, I’ve been walking all over the airport, for like an hour and a half. Jeez! Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; I tripped in front of my crush. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh yes, I did!&lt;/span&gt; And he was just like 2 steps, away. I stepped over a school I.D, which I bet someone lost, and slipped! But I guess he was too busy googling on his phone to notice. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Or maybe he was nice enough to not grin, &lt;/span&gt;even after seeing what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Got grounded for 2 weeks, while on vacation. My mom found out that I went out and drove the car all over the city. My cousin was with me, but it was still &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ME &lt;/span&gt;who drove the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; Heard a ghost singing a lullabye, while at our school’s bathroom, back in High school. And there was no one else, there except me and my friend. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everyone in school knows that place is haunted. &lt;/span&gt;Well, I’ve been there many times, and nothing eerie has ever happened to me. So I feel comfortable while I’m there.. Well, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;until THAT DAY!&lt;/span&gt; Its like one of the CREEPIEST thing ever. I will never forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Last September, at the airport going back home, we found out that our flight will be delayed. Our flight got hold because of security reasons. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Media people were there. &lt;/span&gt;The camera was even infront of me, while they were interviewing the airport officials. Hahhaha! Turns out, A MAN was detained when the security discovered guns, and other deadly weapons on his carry-on luggage! And he was suppose to be on the same flight with us. So when we got to the boarding area, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;rumors have been going around that, he was planning to hijack the plane. &lt;/span&gt;Well they seemed like rumors, so I really didn’t take it seriously. But when we landed, my mom’s phone has got tons of messages and had been ringing non-stop. Turns out, some relatives and other close friends of my mom saw the news about the hijack thing. Its actually the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BREAKING NEWS&lt;/span&gt; in the metro. We just felt so relieved that we got home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; I won the schools’ press conference for photojournalism and Sports writing when I was about 11. And I got to beat like 30-50 other participants from different schools. That was like the first rewarding moment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; When I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16,&lt;/span&gt; (I’m 17 now) I experienced how to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in love.&lt;/span&gt; For the first time! And I mean like, the REAL ONE. Not the usual infatuation that I sometimes mistake as love, when I was much younger. All those cheesy songs and movies were right. It felt like perpetual bliss. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And ‘til now, I’m still CRAZY IN LOVE. &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; During one depressing, Sunday morning.. I went shopping like crazy. When I got home, I found out I had just spent 8 GRAND! I was like, no way. I mean, I like splurging every once in a while. But to spend that much on just 1 day, can’t be good. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So since that day happened I made a mental note:&lt;/span&gt; When another gloomy Sunday comes.. I’ll ring my girl friends and spend the day at the spa or have a DVD marathon instead. Ha ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-7586786228420798202?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/7586786228420798202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=7586786228420798202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7586786228420798202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7586786228420798202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/08/extremely-happy-and-couldnt-been-better.html' title='Something smells like an...  A plus!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rrz_2nibTHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NgDBV6JYxbs/s72-c/000_4363--bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-323929279899732170</id><published>2007-06-21T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:03:38.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Sac et La Fille.  Avec Amour...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rz8B7uaHXnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IMDqnSzfhw0/s1600-h/000_3578+bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133824225807130226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="283" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rz8B7uaHXnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IMDqnSzfhw0/s400/000_3578+bw.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;This will be the last entry for my, three-part, month-long Bday affair. Finally! Well, Turning 17 wasn’t just about the designer duds, gourmet meals and high-end trips. Clearly, it wasn’t. Yes, the material joys we’re divine; but as cliché and mushy as it is, all the love I got from close friends and even the old ones that I haven’t seen in years, is WAY better. Everyone made me feel extra-special. Well, there's more to that day, than that.. And it was reaching the highest point of maturity in my life, so far. It’s seeing myself having a hearty laugh, again. And have that REAL SMILE. Not the fake one when they say, Cheese! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;It’s seeing myself, having PEACE within me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;All &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;that in one day, made me literally speechless. Completely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;awestruck on the sudden turn-around in my life, for less than 20 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Couldn't get any better than that, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;That's what really made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Feeling good doesn’t need to cost a thing. Who ever said it does, anyway? I may not be as happy as I’ve always dreamed I would be, but for the first time I just allowed myself to be whatever it is that I am, and lived the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Being a year older had sort of helped me, answer the questions that has been running in my head for the past years. It’s like an epiphany of sorts. Like any other teen, I was just as chaotic and complicated. Questioning my own questions. Emotional breakdowns. The random, right? But things took its turn… For the better, of course! You know, there is nothing greater than deciding in your life that things may really be just, black and white! So when I was about 15, I had planned out what I wanted to do with my life starting that day, until my middle years. And by 16, what I’ll be doing in my later years, until my retirement day. It’s my master plan. A track that I have to follow. Any progress? Well, Yes. I’m actually making it happen now, at 17. At the moment, I’m already drafting my story and labeling it to Chapter 7. What is it that we need in an ending? Tied up plot lines, evidence of some meaning behind the story, a moral, a punch line, a suicide? Well, I don't know a lot about everything, but I do know a lot about the part of everything that I know, which is living life the way i've always wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28th of MAY. Well, On that day....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115982325350879234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rv-e0bu3UAI/AAAAAAAAAN4/rdxrSU2Tycs/s400/000_3681.jpg" width="413" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;At the Ritz-Carlton on the eve of my Bday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;* * &lt;/span&gt;Oh drat, i wouldn't get to post the sumptuous desserts! Well, i spent a hefty long time on the DESSERT BAR. And took loads of shots! But my cam broke, before i even got to transfer it into my PC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The silly camera, dived into the pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other Bday Presents...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078260249851358978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rnmayp1gbwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LGvf26WwwyM/s400/000_4307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bellissimo.. È stupefacente! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fendi-tastic! (full view) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078260808197107474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RnmbTJ1gbxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/VtAeqh3VCWk/s400/000_4275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From Paris, with love! Oooh la la Vuitton! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078962146291773234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RnwZKZ1gbzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Z4JUicGDYA4/s400/Pixie-(332).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mobile phone for contortionists.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079327317296181186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rn1lSJ1gb8I/AAAAAAAAALg/TsmE_VJSN1M/s400/Pixie-(328).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J'adore N93i .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;il est simplement beau!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078963881458560850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RnwavZ1gb1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/kNuSeqqaU74/s400/Pixie-(330).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-323929279899732170?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/323929279899732170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=323929279899732170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/323929279899732170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/323929279899732170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/06/le-sac-et-la-fille-avec-amour.html' title='Le Sac et La Fille.  Avec Amour...'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rz8B7uaHXnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/IMDqnSzfhw0/s72-c/000_3578+bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-515584734664357087</id><published>2007-06-08T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:10:32.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at this house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER PARTY, anyone? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073387987411168882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="225" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhLfp1gbnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DRvRiqTI01Q/s400/000_3820.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still hung-up from my birtday. There was just something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;missing there.. BUT it still is, the best DAY ever. I took a short trip and came back after a couple days. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;BIG THANKS to all my fab friends who sent in their greetings&lt;/span&gt;. IMs, Emails, SMS. I tried replying to their messages as soon as i could. Well, as soon as we landed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I didn't mind about the roaming charges! Ha Ha! &lt;/span&gt;I was just so ecstatic, while reading through all the messages. They broke the record, from last year! Ha Ha! I really owe them a party. But i was away for a couple days, so i didn't get to do it. I'll be making it up to them, by having a post-party celebration which i'm still planning inside my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND A BIG THANK YOU to ALL THE PEOPLE who greeted me here! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;I really appreciate it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh yeah, i was talking about presents on my last post. Back to that.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Jetting a thousand miles away, to the city of lights. Are some of my pressies, that are being shipped and on their way to me. &lt;/span&gt;The LV and Fendi arrived right on time. I SO LOVE MY PRESENTS! And also those, that are nearly on their way... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was definitely spoiled for a week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhLDJ1gbmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/J1uxmtCCva4/s1600-h/000_3826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073387497784897122" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="268" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhLDJ1gbmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/J1uxmtCCva4/s400/000_3826.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BDAY CAKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073388910829137538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhMVZ1gboI/AAAAAAAAAJA/lWE7k2gcO74/s400/Pixie-(321).jpg" width="318" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gorgeous flowers! COMPLIMENTS OF THE RITZ-CARLTON Hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073390091945143954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhNaJ1gbpI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wcTX-r1aIMg/s400/000_3370.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really adore Tulips. So it was good, that i recieved an entire caboodle!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc0000;"&gt;EXPRESS DELIVERY FROM THE CITY OF LIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073390834974486178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="263" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhOFZ1gbqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/inwTvSH9W3Y/s400/000_4035.jpg" width="379" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You had me at, FENDI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-515584734664357087?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/515584734664357087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=515584734664357087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/515584734664357087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/515584734664357087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-now-after-party.html' title='Party at this house!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RmhLfp1gbnI/AAAAAAAAAI4/DRvRiqTI01Q/s72-c/000_3820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-7689557483048939461</id><published>2007-05-28T05:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T01:40:28.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're gonna party like it's my Bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 MAI 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(JE NE SUIS PAS UNE FILLE PAS ENCORE UNE FEMME) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;JOYEUX ANNIVERSAIRE, à moi.&lt;/span&gt; J'ai 17 ans maintenant! Une autre année de l'étude. J'ai mûri beaucoup, juste par la vie. J'espère plus de bénédiction d'en haut, et pour avoir la paix à la ma vie et coeur. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This has got to be the BEST birthday, yet!&lt;/span&gt; Old buddies finally remembered and.. sent in SMS, IMs, emails. And i am extremely happy about it. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The greeting list is definitely much longer now. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Je suis heureux que la plupart de mes amis se soient rappelées mon anniversaire. Ils sont espérant nous pourraient sortir, mais je ne peux pas partir parce que je suis occupé. Je leur ai promis que nous célébrerons bientôt. Et ce sera une partie vraiment grande. Je les manque beaucoup. Parfois j'ai peur pour vieillir. Responsibilites sont parfois trop à manipuler. Il devient plus difficile résoudre des problèmes et le temps semblent fonctionner plus rapidement. Mais quand j'avais 16 ans, j'ai réalisé tant de choses. J'ai réalisé, cela que je suis plus fort que je pense. Et cela, je peux traiter celui que la vie de problème jette à moi, n'importe comment grand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlnZrXb-6dI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LKX22z3fanU/s1600-h/000_3484-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069322194631190994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px" height="329" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlnZrXb-6dI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LKX22z3fanU/s400/000_3484-bw.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S MY BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;the pre-bday presents, and all the pampering i got a week before. I recieved &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; Classic Prada, and Vuitton tote. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Christian Lacroix Pumps, -- (express delivery from the CITY OF LIGHTS) Chic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;mobile, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Gorgeous Tulips, and More Good Reads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oooh, what could i be getting TODAY? I hope it's that new Blackberry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P R E S E N T S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069309241009826242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="253" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlnN5Xb-6cI/AAAAAAAAAIg/uLEYdqMcbA8/s400/000_3373.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GORGEOUS TULIPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....will be posting more photos soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-7689557483048939461?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/7689557483048939461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=7689557483048939461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7689557483048939461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7689557483048939461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/05/28-mai-2007.html' title='We&apos;re gonna party like it&apos;s my Bday!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlnZrXb-6dI/AAAAAAAAAIo/LKX22z3fanU/s72-c/000_3484-bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-8516647071543077186</id><published>2007-05-24T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T02:03:46.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG! You're it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, this isn't the entry that'll explain why i've got this big smile on me, now. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll do that next time. After this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MONICA,&lt;/span&gt; or like what i'm used to calling her.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MONAI,&lt;/span&gt; passed me this chain game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You can view her list by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.crazythinkermonica.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;clicking here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The things i've listed below, are really random. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE RULES AND MECHANICS OF THIS CHAIN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog! Let's begin.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068823115136428450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="340" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlgTxHb-6aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wm7zW5Espyo/s400/000_3733.jpg" width="393" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I am also, of Spanish descent.&lt;/span&gt; Basically, I'm ¼ Spanish. Courtesy of my Mom. My ancestors hails from the south of Spain. The rest of ME, is a mix of 3 other races. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mom's family is pretty much the traditional Spanish kind.&lt;/span&gt; But I wasn't brought up like that. I mean, with the language and traditions. So, when I came to visit them before, they had to adjust and translate for me. And I definitely learned a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Now, my mom and me talk in Spanish&lt;/span&gt; so I could practice it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can carry the accent, already! &lt;/span&gt;Ha Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; made an incredibly long list of all the things I'dwant to be.&lt;/span&gt; Like some of it, I might consider on doing and the rest is just for fun. I posted it on the profile of my private account, on a social networking site. So a snippet from that: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A CIA AGENT, A FIGURE SKATER, A STRUGGLING ARTIST IN PARIS, A FASHION PHOTOGRAPHER or A TRAVEL JOURNALIST.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am highly clairvoyant.&lt;/span&gt; One time at lunch in High School with my friends, I just blurted out, there's fire near our school. Of course, they didn't know what I was talking about. They said I was crazy. Until we were on our way back to school and we couldn't get through because of the fire trucks. There was something burning A BLOCK AWAY FROM OUR SCHOOL. They were stunned and amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am a travel Junkie!&lt;/span&gt; I love trotting, since I was a little girl. I'm the travel-for-adventure kind. My trips are never boring, they're always jam-packed with ADVENTURE and a whole lot of craazzyy! I Guess, that's why people I know never forget to invite me on JETAWAYS. Haha! Because I always try keep the party goin'  24/7 for everybody. No excuse on jet lags and missing luggages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most people know me for my duplicitous nature.&lt;/span&gt; In short, Adaptability + Flexibility x insanity + humor = ME. Basic Math, really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-8516647071543077186?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/8516647071543077186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=8516647071543077186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8516647071543077186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/8516647071543077186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/05/tag-youre-it.html' title='TAG! You&apos;re it!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RlgTxHb-6aI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Wm7zW5Espyo/s72-c/000_3733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-6645642871358471033</id><published>2007-05-18T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:48:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GOOD Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say when Life throws you &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LEMONS &lt;/span&gt;make &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;LEMONADE.&lt;/span&gt; But i say, if life throws you Bling-blings, Gorgeous Flowers, An adorable designer HB, The chicest mobile phone, PLUS CASH... &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THEN GRAB A SHOPPING BAG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It's been the BEST WEEK,&lt;/span&gt; ever! ever! ever! But i'll let all of you hanging, for a while! I will be posting on my next entry, the reason for my&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BIG SMILE!&lt;/span&gt; Tee-hee!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-6645642871358471033?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/6645642871358471033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=6645642871358471033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/6645642871358471033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/6645642871358471033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-life.html' title='The GOOD Life'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-1167403777895525875</id><published>2007-05-12T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T07:09:11.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of the BAND-AID</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RkjmHuaHQxI/AAAAAAAAAII/V-4QfrqfoHE/s1600-h/000_3247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064550801369154322" style="WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px" height="388" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RkjmHuaHQxI/AAAAAAAAAII/V-4QfrqfoHE/s400/000_3247.jpg" width="361" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;When i was a kid,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i've always enjoyed spending long weekends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;THEME PARKS. We'd always take trips and drive for long hours just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to get there. And when we arrive, I always tell them&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"i wanna ride that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's so big and looks fun!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but they always tell me, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"When you're bigger, you can ride there." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And i'm not just talking about Roller Coasters, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm talking about all those Wild and Crazy rides, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that i couldn't even&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; remember what they're called. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also loved playing tag when i was kid. But since i was EXTREMELY clumsy, i'd often get wounded. I can still remember, everytime they had to put antispetic on the wound,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i start screaming and crying like all hell broke lose!&lt;/span&gt; And they're not even close to applying it, yet! I guess, when you're a kid a simple wound is all the pain you know, that exists. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;We all have our own little games. No Foul, No Breaks, No nothing. It's a GAME &lt;/span&gt;with no rules, but you still have to PLAY it anyway. I was playing a smooth game, a really GOOD ONE. And i have been playing it my entire life, until ONE DAY i had an 'injury', and had to be moved somewhere else. I couldn't believe, i didn't see any of that coming! That's why my parents moved me far away, to heal. A completely different world, and a huge crowd. &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DEATH. It was MY death. I became lonely, depressed, alone, misunderstood, and barely spoke to the people around me. Just like everyone else? &lt;/span&gt;Well, not in the world that i became part of. I was definitely the ODD one out. And my parents didn't even notice that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's when i realized, just when you've gotten the lay of the land, the ground underneath you shifts. And knocks you off your feet. You're LUCKY if you end up with nothing more than a flesh-wound! Something a BAND-AID will cover.&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;But some wounds are deeper than they first appear, and require more than just a quick fix. In the Aftermath of my death, i had vowed to never play again. Because i was afraid to fight, and lose. &lt;/span&gt;Then i pushed my sadness so far down into the base of my being that i didn't even know it was there. Death does that to us, doesn't it? It's so irrevocable, so absolute. We would rather deny its existence than face up to our sorrow and pass through our pain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then, i started to believe that we are born with the power to heal our wounds, not through miracles, but through a silent voice that speaks to us from within ourselves and won't be stilled. A voice that tells us where to go and what to do, which is a miracle of another kind.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; It is the refusal to heed that inner voice that causes the incurable sickness of the soul which make us &lt;/span&gt;wither before time. Now, i can hear mine LOUD AND CLEAR. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-1167403777895525875?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/1167403777895525875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=1167403777895525875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/1167403777895525875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/1167403777895525875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/05/power-of-band-aid.html' title='Power of the BAND-AID'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RkjmHuaHQxI/AAAAAAAAAII/V-4QfrqfoHE/s72-c/000_3247.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-3008025369002394079</id><published>2007-04-27T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T23:57:32.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give PEAS a chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RjopyeaHQsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/so9TFCZjK6s/s1600-h/000_3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060403078436963010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" height="274" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RjopyeaHQsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/so9TFCZjK6s/s400/000_3312.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes, you read it right. That's because, I've been planning to change my eating habit for almost a year now, but I keep on forgetting it. And it's only when I was watching a show over the food channel that I decided, to finally DO IT. It really made me open my fridge and think on what I've been putting inside my body. That's why, I'm going green now. Cutting down and banning some of the loveable gassy and greasy foods. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 130% arial;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: 130% arial;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trading the usual junk for some healthy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;opts. Hope I get to stick with it, though!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060402064824681138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" height="296" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/Rjoo3eaHQrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TH5UpVQo4BM/s400/000_3312.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing it for a week now and I know I'm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not a COW to be eating all these greens, yellows, and reds! But the results are good and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it didn't only help my body, work right, it also made my mind and MOOD in sync. No signs of feeling cranky and snappy at the middle of the day. Makes me feel like, I could go skydiving and run for miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Changing my diet, is just one of the many many many things i'm going to do and will be FINISHING this season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RjomI-aHQpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LUCVdspKbc4/s1600-h/000_3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060399066937508498" style="WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" height="384" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RjomI-aHQpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/LUCVdspKbc4/s400/000_3350.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like getting back with my reads.&lt;/span&gt; During my last trip, I ended up s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plurging at the Airport bookstore, due to the looong delay of my flight. Since then, I had already finished 2 of the 5 books. They’ve been on my bedside table for months now, and before I end up purchasing more books over AMAZON, might as well finish those first. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also try out&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YOGA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Because, I wanna keep my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;SANITY&lt;/span&gt; during those "usual days". And.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More AROMATHERAPY oils and oil sprays! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Jasmine, Rosemary,&lt;/span&gt; Juniper, Lemongrass, Orange Blossom, Petitgrain, Bergamot and Lavender. &lt;/span&gt;Definitely a QUICK escape from the day-to-day madness, no need to for an appointment on the Spa. A good hour, or even just an hour and a half would be heavenly! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing beats the "cloud 9" feeling it leaves. &lt;/span&gt;A great combo after the yoga. After all this, I'm gonna come out feeling &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hearty, invigorated, and perky. Like one of those Tree-hugging Hippies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-3008025369002394079?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/3008025369002394079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=3008025369002394079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3008025369002394079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/3008025369002394079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/04/give-peas-chance.html' title='Give PEAS a chance.'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RjopyeaHQsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/so9TFCZjK6s/s72-c/000_3312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-662773180180888503</id><published>2007-04-15T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:16:25.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahoy there, Miuccia Prada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RiEyFXg1yXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ECxvEaEw-wE/s1600-h/PRADA+PHONE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053375324678900082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="381" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RiEyFXg1yXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ECxvEaEw-wE/s400/PRADA+PHONE.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a Sunny Shopping day to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rodeo Drive, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;or even Paris.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;decided to wear your &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hermes Scarf, Balenciaga tote bag, D&amp;G &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oversized Sun glasses, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Galliano Dress, Marc &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jacobs &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peep-toes,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Now, what's missing with the complete head-to-toe Haute Couture ensemble? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PRADA PHONE&lt;/span&gt; of course!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;"It is a time to look toward the future, without denying the past."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;A quote by Miuccia Prada. Could she be envisioning the creation of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Prada phone when she said this? She definitely is Fashion forward! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who would've known that this Popular Fahion Brand, would eventually release its first-ever mobile phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Fashion Phone is manufactured by the more popular electronic brand, LG. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Like the Striking Metallic-Gold, Dolce &amp;amp; Gabanna phone&lt;/span&gt; that's manufactured by Motorola. I've learned about this phone while watching an Aussie Tech Show, last January. Or late last year? I couldn't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053376072003209602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RiEyw3g1yYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/iTjTIeKon5U/s400/lg-prada-phone.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PRADA phone&lt;/span&gt; is also known as the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LG KE850&lt;/span&gt;. As advertised, the KE850 is practically featureless from the front. It has the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CALL, END And CLEAR&lt;/span&gt; buttons that run along the bottom. It's actually very thin and light. Touch the super-sized screen and the understated, Flash-powered icons slide into view. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Navigating the phone's menus is easy because it has a touch-sensitive screen; No need for a Stylus with this one! within seconds, you can easily find your way through it, with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's in a PRADA phone, anyway?&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Other than the striking similarities with the LOOK of the iPHONE. &lt;/span&gt;The LG KE850 is the first phone, with a touch interface that eliminates the conventional keypad. It has a screen size of 3-inches (240 x 400) and a dimension of 98.8 x 54 X 12 mm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also features a 2-megapixel camera &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music player (MP3, ACC, ACC+, WMA, RA) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;video player (MPEG4, H.263, H.264) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;document viewer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has an external memory slot &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And runs on wireless data: Bluetooth 2.0, EDGE Tri-Band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This PRADA phone might just be on the next must-have list for the haute couture-loving and fashion savvy people.&lt;/span&gt; It sells for 775 dollars or 600 euros. But when I tried online shopping for this mobile, each store offered different prices. As low as 572 bucks to, 800 and even 900 dollars depending on the network provider, warranties and limited editon features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, Prada-loving people get a hold of this, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;to complete your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SPRING/SUMMER Look!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-662773180180888503?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/662773180180888503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=662773180180888503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/662773180180888503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/662773180180888503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahoy-there-miuccia-prada.html' title='Ahoy there, Miuccia Prada!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RiEyFXg1yXI/AAAAAAAAAGo/ECxvEaEw-wE/s72-c/PRADA+PHONE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-7908108032107521663</id><published>2007-03-04T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T02:42:36.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around.. Comes around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Regarding my entry last Feb. 2Oth.&lt;/span&gt; There are some things you just can't help but talk about. Things we just don't want to hear, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and we scream them out loud because we can't be silent any longer.&lt;/span&gt; Sometimes they are more than what you say, they're what you do.  You say it, 'cause there's no other choice. You keep it to yourself.  And not too often, but every now and then, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;some things simply speak for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Even if it is, PAINFUL..&lt;/span&gt; you just have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its own, hope the wound that caused it heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers, you just breath deep and wait for it to subside. Most of the time pain can be &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; but sometimes the pain gets you where you least expect it. Hits way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;below the belt and doesn't let up. You just have to fight through,&lt;/span&gt; because the truth is you can't outrun it and life always makes more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe we like the pain. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;Maybe we're wired that way.&lt;/span&gt; Because without it, I don't know; maybe we just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;SOMETIMES,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;we just need the bad stuff to remind us what the good stuff is in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHICH REMINDS ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An offer to be part of the UA&amp;amp;P team in a convention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scoring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; A- in French Class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much awaited SUMMER GETAWAY to somewhere FREE, FUN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very very very FAR! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-7908108032107521663?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/7908108032107521663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=7908108032107521663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7908108032107521663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7908108032107521663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-goes-around-comes-back-around.html' title='What goes around.. Comes around...'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-2128429290181674258</id><published>2006-12-16T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:20:47.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live Your Life CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I F E : 4 SIMPLE LETTERS, WHY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SO COMPLICATED ?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYP4-_tBPcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-lQ8slI1_ho/s1600-h/live+crazy.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009120971701960130" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="115" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYP4-_tBPcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-lQ8slI1_ho/s320/live+crazy.gif" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All that happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to me many many years ago, I HAVE SURVIVED. In the intervening years, i have discovered that despite the overwhelming nature of that early disaster,&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; day-to-day life isn't a constant series of crises and calamities!&lt;/span&gt; Day-to-day life is like the wind in all its infinite varations and moods. The wind is shifting, constantly shifting. Sometimes... Blowing north, northeast, northeast, then north. Just as we ourselves are shifting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes happy, sometimes mad, sometimes upset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLjiqHs3KI/AAAAAAAAABg/ykvK-64nOgM/s1600-h/no+excuse.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008815920151059618" style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="105" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLjiqHs3KI/AAAAAAAAABg/ykvK-64nOgM/s320/no+excuse.bmp" width="112" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYP4X_tBPbI/AAAAAAAAABs/qNw4F757pf8/s1600-h/lemons.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009120301687061938" style="WIDTH: 105px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" height="110" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYP4X_tBPbI/AAAAAAAAABs/qNw4F757pf8/s320/lemons.bmp" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY NEW PHILOSOPHY IN LIFE IS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.... EVERYTHING HAPPENS FOR A REASON! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;As i grew older&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and more experienced, i realized that the ability to distinguish between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;REAL and APPARENT dangers is fundamental to good judgement, and people who don't posses it, is in mere danger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They dwell in a state of incipient catastrophe, thinking only of what could go wrong and trying to ward it off before it occurs. They aren't masters of reality, although they like to think they are... They're masters of UNREALITY!!&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chicken, if you please!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They always want to play on the safe side, to avoid feeling PAIN. and they are like this because they let their FEARS, which are FIGMENTS of an untrustworthy imagination, govern their lives. It's as if they never break through a secret barrier that separate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the timorous from the self-assured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;People like that are more common than we suppose and it's unfortunate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;those who know them live with the futile hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that they will somehow, get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;stirring again. But they rarely do, for the simple reason that they can't afford to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;let the world get out of their control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT THE WORLD CAN'T BE CONTROLLED!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's patently not contorollable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That's the only PHYSICAL PRINCIPLE that i'm DEFINITELY SURE OF! and i think, that the WORLD and LIFE in general, is better off that way. Let's STOP GETTING in the way of HOW THINGS ARE SUPPOSE TO BE.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;LET IT HAPPEN&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-2128429290181674258?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/2128429290181674258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=2128429290181674258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/2128429290181674258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/2128429290181674258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-version-of-butterfly-effect.html' title='Live Your Life CRAZY!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYP4-_tBPcI/AAAAAAAAAB0/-lQ8slI1_ho/s72-c/live+crazy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-467961339298240570</id><published>2006-12-14T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:20:29.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chaos Theory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CHANGE ONE THING, CHANGE EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLWn6Hs3II/AAAAAAAAAA8/nHkmpWgQ9Zo/s1600-h/thelakehousepubf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008801716694211714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px" height="246" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLWn6Hs3II/AAAAAAAAAA8/nHkmpWgQ9Zo/s320/thelakehousepubf.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" If anyone finds this, it means my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plan didn't work and I'm already &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dead. But if I can go back to the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beginning of all of this, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I might &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;able &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to save her... " &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- from the butterfly effect.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When i was in 3rd grade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was about 8, that time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I always had this INSANE, obsession with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TIME TRAVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and TIME MACHINES. I would lie on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;my bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;thinking of ways to create it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;having visions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;of what it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;feels like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and of course, if it would really be possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Growing up, i was always the...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"curious-about-the-world" type of kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I can't seem to get to sleep, UNLESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i read a book or discover something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NEW, that will fuel up my curiousity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and i don't know why! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLYuKHs3JI/AAAAAAAAABE/R5z9RXXFsMw/s1600-h/thelakehousepubf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008804023091649682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLYuKHs3JI/AAAAAAAAABE/R5z9RXXFsMw/s320/thelakehousepubf.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of the reasons that made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;machines so interesting to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;me, as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;a kid.. is definitely the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;ADVENTURE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;The thrill of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;going back in time, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;getting a GLIMPSE of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;FUTURE. Those Freakin' TV shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;really FOOLED me with, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;the whole... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;"by the year 2000, CARS would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;be flying!" Sheesh! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it's already 2006, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and there are still NO SIGNS of flying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;cars. Not even flying SCOOTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OR BIKES!&lt;/span&gt; Ha Ha Ha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, NOW..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm already 16, not 8! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;My philosophy has already changed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;my ideas, my dreams, the list goes on and on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Good News is, 8 years later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm still interested in TIME MACHINES! and my hopes are still HIGH! Yes, i still like it. But for a different reason. Eight years later, my purpose changed. I'm more &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;into going back to the past, than seeing what could happen&lt;/span&gt; in the FUTURE. I WANT IT, because.. there has been a good and bad combo, between those years. Good and bad memories that i try to hold on too. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Praying that i don't suffer from AMNESIA or ALZHEIMER'S anytime soon,&lt;/span&gt; because looking back and and seeing how my life has turned out, REMINDS ME of who and what type of person i have become, right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;THE MAIN REASON why i'm so much into it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;PLAIN AND SIMPLE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;These good ol' memories is the only thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;in my life that WOULDN'T CHANGE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;when everything else will!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;AND ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;IT'S COOL to personally witness those moments! Like, that moment &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;when you fell at the ESCALATOR in the MALL for everyone to see!&lt;/span&gt; or the time your friends pulled a prank on you! or the FIRST time you MET the person that would cahnge your life! Pretty cool, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-467961339298240570?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/467961339298240570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=467961339298240570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/467961339298240570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/467961339298240570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/12/chaos-theory.html' title='The Chaos Theory!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RYLWn6Hs3II/AAAAAAAAAA8/nHkmpWgQ9Zo/s72-c/thelakehousepubf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-7701403013902203627</id><published>2006-12-09T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:20:47.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears from behind my eyes.. But i do not cry..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The NEW AND IMPROVED JOYCE!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RdnGsVNGOeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6Z_aHjjYjbU/s1600-h/000_1948+(small).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033272523471862242" style="WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" height="400" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RdnGsVNGOeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6Z_aHjjYjbU/s400/000_1948+(small).jpg" width="409" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished up reading, Richard Bode's ... First you have to row a little boat. I've definitely learned a lot more about Life, with that Book. Like, issues with Grief and depression. Sudden Death. Braggy people. Even the Weather! But it also has the Good Stuff.. Like, Finding true happiness. And the Littlest things in this world that makes us SMILE, even for No reason. Like.. a Stupid Movie, or seeing that &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;QUOTE UNQUOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Special person's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Status of my life now: STEADY. In short... I'm hanging there.. Just hanging on..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! did you know that there are actually 5 STAGES OF GRIEF! Yes, there's 5 of it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there's.. DENIAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there's.. ANGER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third, there's.. Bargaining..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, there's the oh-so-popular, DEPRESSION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally.. ACCEPTANCE. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not really sure with where i am, right now.. It can actually get a bit confusing at some point. I just realized that the only thing i'm sure of, is that...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Observation is a more powerful force than you could possibly reckon. The invisible, the overlooked, and the unobserved are the most in danger of reaching the end of the spectrum. They lose the last of their light. From there, anything can happen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Talk about confusing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-7701403013902203627?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/7701403013902203627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=7701403013902203627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7701403013902203627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/7701403013902203627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-and-improved-joyce-i-had-just.html' title='Tears from behind my eyes.. But i do not cry..'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/RdnGsVNGOeI/AAAAAAAAAEg/6Z_aHjjYjbU/s72-c/000_1948+(small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115642537878084334</id><published>2006-08-24T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T04:00:01.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pack your bags and GO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXTENDED BREAK. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;READY.. JET SET.. GO! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get your Gucci Bag. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pack your Flip Flops.&lt;/span&gt; Book a flight. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rush to the Airport!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who said, summer's already over?! For this girl... it ain't, YET! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still out &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on vacation, up to now! It's fun, to take a break&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every once in a while. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO FUSS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So maybe.. i won't be posting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that much updates in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the coming week! or maybe, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT AT ALL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but.. i'll load up next, next week's entries with tons of Photos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mishaps and even more Quandaries from my trip!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've still got a plane to catch! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So.. Ciao! Au Revoir! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115642537878084334?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115642537878084334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115642537878084334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115642537878084334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115642537878084334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-trip-to-bangkok.html' title='Pack your bags and GO!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115574577137313214</id><published>2006-08-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T00:55:14.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets for my sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;J'aime Doux&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/000_1216.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1216.0.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That's what, i had for dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sweets for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;Heck, why not?! it, ain't so bad.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's how life is.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;when there aren't any grown ups around. Hihihi. It's like having an early midnight snack. Cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it so, tempting to see a whole box of Belgian chocolates.. or freshly baked, chocolate chip cookies... &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or that fresh-from-the-oven smell, of krispy kreme?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the after taste, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;out from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;your first bite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ooooh! it's sooo teasing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a second or two, you start seeing things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;doughnut, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;holding that huge sign saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EAT ME! PLEASE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Les roses sont rouges, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;violettes sont bleu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Le sucre est doux,&lt;/span&gt; et donc vous sont !&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/000_1212.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1212.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/000_1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/000_1210.jpg" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, enough of the mouthwatering goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Let's all snooze off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115574577137313214?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115574577137313214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115574577137313214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115574577137313214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115574577137313214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/08/sweets-for-my-sweet.html' title='Sweets for my sweet'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115470937718773383</id><published>2006-08-04T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:48:08.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basking and soaking up, under the Tuscan sun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/under_the_tuscan_sun.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/under_the_tuscan_sun.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life offers you a thousand of chances, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all you have to do is take one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I saw this movie,&lt;/span&gt; just a couple of hours ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't care &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if it was a chic-flick or what. It was so &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breathtakingly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful, that anyone should be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entranced by it's sheer &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;visual assault on the senses. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you add great &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;performances by a fine cast, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and an interesting story, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can't loose.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                         Well, who &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wouldn't want to escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                          for an hour or so, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ITALIAN SUN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know, but to me, it seems like movies filmed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in europe... More specifically, romance or chick-flick types &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tend to become more &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;REALISTIC.&lt;/span&gt; It has this different kind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of vibe. It's not that i'm saying that other movies, aren't &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mushy enough to make me feel all jittery.. it's just that,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everytime i watch these kind of flicks.. it makes me wanna &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;float up in the air! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm telling you, this is a GREAT movie, and i'm giving it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a rating of..&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Two thumbs up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It has great cinematography &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and a couple of catchy one-liners, and phrases. You should &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go buy a copy or download the film or whatever. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But i'm gonna be a spoiler, and share the synopsis &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of the film. hahaha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diane Lane&lt;/span&gt; follows up her Oscar-nominated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;performance in Unfaithful with, Under the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuscan Sun, a more lighthearted romantic &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;comedy that is surprisingly entertaining, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even for guys. Lane stars here as Frances,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a writer who is going through a difficult divorce. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grief-stricken, she goes on a gay tour of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuscany to ease her sorrows, only to come across&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a large but rundown villa for sale.In the spur of the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she buys the house and starts a new life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;in Italy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/under%20the%20tuscan%20sun%20SPLASH.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/under%20the%20tuscan%20sun%20SPLASH.0.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Of course, hardships and relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ensue. &lt;/span&gt;Lane is a good actress and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;shows it yet again here, creating a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;likeable but flawed character. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She has a lot going for her&lt;/span&gt; but has to overcome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lot of personal obstacles to become better again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is also supported by a good cast; Sandra Oh, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as her best friend, is quite humorous, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relationship between Lane and Dan Bucatinsky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is also fairly interesting. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Under the Tuscan Sun gets props because&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; it is enjoyable even when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is depressing. Some might say that the movie has too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heavy-handedness when it comes to the various relationships&lt;/span&gt; that are &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;destroyed throughout the course of the story, but in reality, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuscan Sun is rather light and never meant to be overly dramatic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is not the funniest romantic comedy out there, and it isn't supposed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to be, but still has enough laughs from beginning to end. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It also succeeds by avoiding at least some cliches. Under the Tuscan Sun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is a romantic comedy that really doesn't focus on the main character's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relationshipwith men (romantically, that is). Up until the very end, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the movie avoids some of the most obvious cliches that appear at the&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;end of most romantic comedies. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/under%20the%20tuscan%20sun%20SPLASH.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you're not convinced enough, then try &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;can't-miss&lt;/span&gt; lines in the movie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;FRANCES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every day I watch for the old man with the flowers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I wonder, was he born here? Did he love someone here? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did he lose someone here? He doesn't seem as curious about me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but that's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Next...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;FRANCES:&lt;/span&gt; Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It doesn't actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart or a head-on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;car wreck. It should. When someone you've promised to cherish till&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;death do you part says "I never loved you," it should kill you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;instantly. You shouldn't have to wake up day after day after that, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trying to understand how in the world you didn't know. The light just &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;never went on, you know. I must have known, of course, but I was too &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scared to see the truth. Then fear just makes you so stupid. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Martini:&lt;/span&gt; No, it's not stupid, Signora Mayes. L'amore e cieco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Frances:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, love is blind. Yeah, we have that saying too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Martini:&lt;/span&gt; Everybody has that saying because it's true everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/under_the_tuscan_sun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The m&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ovie, wasn't entirely shot in ITALY though. 'Cause it started&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;out in, San Francisco. But, the rest of the scenes we're filmed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all over ITALY. Like in Salerno, Rome, etc. and more so, in TUSCANY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a region in italy, where you'll find Florence.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115470937718773383?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115470937718773383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115470937718773383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115470937718773383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115470937718773383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/08/under-tuscan-sun.html' title='Basking and soaking up, under the Tuscan sun.'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115325687776626933</id><published>2006-07-19T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:19:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BODY SHOP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;BEAUTY FOR A CAUSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I have been an avid user of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;THE BODY SHOP&lt;/span&gt; for quite some time already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And, I grew to love their products more and more. From bath gels, to body butters and even with their aromatherapy oils and Eau de toilette. Another thing that made their products more &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hotter in the market is, becoming the first international cosmetic retailer to be endorsed by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;leading animal protection groups&lt;/span&gt; under their Humane Cosmetic Standard. Because of their notable concern with the noxious things happening all over the globe, they launched campaigns like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. SUPPORT COMMUNITY TRADE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. STOP ANIMAL TESTING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. DEFEND HUMAN RIGHTS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. ACTIVATE YOUR SELF-ESTEEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. AND PROTECT OUR PLANET!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt; you know, that the next time you purchase something from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;their store you're definitely sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;that it's worth every penny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;* BODY SHOP FACT: *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9 AM on Saturday, 27 March 1976, the first Body Shop opened &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;its doors for business at 22 Kensington Gardens, Brighton.&lt;br /&gt;Now 28 years later, The Body Shop is already a multi-local business &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;with over 1,980 stores serving over 77 million customers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in 50 different markets in 25 different languages &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and across 12 time zones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TRY THESE GREAT FINDS FROM THE BODY SHOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHIMMER CUBES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/shimmer%20cube.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="290" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/shimmer%20cube.0.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Try this four cute blocks of earthy, shimmering color. Mix and match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'em up any which way you like.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHIMMER SMUDGER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/shimmer_smudger.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" height="298" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/shimmer_smudger.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;New Shimmer Smudges offer an eye-catching new way to wear color. These amazingly innovative loose eye color products provide four, fresh, fabulous catwalk colors, enriched with high quantities of light reflective pearls.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHEER SUN GEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/sheer_sun_gel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" height="286" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/sheer_sun_gel.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A translucent, lightweight bronzing gel for the face and body. It glides onto skin easily to provide natural-looking sun-kissed radiance instantly. The refreshing formula includes moisturizers to leave your skin feeling soft and supple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SHIMMER HI-SHINE LIP TREATMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/hi-shine_lip_treatment.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" height="298" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/hi-shine_lip_treatment.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Glossy, but sheer tinted mouths are this summer's must-have look, so drench lips in gorgeous gloss with a slick of Hi-Shine Lip Treatment. Pick from two perfect tropical shades presented in a funky, squeezable tube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;ALTARO EAU DE TOILETTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/lg_altaro_eau_de_toilette.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" height="280" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/lg_altaro_eau_de_toilette.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An oriental, passionate scent with hints of cinnamon, clove, and amber. Mix it up with Citrella or wear it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;STRAWBERRY BODY BUTTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/lg_bodybutter_strawberry.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/lg_bodybutter_strawberry.0.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;An intensive creamy all-over body moisturizer, with a sweet berry fragrance. It contains moisturizing strawberry seed oil and Community Trade shea and cocoa butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;images are taken from, www.thebodyshop.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the author is not in any matter related to the body shop company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115325687776626933?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115325687776626933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115325687776626933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115325687776626933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115325687776626933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/07/body-shop.html' title='THE BODY SHOP'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115195041734717729</id><published>2006-07-04T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:22:18.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The devil wears, Dolce &amp; Gabanna? I mean, PRADA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have always been a Anne Hathaway fanatic, since her PRINCESS DIARIES days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's do a little flashback..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was in 6th grade&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when i first saw the trailer of, The Princess Diaries. And i was initially stunned by it. PLUS! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it’s&lt;/span&gt; a DISNEY CHANNEL MOVIE! So i wwas totally like, Oooh.. i can't wait to see this movie! My mom knew i was so thrilled of the movie, so.. after a few days.. she surprised me with a copy of the PRINCESS DIARIES! I had a sudden adrenaline rush that time.. I played the movie, over and over again! &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think i've seen the movie for over 10 times already. No kidding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was some kind of silly tween-ish addiction, since i was only 12 when i first saw the movie. After that, i've read online that they were planning to do a, PART 2 of my fave flick. And I suppose, you already know what my reaction was like. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;+ + +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more successful Flicks later.. Like, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;LLA ENCHANTED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and of course the critically acclaimed film,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Now comes, a brand new and obviously another, sure HIT FLICK this season..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE DEVIL WEARS PRADA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;I haven't finished downloading the film yet, but i'm pretty close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/Wallpaper_03_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="256" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/Wallpaper_03_1280.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The movie starts out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the dizzying world of New York fashion, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;where size zero is the new 2,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; six is the new 8, and a bad hair day can end a career, Runaway Magazine is the Holy Grail. Overseen with a finely manicured fist by Miranda Priestly--the most powerful woman in fashion--Runway is a fearsome gauntlet for anyone who wants to make it in the industry. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To make Runway the fashion bible of New York&lt;/span&gt; and therefore the world, Miranda has let nothing stand in her way--including a long line of assistants that didn’t make the cut. It's a job no self-respecting person can survive, yet it's an opportunity a million young women in New York would kill for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/anne_hathaway12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/anne_hathaway12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A stint as Miranda's assistant could blast-open the doors for recent college graduate Andy Sachs. More college drab than haute couture, she stands alone among the small army of "Clackers" on staff at Runway--superslim fashion divas clacking their stilettos down the halls of the magazine's Manhattan headquarters. But when Andy comes in for the job, it dawns on her that making it in this industry will take more than drive and determination. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And her ultimate test stands before her in head-to-toe Prada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Miranda can spin the fashion world like a basketball but has a devil of a time finding and keeping a good assistant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Andy is completely wrong for the job. But she has something the rest of them don't: she refuses to fail. To become the perfect assistant, Andy will need to make herself over in Miranda's image. Soon, much to her boyfriend's dismay, she can talk the talk, walk the walk and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never again confuse Dolce with Gabbana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But the more of life she sees through Miranda's eyes, the more she begins to grasp that Miranda's world is a fabulous but lonely one--and that sometimes great success depends on great sacrifice. But at what cost? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/Wallpaper_01_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/Wallpaper_01_800.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;click the link below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.devilwearspradamovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.devilwearspradamovie.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.devilwearspradamovie.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;+ + +&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bottom line is,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FASHION is like collaging; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it’s &lt;/span&gt;like telling a story, or telling a point of view. I am no, connoisseur; and my notion of the fashion world might be quite vague; but to me, FASHION is the cousin of painting or writing. It &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;doesn't &lt;/span&gt;have any standards or formulas. It is similar to painting in a way, that you&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; don’t&lt;/span&gt; need boundaries or whatever. You just mix it all up and BAM! You have TRUE BEAUTY laid on a canvass. All you need is a cup of determination, a squeeze of discipline, a sprinkle of patience, a spoonful of trust in yourself and of course, a bowl of PASSION. Because, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;TRUE FASHION&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is the art of telling a story just like a painter would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CREDITS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;images provided by 2Oth century fox and internet movie database inc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115195041734717729?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115195041734717729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115195041734717729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115195041734717729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115195041734717729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/07/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The devil wears, Dolce &amp; Gabanna? I mean, PRADA!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-115161147905608318</id><published>2006-06-30T03:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:18:01.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too soon for June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could barely sleep last night...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So eventually, I opened up the window and gazed through the stars, overlooking the towering buildings, gigantic billboards, houses, cars, and bright lights, while feeling the cold breeze crawl underneath my skin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Since, I already mentioned about the bright lights.. Honestly, I could barely see the stars anymore because of too much lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;* * * *&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Then I had a sudden nostalgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There really is, nothing more delicate than the last sunsets over summer. Sigh. So many stories have closed with those familiar golden rays fading into dusk. Because for most of us, growing up or growing old, the searing heat and slow days bring with them a certain nostalgia. Count me in, on that! and a set of moments and memories that have defined us in more ways than we can remember. In youth, these are the days spent in the company of a few good friends, sipping coffee while &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;reminiscing the good old days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; swapping stories,&lt;/span&gt; gossips, and the latest thing-a-majigger! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taking in every single experience of LOVE, BLISS, TENDERNESS, REGRET, BETRAYAL, DISSAPOINTMENT, LOYALTY and the TRUE meaning of FRIENDSHIP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With only the bittersweet knowledge that it is all finite, that even the sweetest romance, the deepest summer ties, may very well soon come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one last time, we slip an old record, play a familiar song, lay down on the grass and catch the leaves as they &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;fall. And I don’t mean,&lt;/span&gt; literally. With each summer that comes and goes, in those final moments of daylight where all things are remembered, relieved and regretted, and finally released, we feel somehow that as time has passed us, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;as all things are now gone in a blur, we are a little older, maybe a little wiser.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;But only one thing is for certain, in those moments that time is still and friendship and love and passion and other indefinably beautiful things overwhelm others, I was already in perpetual bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause at the end of summer, we are once again different. Some of our perceptions and philosophies may have changed;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our minds: more mature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our tolerance for pain: much stronger. Our Faith: much deeper. And by the end of summer we are once again changed.. OR ARE WE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-115161147905608318?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/115161147905608318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=115161147905608318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115161147905608318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/115161147905608318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2006/06/june-entry.html' title='Too soon for June'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-114156460029618854</id><published>2006-03-05T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:44:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready? Flash your pearly whites! Snap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i had a rough week! and i just don't wanna not talk about it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;right now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'll just start my first ever entry for this month, with loads of pixies!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;these shots were taken after the pictorial..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/GLAM%20gal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px" height="288" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/GLAM%20gal.jpg" width="330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/cropped-mini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" height="324" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/cropped-mini.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/mean.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/smiley%20kmiii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" height="249" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/smiley%20kmiii.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/smileyyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/excuse%20me%20po!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 326px" height="253" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/320/excuse%20me%20po%21.jpg" width="155" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4015/849/1600/excuse%20me%20po!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snappin' after the pictorial.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The pictorial was sOoo fun! quite tiring nga lang.. there were like, 15 people in the room. tas ayun maingay sobra! hahaha! tas may funny moment pa ko after the pictorial.. when i was about to change into my school uniform somehing happened! it's quite embarassing kaya let's just not talk about it! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, RODZ did my hair and make-up! she's GREAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks rodz! muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AFTER,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the pictorial.. i went to the foodlane where the organizers were waiting.. we talked about the sponsors and stuff.. when i got home i was already feelin' sleepy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but... i still managed to pose for the cam! click! click! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gotta sleep!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DURING THE WEEKEND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i edited a couple of my pictures... and i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;gave a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;cartoon/classic, sort of look to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Cause i just love the look on classic pictures! with all the black &amp;amp; white/ sepia tones.. talk about POP ART!! haha! Oooh! it's so cool! 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Flash your pearly whites! Snap!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-113397043844030412</id><published>2005-12-07T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T13:12:38.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline rush, goofs, spooks, and a whole lot more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Konting update lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pagkarating ko sa school.. hala.. everyone was busy with their art projects..Well, akala ko sinipag lang sila.. Technically, it's not that. The real reason is... Sinipag sila dahil LAST submission na ngayong araw na 'to e.. when i asked sir yesterday.. sabi niya WEDNESDAY next week! aba ewan.. basta! Taranta at medyo asa stage na nang pagka-badtrip! pero... DAHIL sa constant na pangungulit ni grace kay LOVELIA na dalhan din kami ng materials para dun sa art project na yun.. Eh.. Pumayag si lovelia! NAKS talaga! thanks! sobra as in! ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kaya.. OK na ng day ko! hehe! wala ng problema! yesh! so ayun.. I started 10 minutes before our afternoon class, which is biochem. Iniwan ko yung work ko kay grace and krissa, tas they made this "chalk thing" sabi nila sila na mag-sscrub nung chalk sa sandpaper. THANKS krissa and grace! Medyo na-late nga ako ng mga 15-20 minutes pero OK pa rin. Um-attend pa rin ako.. After the class was over, takbo ako agad dun sa may hallway ng art room..(Dun kasi namin ginagawa) Kelangan ko na bilisan kasi I'm really running out of time dahil, 15 minutes na lang MATH na namin. So i asked krissa to teach me on how to make the "chalk thing" tas when i was about to put the "chalk thing" Biglang narinig ko na pinapa-page ako tas si Aly ni SIR ASTI.. Of course, regarding dun sa concert. I was already stuttering, di na talaga ako mapakali. Sobrang kaba 'ko nun, pati rin si Aly. We checked muna kung time na ba sa math. PERO ala na daw class, kasi people were preparing to go watch the play "LES MISERABLES".Then, when we opened SIR ASTI's office. He told us to come in and sit. Kaba mode na kaming dalawa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TAPOSSSSS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Biglang sabi ba naman, "So, what band are we getting?" Sabi namin.. "Sir baka po BAMBOO" tapos tinuloy niya yung sinasabi niya..."Ma'am Samson approved the letter!" OH MY GOOOssh! AND... the other good part is, they even approved THE FEST that we proposed! (GLEE CLUB FEST!) Sobrang gusto ko nang mag-tatatalon nun.. i was already kicking alyssa's foot that time! (dahil sa sobrang tuwa! as in!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GANUN pala ang feeling ng.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ADRENALINE RUSH!!!!! tingin ko nasobrahan yung adrenaline ko nun! hahahaha! H e even told us.. " Uh.. so anong date nung event?" "March 3?" tas sabi namin "sir ok lang po" But then, i spoke up and said: "SIR di po ba pwede ng FEB 24?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;SAGOT NIYA: "ah.. FEB 24 ok. ok. pero yung concert saturday na lang, feb. 25" Siyempre sabi namin.. "OK po sir!" sige po.. we'll go na po.. THANK YOU po sir! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Haaaaay pagkalabas namin ng OFFICE, nagtatatalon kami! wahahaha! tapos balik uli ako sa paggawa ng project, na nanginginig at medyo wala sa sarili! hahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FAST FACT lang.. FIRST TIME magkakaron NG FEST ang GLEE CLUB sa history ng MG! Nagawa ko yung PROMISE ko when I APPLIED for the position of GOVERNOR para sa GLEE CLUB. yey! hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Going back.. Asa astro na kmi nanunuod ng PLAY tas midway ng play, i felt really dizzy! para nga akong matutumba e.. i felt like barfing din! (eeeewww!) kasi ang crowded e! although we were seated, mahirap pa rin. *urgh* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tapos parang may amoy smoke ng cigarette.. E.. bigla namang nahirapan akong huminga! ewan ko ba kung may asthma ako.. Kaya ayun both sides ko pina-paypayan ako. Everyone was comforting me. SOBRANG THANK U po talaga sa inyo!!!!! thanks sa lahat sobra. Sabi nga nila wag na ako mag-dub kasi baka di ko kaya.. Pero BUTI NAMAN nung malapit ng mag-end yung play medyo OK na 'ko, medyo lang. After that rodz and monica were saying na kelangan na umalis para makapag-dub na. Sumama na 'ko.. Nung papa-tayo na 'ko parang matutumba ako, so i seated for a while. Paglabas, i even saw anna vienna! konting kumustahan, i would love to chitchat a little longer kaso nagmamadali kami e.. Then we rode richard's car, going to STAR FM(Radio station). While in the car chika-chika kami ng mga shows na trip namin. Tapos nung sabi ko may GOOD NEWS ako.. TULOY CONCERT, APPROVED NA! hala tilian sila!!!!! wahahha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When we arrived on STAR FM (radio station) pagkabukas ng gate tas habang naglalakad kami, *i told them na: I'm feeling a bit eerie. Parang there's something spooky in here! no kidding! * Kinilabutan tuloy sila. PERO SERIOUSLY, I don't really KNOW KUNG MAY KUNG ANONG 6th sense ek-ek ako, pero everytime i feel that way.. talgang meron! like nung fieldtrip before and other cases pa. Isa pang SPOOKY thing na nangyari that night was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we got in, we stayed in the lobby overlooking the 2 DJ's.. Tapos Rodz asked the guy there kung pwede ba mag-cr.. So, tinuro nung guy.. So si rodz, ako tas gel nagpunta ng CR. Pagka-open namin! FOootik! Bakit parang "RED ROOM" to? KASI BA NAMAN.. maliit lang yung space tas there was this tiny red light. TAPOS.. Basag lahat ng salamin ng Windows.. SO open yung window! Naglolokohan pa nga kami e.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THEN FINALLY THE SPOOKY THING HAPPENED! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Lumabas na kami and went straight back to the lobby. When we got there, sabi ni JAM: "pasama ng CR, na-ccr na 'ko e" Sinamahan ko si JAM.. Tapos nung papalapit na kami sa May CR may napansin ako.. so sabi ko.. BAT OPEN YUNG DOOR?? Papatakbo na si JAM. pero i held her back, sabi ko wait lang. Sabi ko sa kanya.. I know close yan kanina. Hala TAKBO kami! pagkarating ng lobby i asked gel kung na-lock niya ba yung CR kanina? Kasi sya yung nag-close ng door e.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tas sabi NI GEL: Oo. Alam ko clinose ko yun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKO: SURE KA BA? may "LOCK" SOUND BA?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GEL: Oo. alam ko talga ni-lock ko yun. Bakit ano bang nangyari? kaya i told her what happened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KINILABUTAN kaming tatlo. Goosebumps! hala! At talgang ALA ng pumasok pa sa CR after we left.. KASI.. THE LOBBY WAS JUST INFRONT OF THE CR.. nahaharangan LANG ng Divider na plant box. Kaya talgang makikita namin if may pumasok or lumabas ba. Then.. Di pwedeng may ibang nag-cr kasi wala pang 1 minute bumalik uli ako sa CR kasama si JAM, so di talaga possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;TAWANAN mode naman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sabi nung DJ, if the phone in the lobby rings, one of us should answer it, tapos ilalagay yung conversation ON-AIR. LAGooot! nung time na para mag-greet, kanya-kanyang pasabi ang mga tao. TAS MGA 4 TIMES ata namin ginwa yun! ABSLOUTE KALOKOHAN ang nangyari! Isang sitch nga dun out of the super daming kalokohan na nangyari is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Nag-ring yung phone sa may lobby, Nag-hello na siya, naka- air na yung conversation nila.. tapos WHEN the DJ asked Gel for her name, Puro Uh.. at Um.. si gel YUN PALA nag-iisip ng ibang name. nag-imbento ba nman! kaya *LAUGH MODE LAHAT* *super ingay namin!* Tapos ng tanungin sya nung DJ kung sino ba BF niya.. Tinuturuan siya kung sino sasabihin niya.. E.. Bigla ba nmang sabi niya, Si.. si richard po.. si richard dix po bf ko! NAGTAWANAN LAHAT! PATI mga DJ! as in lahat talaga..hahaha! TAWANAN lahat! in short ENJOOOOY! hehehe! steeeeg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Although it's so tiring, and i even arrived home at 9:30, na DI pa nag-didinner. LOL! ok lang. Steeeg nman e! hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-113397043844030412?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/113397043844030412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=113397043844030412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/113397043844030412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/113397043844030412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2005/12/whatta-day_113397043844030412.html' title='Adrenaline rush, goofs, spooks, and a whole lot more!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-112722285961436032</id><published>2005-09-20T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:44:27.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Pat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS ENTRY is dedicated to PAT 'cause today's HER birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmm.... an actress? a model?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;PATRICIA HOPE D. PARAYNO, everyone calls her PAT.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i like calling her pateeee! =) Tee-hee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's in England now, i called her this morning, and placed the call on loudspeaker so everyone else can shout out their Bday greetings. But the lines were pretty static so it was kinda hard talking. So patty, i wanna shout out to you again... a HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!! Mwah! a million kisses I miss you so darn much! Everyone here misses you! *kisses! Now, i gotta go back reviewing. 'Cause its exam week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. pateeee... my surprise slash gift, (haha) is this entry and the call i made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MISS YOU MUCH, GIRLIE.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-112722285961436032?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/112722285961436032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=112722285961436032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/112722285961436032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/112722285961436032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2005/09/hapi-b-day-pat.html' title='Happy Bday Pat!'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10788057.post-110826735030799388</id><published>2005-02-13T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T23:26:48.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom's over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; PROM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its only been minutes since prom ended. It was such a huge blast! I definitely enjoyed it. I already had a lot of mishaps long before the party even started. Haha! But its cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I did my fair share of mentos moments. ;) Tee-hee! Well, party's over. Back to school tomorrow. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10788057-110826735030799388?l=totallyjoyce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/feeds/110826735030799388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10788057&amp;postID=110826735030799388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/110826735030799388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10788057/posts/default/110826735030799388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://totallyjoyce.blogspot.com/2005/02/proms-over.html' title='Prom&apos;s over'/><author><name>Joyce M.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04793886191621129951</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZECvP89ZYkE/SfqfSB95MpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/EMLOOaeFi7o/S220/Photo+Twist(3277).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
