<?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-6085203</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:35:53.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tintinlives</title><subtitle type='html'>good things come to those who wait.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-114781030842903726</id><published>2006-05-16T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T13:11:48.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whhhaaatt? i haven't posted anything here in almost a year? blame my busy schedule.anyways, check out my other blog: they call me tinny.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/114781030842903726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=114781030842903726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/114781030842903726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/114781030842903726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2006/05/whhhaaatt-i-havent-posted-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-112217339463914544</id><published>2005-07-23T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:18:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I decided I'm going to redo the wedding survey that I filled out before this. My choices are way better than the first one. It's just fun to answer them.invitation: I found this cool invitation on penonpaper.com, this would be the perfect wedding invitation for me. The site described it as elegant, and I agree.guests: close family and friends, around 30. children: my godchildren and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/112217339463914544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=112217339463914544' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/112217339463914544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/112217339463914544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-decided-im-going-to-redo-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-112165103747539859</id><published>2005-07-17T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T18:43:57.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a second blog! go take a look here!  I don't know, it seems like I'm getting tired of posting on this blog so I got a xanga.  People are doing it so why shouldn't I?  It's a trip you see.My life's so fucked up right now.  I don't even know where to start.  I don't even want to tell you where I am and what I'm thinking.  I don't know.  I guess I'm never gonna change.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/112165103747539859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=112165103747539859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/112165103747539859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/112165103747539859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-have-second-blog-go-take-look-here-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111825178353773094</id><published>2005-06-08T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:36:04.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Keys to Your HeartYou are attracted to those who have a split personality - cold as ice on the outside but hot as fire in the heart.In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111825178353773094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111825178353773094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111825178353773094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111825178353773094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/06/keys-to-your-heartyou-are-attracted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111814376336714930</id><published>2005-06-07T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T05:17:28.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i left portland with a happy and excited feeling.  it was a coincidence that i got this message in my fortune cookie: "be patient.  good things come to those who wait."  it's been stuck in my head eversince.  it feels so good to be home.  its such a great feeling.this is my new picture @ friendster.  read caption: look who's home for a va-cay!  moi!it felt good to see john and molly too.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111814376336714930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111814376336714930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111814376336714930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111814376336714930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-left-portland-with-happy-and-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111292140825479633</id><published>2005-04-07T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T04:30:15.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now that i have accepted god into my life, i am thankful for the things that he is blessing me with right now. today, unexpectedly i passed my driving knowledge test for the first try. second, i found out that my parents bought my sister a mini ipod for her birthday. third, i found out that i lost 5 lbs when i stepped into the weighing scale unexpectedly. i know these are just small things to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111292140825479633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111292140825479633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111292140825479633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111292140825479633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/04/now-that-i-have-accepted-god-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111189839546963857</id><published>2005-03-26T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T20:39:55.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i was supposed to be in church on friday and today praying to him on this holy week but i had to work.  i wanted to but i couldn't.  it was no problem because he gave me a gift.  actually it was a gift from one of the residents that i'm taking care of but i think he gave it to me for a reason.  i actually thought it was a sign from him up there. thank you lord for blessing me. the note </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111189839546963857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111189839546963857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111189839546963857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111189839546963857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-know-i-was-supposed-to-be-in-church.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111173002431628220</id><published>2005-03-24T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:53:44.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this song has been in my head all day.  i took the lyrics from anne's blog.  you can also here a sample of the song in her blog too.  i've known this song for a long time but never really looked at the lyrics of the song until now.  i know someone from my past who could fit this song.  and i still think about this someone up to now.  its been years but my feelings still haven't changed.  DREAMSby</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111173002431628220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111173002431628220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111173002431628220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111173002431628220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-song-has-been-in-my-head-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111155685779085157</id><published>2005-03-22T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T21:47:37.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>more pics from my new phone.  seems to me that all i ever do is stare at my phone all day.  hey, beats watching tv.  i like waiting for surprising phone calls or txt messages. this is the lovable and hilarious ate helen making a face.  auntie didn't even notice i took a picture of her while she was watching tv.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111155685779085157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111155685779085157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111155685779085157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111155685779085157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-pics-from-my-new-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111144280611999611</id><published>2005-03-21T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:06:46.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got back from auntie glo in portland. ya see, now we're separated. she takes care of this one patient in portland privately while i get stuck back in beaverton. woo-hoo. i get to visit her on my off days but its still not the same. i mean she gets bored there with no one to talk to and i get bored too. its hard but we'll make it. soon as my qualifying test results come. i need to know if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111144280611999611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111144280611999611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111144280611999611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111144280611999611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-got-back-from-auntie-glo-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-111071709530845837</id><published>2005-03-13T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T04:31:51.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my feet are aching like crazy again. but unlike my last entry, i had a happy week. i just got back 5 days ago from my aunt's at washington. it was a short trip, but i still had fun. rode the amtrak for the first time and also went in a casino for the first time since i turned 21. the funny thing about it was that i only used $20 for the whole 3 hours there, and i ended up getting my 20 back and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/111071709530845837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=111071709530845837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111071709530845837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/111071709530845837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-feet-are-aching-like-crazy-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110949352375332205</id><published>2005-02-27T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T00:57:42.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a couple of days ago, I started to reconnect with god. it was the third time this month that I cried again after the fiasco that I was into. I had a talk with penoy (who by the way has a new xanga) and I cried like a baby just because I was getting upset by the fact that I didn't get to watch the OC. I know its pathetic but it was my only happiness. I never miss a single episode and she had to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110949352375332205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110949352375332205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110949352375332205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110949352375332205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/02/couple-of-days-ago-i-started-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110928595334188160</id><published>2005-02-24T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T14:59:44.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here i am again in my last 10 minutes at the library.. it actually sucks having a time limit to use the computer. but what can i do? lately i've been a little stressed at work.. more like pissed to be exact. maybe i don't really know my aunt at all. aunt meaning the owner of the foster home i work for. i know i should be grateful that she gave me this job and all, but the way she treats me is far</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110928595334188160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110928595334188160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110928595334188160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110928595334188160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-i-am-again-in-my-last-10-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110884169684341302</id><published>2005-02-19T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T11:55:08.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know, i know. its been 2 months since i last posted on this blog. there have been a lot of changes in my life lately and it occurred to me that these were more important than updating my blog. i went back to the template version considering i don't have a working computer at the moment to work on my layout. i am at a public library where there is internet access (thank god) and its free so i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110884169684341302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110884169684341302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110884169684341302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110884169684341302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-know-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110411240672872162</id><published>2004-12-26T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T17:53:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy crap!  has it been a month?  my life's been so stressed with work and everything that's been going on in my life..  but i promise that this new layout will be out by the time new year's rolls around.. belated MERRY CHRISTMAS..  i am such a bad blogger.. the good news is i got lots of good presents..  all the things i wanted pretty much..  will show pics of those later on..  i'm still too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110411240672872162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110411240672872162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110411240672872162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110411240672872162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/12/holy-crap-has-it-been-month-my-lifes.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110141138388247213</id><published>2004-11-25T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T11:36:23.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY THANKSGIVING!  i'm still here!  sorry for not updating.  i've been busy with my work.  i promise i'll make a new layout soon.  here's the proof that i'm still alive.  hey, where did my lumpia go?hahaha.  i'm out. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110141138388247213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110141138388247213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110141138388247213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110141138388247213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-thanksgiving-im-still-here-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-110056666977949705</id><published>2004-11-15T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T16:57:49.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a fun and hilarious saturday night.  it was topaz's turn to celebrate her 21st.  it was me, her and john in john's trusty old rusty..  whew, i'm so glad that his car didn't break down or anything.  it actually brought us to milwaukee and back to west bend.  that was a relief. anyways, on the way there we got lost for about 30 minutes somewhere in wauwatosa.  john started freaking out, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/110056666977949705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=110056666977949705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110056666977949705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/110056666977949705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-had-fun-and-hilarious-saturday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109958435958884929</id><published>2004-11-04T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T08:05:59.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did u ever wake up from a nightmare and thank god that it wasn't true?  i did.  but my nightmare is just beginning.  i wish i could live somewhere else.  i know i'm not wanted here.  after all, i am a huge pain in the ass.  but i've learned my lesson.  can't they understand that people makes mistakes?  if they can spare a little hope for their relatives, why can't they give hope to their own </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109958435958884929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109958435958884929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109958435958884929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109958435958884929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/11/did-u-ever-wake-up-from-nightmare-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109910069578985754</id><published>2004-10-29T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T18:50:44.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Boo!so far i'm spending my halloween week bored and alone and broke at that.. i miss having a job.. and money.. i'm looking here, there and everywhere for jobs because it turns out that i won't be in portland for 3 more weeks because of a building malfunction on the nursing home that i will be working at.. i don't even know what to do anymore..i'm getting sick of spending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109910069578985754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109910069578985754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109910069578985754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109910069578985754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-halloween-boo-so-far-im-spending.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109857997145667096</id><published>2004-10-23T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T18:06:11.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so, i'm finally here, 10 hours later in washington.  i'm not supposed to go to portland yet in another week so i'm gonna spend another week here at my aunt's here in washington. the scene at the airport was unreal, got hugs from everybody and when i left them all i saw my mom crying.  the tears start to flow but i had to be strong.  after all, this was my decision.  and everybody was right.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109857997145667096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109857997145667096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109857997145667096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109857997145667096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/so-im-finally-here-10-hours-later-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109815346729989009</id><published>2004-10-18T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T19:37:47.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaahhh!  i'm so ticked off at my auntie.  she wants to spend every weekend with me when we move to portland.  i'm like, no uh-uh.  i'm not going to the mall every weekend with my 50-year old aunt!  i want to be with people my age!  i mean i'm going to be in a new city and all why don't i take advantage of making friends my age!  she still treats me when i was a kid.  i mean i understand since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109815346729989009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109815346729989009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109815346729989009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109815346729989009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/aaahhh-im-so-ticked-off-at-my-auntie.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109739121788664365</id><published>2004-10-09T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T23:53:37.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>      oh how i miss my bed.  scratch that.  i miss my whole bedroom.  lately i haven't been getting any sleep because i have to effen' sleep with next to my aunt on an airbed that i'm not even comfy at.  my other aunt and uncle sleep in my bedroom.  oh how i wish they'd trade.  i want to get a good sleep for once!  fukk this shit..     i wake up every hour and go to the bathroom or sometimes i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109739121788664365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109739121788664365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109739121788664365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109739121788664365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-how-i-miss-my-bed.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109715927469531618</id><published>2004-10-07T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T19:12:37.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>10 things i will miss most about west bend:10) late nights @ george webb's with john.9) guyhunting and halika dito with molly and john.8) our computer and the fast internet connection.7) my lair in the basement AKA my bedroom.6) my digicam (i'm leaving it too..)5) penoy's constant annoyance.4) the city of west bend itself 3) get-togethers at the kabila2) our house1) my family who i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109715927469531618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109715927469531618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109715927469531618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109715927469531618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/10-things-i-will-miss-most-about-west.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109704395418572740</id><published>2004-10-05T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T23:28:00.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>night swinging at the park with the relatives and penoy.. i didn't realize auntie and i were wearing the same colored shirt when i walked out the door. btw, that's my auntie gloria on the right. she's funny. she gets into these situations where you can't stop yourself from laughing so hard.my other two relatives, the married couple: tita malou and tito doodz. they left their two cute boys </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109704395418572740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109704395418572740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109704395418572740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109704395418572740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/night-swinging-at-park-with-relatives.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109677945262840497</id><published>2004-10-02T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T21:57:32.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>omg.  is it me or is this blog seems so empty?  awww, how sad.  well it seems as if this blog will be emptier a few months from now for i am leaving my hometown of west bend and moving on my own to a new city, a new life, and a new beginning to portland, oregon.  yes, my plans of moving has come to life.  and for this i am glad.i know it is sad that i will be leaving my family and friends but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109677945262840497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109677945262840497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109677945262840497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109677945262840497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/10/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109476260967730720</id><published>2004-09-09T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T13:43:29.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom saw this ad on our local newspaper. imagine my surprise when she showed me this. i'm definitely going to see it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109476260967730720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109476260967730720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109476260967730720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109476260967730720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-mom-saw-this-ad-on-our-local.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109410406909544999</id><published>2004-09-01T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T22:47:49.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm..  i'm getting bored with this layout..  it's another month, i need to move on!  24 days until my 21st birthday!  it's time to partaay!  I CAN'T WAIT!i'm getting inspired by this song which i also posted the lyrics on my previous entry..  it's playing in the background right now!  its part of the movie garden state which i saw last week..  zach braff is a good writer and director, and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109410406909544999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109410406909544999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109410406909544999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109410406909544999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/09/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109383803063614440</id><published>2004-08-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T20:53:50.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this song says a lot about me and how my life's been going so far.  school starts this week for most people, but for me, you know where i'll be.  yep, that's right.  i'll be working my ass off instead of going to class.  well, that's my life as i know it.LET GO (frou frou)Drink up baby downAre you in or are you out?Leave your things behind'Cause it's all going off without youExcuse me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109383803063614440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109383803063614440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109383803063614440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109383803063614440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-song-says-lot-about-me-and-how-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109277682007358848</id><published>2004-08-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T14:07:43.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AGO?? (from chichi)10 Years Ago, I...1. was 10 yrs old2. started 4th grade3. had my first crush4. met my first barkada5. got teased with rayben (he wasn't even my first crush)5 Years Ago, I...1. was 152. came to america3. was sad and homesick4. started high school all over again5. met new friends3 Years Ago, I...1. started senior year2. met T!3. went to basketball games because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109277682007358848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109277682007358848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109277682007358848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109277682007358848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/08/ago-from-chichi-10-years-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109271241054796367</id><published>2004-08-16T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T20:22:08.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dang, i am so lazy so i'm going to put everything in this entry that has happened to me in the past week. i finally got a phone call from anne today. i was really happy to hear her voice. thank god that she is feeling much better now. she still misses BM, but i told her she make it. i really like listening to their love story. and it's really funny how i've become a part of it. she was talking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109271241054796367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109271241054796367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109271241054796367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109271241054796367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/08/dang-i-am-so-lazy-so-im-going-to-put.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109185790559034448</id><published>2004-08-06T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T22:57:11.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had a chill day at the park with john (kiko) and topaz. i was a bit mellow 'cause my feet started aching again. damn plantar fascitiis. as usual, they were conversing about their favorite topic of conversation. boys. hey, be serious guys!there, that's a little better..growing up is mandatory, but sometimes, it is necessary to act like a kid again. that's exactly what john is acting like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109185790559034448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109185790559034448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109185790559034448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109185790559034448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/08/had-chill-day-at-park-with-john-kiko.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109145640582512744</id><published>2004-08-02T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T07:29:35.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my weekend was awesome. west, the club up at green bay rocked. i had the time of my life. although there were a few annoying people we met, like that big queen who was trying to steal kiko's thunder by dancing whenever he was. i didn't know if he liked him that he wanted to ask him out or not. he was hilarious. too bad i forgot to bring my digicam inside, because i would've taken a picture of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109145640582512744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109145640582512744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109145640582512744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109145640582512744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-weekend-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109106174122630607</id><published>2004-07-30T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T13:31:46.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i will be updating my blog with a new layout soon. just haven't had the time. been busy working and hanging out with kiko too much. hehehe.speaking of kiko, he just got his license last monday! we celebrated by watching catwoman and eating at noodles &amp; company. finally, we can hangout without someone driving us or dropping us off somewhere. now, its my turn. penoy gave me three months to get it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109106174122630607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=109106174122630607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109106174122630607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/109106174122630607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-will-be-updating-my-blog-with-new.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-109015677045976347</id><published>2004-07-18T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T13:26:28.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my gosh.  i couldn't believe what a good day i had yesterday.  talk about good riddance.  i haven't had one of those in months. as i was deep in my slumber, i was awaken by the ringing of my cellphone at 3:45 am.  my favorite cousin kiko whom i haven't seen in forever and asked me if wanna have breakfast at george webb's, the nearby diner in town that is open 24 hours.  he told me that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/109015677045976347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>my ALL MY LIFE dvd came in the mail today!  i got so excited i watched it right away..  and i was balling towards the ending of the movie..  it is such a beautiful and touching love story..  it was sad, but it was a good movie nonetheless..it was the first time i really ever cried in a movie..  despite all the other sad movies that i've seen through the years like a walk to remember and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108967026203282230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108967026203282230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108967026203282230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108967026203282230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-all-my-life-dvd-came-in-mail-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108960159206419440</id><published>2004-07-11T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T22:30:16.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first of all i want to pray for ANGELO DELA CRUZ, the filipino that was captured in iraq by the rebel groups..  i pray that he will be safely returned to his family in the Philippines..  i'm so sad..  i won't be able to go to this..  found it at friendster posted by anne..Greetings Batchmates!GRAND REUNION will be held onJULY 17, 2004 (Saturday)5:30 PMatMaligaya Subdivision, Medicion</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108960159206419440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108960159206419440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108960159206419440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108960159206419440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/07/first-of-all-i-want-to-pray-for-angelo.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108935909832564628</id><published>2004-07-09T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T00:56:55.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is an interesting list.  it just goes to show how much of a movie dork i am.  got it off bloghopping at yano's.  here are the instructions: bold the ones you've seen, underline the ones that you own and, when you're done, add three more that aren't already on the list. 1. Trainspotting2. Shrek3. M4. Dogma5. Strictly Ballroom6. The Princess Bride7. Love Actually8. The Lord of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108935909832564628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108935909832564628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108935909832564628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108935909832564628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-interesting-list.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108901324319142421</id><published>2004-07-05T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T00:40:43.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw ROONEY tonight!  saw it with my best pal (as always) molly and my always dependable little sister penoy along with her "friend" bobby keith.  they were awesome and they rocked.  'nuff said. this was a blurry picture.  i think molly took this one.rooney's lead vocals, robert carmine looks so much cuter in person.i think i took this photo.  its much better and closer than the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108901324319142421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108901324319142421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108901324319142421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108901324319142421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/07/i-saw-rooney-tonight-saw-it-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108777415835925357</id><published>2004-06-20T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T16:29:31.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to all the father's out there!!  but i wanna say happy father's day to my pappy and my tatay..here's pappy with my ma posing for a picture..  i believe this picture was taken 4 years ago..  my sisters and i call him different things namely, pops, padir, and now pappy..  but he's still going to be "dad" no matter how different our terms for father are..here's tatay..  AKA </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108777415835925357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108777415835925357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108777415835925357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108777415835925357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/06/happy-fathers-day-to-all-fathers-out.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108762812761842918</id><published>2004-06-18T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-19T00:12:01.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     hmm..  oh my god i am so tired..  my heels always hurt whenever i work and i work nonstop during the weekends for the past two weeks..  i wish i could take a break..i haven't been blogging..  that's because i'm so lazy..  i have lots of things to look forward to this summer..  concerts, short trips, maybe dates?  and i won't forget my 21st birthday..  i am going to partaay hartaay!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108762812761842918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108762812761842918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108762812761842918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108762812761842918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/06/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108682975839242430</id><published>2004-06-09T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T18:44:07.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I heard this song today.  it is such a beautiful song.  click here to listen to the entire song..TANGGAP KONyoy VolanteAking nararamdamanUnti-unti na yatang Lumalayo ang puso moTuluyan naYatang naglaho ang Iyong pangakoTayo sa habang panahonNgunit sadyang ganyan lang ang pag-ibigAng puso mo'y mayroong sariling isipTanggap ko na ako'y hindi mo na mahalWala na ko sa'yoWag mo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108682975839242430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108682975839242430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108682975839242430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108682975839242430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-heard-this-song-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108649089452822031</id><published>2004-06-05T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T20:04:58.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saw harry potter tonight with molly.  ate at quizno's and after the movie had coffee at starbucks.  daniel radcliffe is gorgeous.  so is rupert grint.  tom felton, the guy who plays draco malfoy is a big wimp, with a capital W.  don't ask me how i know these names..  oh wait, you can.  i live with penoy who's a big harry potter freak.molly trying to smile for the camera.so who has the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108649089452822031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108649089452822031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108649089452822031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108649089452822031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/06/saw-harry-potter-tonight-with-molly.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108622652692878152</id><published>2004-06-02T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T18:39:26.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my weekend was good..  saw shrek 2 twice..  its so hilarious!  i love puss n boots, i think he was the character that made the movie so funny..  of course, donkey was still hilarious as ever, and there were some spoofs of movies and situations that were made in the movie..  pray for mercy from PUSS..  and BOOTS!!awww..  he's so cute!  then he becomes a ruthless cat..then i gave the rest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108622652692878152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108622652692878152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108622652692878152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108622652692878152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-weekend-was-good.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108583784932062238</id><published>2004-05-29T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T06:37:29.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, i can't sleep at all..  woke up at around 7:30 today and i went to sleep last night at 1..  i better go back to sleep because i have to work again later at around 2..  i'm sad, anne is leaving tomorrow..  but i'll know she'll be happy to see BM..  i hopped on her blog today as i always do, and saw all the pictures she took with her new camera..  makes me miss my camera..  my cousin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108583784932062238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108583784932062238' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108583784932062238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108583784932062238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/05/man-i-cant-sleep-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108569282729210983</id><published>2004-05-27T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T14:20:27.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am in so much pain this week..  my back hurts, then i had like minor chest pains, thank god it went away..  and then i think i sprained my ankle..  it hurts like hell..  i know i should go to the gym and work out today but i don't want to walk in there looking like a limping idiot..  so maybe i'll come back tomorrow morning..So, Fantasia won as the 3rd American Idol..  i liked her voice..  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108569282729210983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108569282729210983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108569282729210983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108569282729210983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-in-so-much-pain-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108554334870047594</id><published>2004-05-25T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:22:06.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ahh..  Home at last..  I am so glad to be back home..  After 2 weeks of boredom and hardwork taking care of good 'ol Mr. Hoffman, I am so glad to be back at home..  and back in the tech world..  I've missed talking on my blog a lot..I just want to tell everyone who comes on my blog that this is not a fansite for christian bautista and he is not a relative of mine although my cousins and my best</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108554334870047594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108554334870047594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108554334870047594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108554334870047594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/05/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108412779902123212</id><published>2004-05-09T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T12:23:10.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this is a temporary hiatus for me for now..  but i'll be back in 2 weeks..  i have to start my job tomorrow..  i'll miss you all my blog readers..  but lemme leave you this new layout and a story that i've been working on for my friend anne..  i hope she likes it..  sorry for the people who can't read tagalog, because there are some tagalog in this story.."Me-an, I love you."  He exclaimed</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108412779902123212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108412779902123212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108412779902123212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108412779902123212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/05/well-this-is-temporary-hiatus-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108342887730279979</id><published>2004-05-01T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T23:57:26.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha..  this makes me laugh..  anne wrote about it last night on her blog..  i love you too bespren..  and i miss you a whole lotta-lot!i love the world. tin and i talked today.. we've been talking a lot lately..she's so understanding about my whole bryan crap. i wonder how much more can she take.. and imagine if we actually do end up being boyfriend and girlfriend.. AAH! she's gonna mail me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108342887730279979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108342887730279979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108342887730279979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108342887730279979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108311226443254252</id><published>2004-04-27T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T17:35:19.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm making a new layout for next month..  good luck to me now that my schedule is so full right now..  i work everyday and now i found out that my mom signed me up for membership to a fitness club because she knows i'll be earning a lot in the next two weeks..a friend of hers is going back to the philippines for two weeks and her husband who's old will be left and needs someone to take care of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108311226443254252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108311226443254252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108311226443254252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108311226443254252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-making-new-layout-for-next-month.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108286950502093334</id><published>2004-04-24T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T10:17:12.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was crazy..how do you react when your closest friend who also happens to be a girl has a crush on you?  i'm still dumbfounded.  one minute my friend molly and i were talking and hanging out, the next minute, she tells me that she has liked me eversince i came out of the closet.  i have to admit, it was a big shock.  i never expected that she would tell me that.  if she would've told me 3 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108286950502093334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108286950502093334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108286950502093334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108286950502093334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/today-was-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108266086171989911</id><published>2004-04-22T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T10:17:26.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaaahhh it's done!  check out my california picture page here!!it's for my best friend anne who by the way has a new blog..  please do check it out at guluhin n'yo daw yung chatterbox nya!  cutie-cuteski!i also met up with eric, another old classmate of mine and anne's..  in the next 2 years anne and i are planning to have a reunion with the rest of our old elementary classmates who live here </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108266086171989911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108266086171989911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108266086171989911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108266086171989911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/aaaahhh-its-done-check-out-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108239671199486501</id><published>2004-04-19T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T10:52:00.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>these past few days have been me being back at home, to normal..  to my reality..  but i don't feel like i'm happy to be home..  it's like being in san diego has poisoned my mind..  which is a good thing considering maybe in the future, i'd like to move there instead of in new york city..when i got back i hanged out with molly and got a surprising phone call from my cousin kiko who told me that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108239671199486501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108239671199486501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108239671199486501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108239671199486501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/these-past-few-days-have-been-me-being.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108208632883271883</id><published>2004-04-15T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T20:36:23.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm home.  this sucks.  i'm starting to miss san diego.  and miss anne.  huhuhu..this is one of the last few pictures anne took of ourselves.  we were trucker hat shopping.more pics coming up!  i will make a california pics blog soon..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108208632883271883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108208632883271883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108208632883271883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108208632883271883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108122491950822352</id><published>2004-04-05T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T20:37:00.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm in san diego!  ooooh, the first time i stepped into chowking after 6 freakin' years..  and their siomai is still the best! but before that..  lemme tell you what happened when i got into my stopover..  i was there for 3 hours..  and that was sooo boring..  but i got something in return..  so i was supposed to board a flight to san diego that will get me there at 12:55, right?  but nooo, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108122491950822352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108122491950822352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108122491950822352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108122491950822352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-in-san-diego-ooooh-first-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108072858330818823</id><published>2004-03-31T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T02:26:40.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i fixed it!  yay!  i lurve (as penoy says) this newly improved layout..  so sunny!  so orange county!  harhar.hmm, i think too many people wants me to buy them something in SD..  i better make a list before i lose my mind.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108072858330818823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108072858330818823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108072858330818823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108072858330818823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-fixed-it-yay-i-lurve-as-penoy-says.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108062530102271177</id><published>2004-03-29T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T21:45:15.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whew.. i haven't blogged in a week.  that's because i'm so frustrated with this layout..  i don't know what happened..  but i will change the layout and update before i leave for SD..  which is in 6 days!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108062530102271177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108062530102271177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108062530102271177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108062530102271177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-108006192950446529</id><published>2004-03-23T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T09:10:24.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was bloghopping last night and i stumbled upon these two lists.  thought it was quite interesting.  hey, it beats writing a 100 things about me list.  NOTE: Take it only if you are truly bored.Instructions: A. Copy this whole list.B. Highlight the things that are true about you.C. Whatever you don't touch is false.01. When I was younger I made some bad decisions02. I don't watch much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/108006192950446529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=108006192950446529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108006192950446529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/108006192950446529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-was-bloghopping-last-night-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107993625944667938</id><published>2004-03-21T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T22:30:57.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aaaahh, i got a new layout!  AGAIN!  hehehehe..i got so inspired with this song i just had to do it right away..   i just get inspired with music, i guess that's my thing..  i was gonna put this up next week but i just thought, what the hey, it's here, so why not just update it now?  i don't know, i guess i have too much time on my hands..  have time to update but do not have time to blog?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107993625944667938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107993625944667938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107993625944667938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107993625944667938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/aaaahh-i-got-new-layout-again-hehehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107950055554817153</id><published>2004-03-16T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T21:54:50.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes my family forgets that i have short-term memory loss..  and this not some kind of joke or anything..  i really have short-term memory loss..  just the simple things i forget like its hard for me to remember where i put something, or when i did something..  and today, i know that i was supposed to drop off my mom's mail at the mailbox today and she told me this on monday but of course, i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107950055554817153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107950055554817153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107950055554817153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107950055554817153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/sometimes-my-family-forgets-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107920150087404175</id><published>2004-03-13T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T07:31:22.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here's my checklist for my SD trip:[X] plane ticket[X] new clothes (still need to buy some sandals)[X] pocket money[   ] new shoes[   ] extra memory card for my digicam[   ] 8mm casette tapes for videocam[   ] wisconsin cheese and bratwurst[X] ride from my Nanay's (grandma) house in Chicago to O'HARE airport[X] ticket prices for seaworld, disneyland, and california adventure[X] there's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107920150087404175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107920150087404175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107920150087404175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107920150087404175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/heres-my-checklist-for-my-sd-trip-x.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107892720160401838</id><published>2004-03-10T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T06:03:10.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had to delete the post..  i felt so guilty!  nevermind that..as of now, i'm doing some sideline projects to occupy my time.  i'm starting to make layouts for other people.  i'm starting with family for now, but might grow into more.  this is only for blogger users since i am one.  i am offering a free service, after all, this might just be a hobby!  hehehe.  i offer simple layouts, not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107892720160401838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107892720160401838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107892720160401838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107892720160401838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-to-delete-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107885249171538879</id><published>2004-03-09T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T05:38:42.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i found this on top of the coffee table in the living room.my mom must've been rummaging through old stuff in her bedroom because she brought a bedroom set and we had to haul it all back in there.  i guess she found this letter.  it was dated 06-11-97.  it was a father's day letter that i sent to my dad when i was still back in the philippines.  it brought a smile to my face.  i had a funny </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107885249171538879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107885249171538879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107885249171538879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107885249171538879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-found-this-on-top-of-coffee-table-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107852434243677887</id><published>2004-03-05T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T14:32:18.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stopping for gas at mobil.  its so dark outside..  it's been raining since wednesday night.  hey, at least its not snow.just felt like taking a picture of me.  i think that's the first time i smiled with my teeth out.  hehehe..here's the lyrics to the new song that's playing in the background..i never knew such a day could comeand i never knew such a lovecould be inside of oneand i never </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107852434243677887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107852434243677887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107852434243677887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107852434243677887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/stopping-for-gas-at-mobil.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107830077683765015</id><published>2004-03-02T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T21:29:41.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>He had the most beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen.Everytime I see him, I feel the mystery, and the loneliness in his gazes.  I feel that he is looking for something more, something better.  I wish I knew what it was.His words softly spoken, his sweet smiles, his deep conversations with God.  I wish I knew more.And I have this crazy longing that the one he's been looking for is me.  But he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107830077683765015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107830077683765015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107830077683765015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107830077683765015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/he-had-most-beautiful-brown-eyes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107812293566426456</id><published>2004-02-29T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T22:43:23.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i had a fun weekend.  i went to the mall with my friend abby although i didn't buy anything.  just two cds.  and i totally checked out two cute guys.  the cute counter guy at hollister, and the tmobile sales guy.  we ended the day when abby got this sweet cell phone..  it's the coolest thing ever..  i wish i had it.  :- (and then today, i went to a chinese buffet restaurant with my family and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107812293566426456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107812293566426456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107812293566426456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107812293566426456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-had-fun-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-10779104377360458</id><published>2004-02-27T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T20:27:52.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i saw this note on top the kitchen counter as i came upstairs upon waking up.its from penoy.  all i can say is: hahaha..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/10779104377360458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=10779104377360458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/10779104377360458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/10779104377360458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-saw-this-note-on-top-kitchen-counter.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107780020285322264</id><published>2004-02-26T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T04:59:45.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it was foggy outside when i got home from work.  i just had to take pictures eventhough you couldn't really see anything..  haha..  hmm, i smell 2-hour delay for the area schools.  my sisters will be happy..i can see fog from that light passing through it.the remaining snow on the ground.  ugly, dirty, muddy, and filthy.yes, i live in a duplex.this is the front door to the house.5 weeks </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107780020285322264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107780020285322264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107780020285322264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107780020285322264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/it-was-foggy-outside-when-i-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107764309107878562</id><published>2004-02-24T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T09:24:34.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i found out something interesting today..  they said that if your ring finger is longer than your index finger, you're a lesbian..  hahaha..  i know its pretty stupid..  LOL..  but i tried comparing my fingers anyway and took a picture..hmm..  i think my ring finger is longer than my index finger..  hahahaha..you can tell how totally bored i am by what nonsense is written on this entry..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107764309107878562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107764309107878562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107764309107878562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107764309107878562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-found-out-something-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107756338101386411</id><published>2004-02-23T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T06:42:51.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here's my new layout!  wee-hee!  it's done!  its inspired by the song in the background..  i've added two new menus on the side column: TINTINCAM and SITES I VISIT OFTEN..i thought these livejournal icons were pretty funny..  it's of seth and summer from the OC..            icons taken from the elusive one...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107756338101386411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107756338101386411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107756338101386411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107756338101386411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/heres-my-new-layout-wee-hee-its-done.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107751113765740312</id><published>2004-02-22T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:31:42.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anne was thanking me yesterday about my post..  no prob, mah besterest friend..  LOL..  and you know, i just got a little inspired that's why i wrote that entry..  dang..  i wish i could go with her back to the philippines this summer..  unfortunately, i can't..  sana next year..  huhuhu..btw, i have a new favorite song!  it's playing in the background, it's by a filipino band that's been around</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107751113765740312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107751113765740312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107751113765740312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107751113765740312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/anne-was-thanking-me-yesterday-about.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107734962973823391</id><published>2004-02-20T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T00:16:30.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm.. can't believe i didn't blog for a week!  i'm so busy with work and not that nothing happened this week..  but i went shopping today and went shopping a few nights ago online for clothes..  i don't usually shop crazy but i was happy with the results..  i can't believe how many clothes i bought..  i still hafta buy shoes and some other things for my trip to SD..  5 weeks na lang..  i'm so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107695377613899040</id><published>2004-02-16T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T14:18:27.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my family and i went to brunch yesterday @ walden's supper club..  we've been busy that we don't even have time for those kinds of things anymore..  that was a first after many months..  unfortunately, i couldn't take pictures inside the restaurant because it was so dark in there..  and i was like, dang..  it's like noon and the restaurant is all covered and everything..  but i did took some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107695377613899040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107695377613899040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107695377613899040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107695377613899040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-family-and-i-went-to-brunch.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107674780304910365</id><published>2004-02-14T00:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T00:42:08.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY!i know i should be happy but i'm sad..  not because i don't have someone, but a year ago today, i lost my lola to her long battle with diabetes..here's my lola during her happier times..the song that is playing in the background at the moment reminds me of my lola..  it's dance with my father by luther vandross..  i know its about a son missing his father hoping that he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107674780304910365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107674780304910365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107674780304910365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107674780304910365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/happy-valentines-day-i-know-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107642303420695139</id><published>2004-02-10T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T10:44:44.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my god..  i could scream at this guy from work last night..  he came and check in for a room and made a racist comment..  i didn't say anything..  thank god i didn't..  i kinda felt sorry for the guy for a minute because he was handicap..  but still, he didn't have to make that effen' comment..  DAMN!  i was so furious..  i swear people these days are just so ignorant.. the conversation was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107642303420695139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107642303420695139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107642303420695139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107642303420695139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107621485820422998</id><published>2004-02-07T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T22:07:11.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just when i thought i was trying to move on from the past..  i came upon J's profile on friendster..i've been trying to avoid J eversince he left..  i've had this utter and constant humiliation that i've been carrying eversince he left..  and the fact that i was furiously mad at him was the reason why i was trying to move on.. J was a friend..  a good friend actually..  i have known him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107621485820422998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107621485820422998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107621485820422998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107621485820422998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/just-when-i-thought-i-was-trying-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107621365692196403</id><published>2004-02-06T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T21:45:11.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom and i did some mother-daughter bonding today..  we shoveled our driveway..  hahaha..  hey, at least i wasn't alone this time..mom working hard plowing the snow..  HEY!  she forgot to put her winter coat on!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107621365692196403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107621365692196403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107621365692196403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107621365692196403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/my-mom-and-i-did-some-mother-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107599364267031058</id><published>2004-02-05T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T07:22:05.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was doing some cleaning at work last night when i noticed this warning on one of the cleaning bottles..  it's hella funny:PELIGRO: si no puede leer en ingles, pregunte a su supervisor sobre las instrucciones de uso apropriadas antes de trabajar con este producto..i just thought it was funny coz what if the supervisor doesn't speak spanish either..  then what do you do?  if u want a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107599364267031058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107599364267031058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107599364267031058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107599364267031058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-was-doing-some-cleaning-at-work-last.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107570411773608790</id><published>2004-02-01T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:44:41.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i never knew i would miss him this damn much..  and i just went on a date with the guy for a couple of days..  he left because..  nope, nope, not gonna do it!  i'll still never tell!  haha.  i'm so horrified of what i mentioned a couple of entries ago about liz.  sorry for the bother.  i didn't really mean it that way.  because i swing both ways and my sister tends to see me surf at GLBT sites a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107570411773608790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107570411773608790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107570411773608790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107570411773608790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-never-knew-i-would-miss-him-this.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107558137564555313</id><published>2004-01-31T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T12:38:30.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was surfing through ricebowl journals when i came upon tequilamela.  i read her entry about friendster and realized how true it was.  here's a lil snippet:The problem with being able to stalk people's profile pages is that the phrase IN A RELATIONSHIP appears all too frequently.read on... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107558137564555313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107558137564555313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107558137564555313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107558137564555313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-was-surfing-through-ricebowl.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107539806806043487</id><published>2004-01-29T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T09:44:38.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm sad..  he's gone..  who is he you ask?  i'll never tell...  ahahahaha..  it's my secret and i ain't tellin ya nuthin!  Boo-ya!i'm getting a lil obssessed with downloading ringtones on my cellphone..  its just that ish soo kewl..  it sounds like the real song!  it's awesome..  as of now i think i have about 15 songs downloaded on the phone already..  i'm such a dork..  tee-hee..soo..  work </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107539806806043487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107539806806043487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107539806806043487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107539806806043487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107523744938010441</id><published>2004-01-27T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T04:37:28.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>new maria just made me new member of the week!  YAY!!  This is soo kewl..  such a recognition..  thanks to liz, the official moderator of the org for recognizing my site..  this is such an honor!  and i've had a few hits since i became part of their group..  thanks for the support!  hehe..i hate snow..  i hate snow..  did i mention that i hate snow??  we just got hit about 3 more inches..  when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107523744938010441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107523744938010441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107523744938010441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107523744938010441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/new-maria-just-made-me-new-member-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107512424675185508</id><published>2004-01-26T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T05:42:07.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i changed the song again..  sorry peeps..  i had to change it..  i think i'm just gonna have a new song every week..  its kinda tiring listening to one song over and over again in one month..here's one of my favorites..  i first listened into this song on my way home from work..  its an inspirational song..  the lyrics got to me and the melody..  when i listen to the song, not only do i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107512424675185508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107512424675185508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107512424675185508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107512424675185508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-changed-song-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107506452279301310</id><published>2004-01-25T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T13:10:11.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was checking my tagbook and checkin' the stats when i came upon these two blogs.  and added them to my check out. list also..april made a comment about this site..  she found this word in there called webgirlfriender and thought i was surfing yet again on another bisexual/lesbian site..  she's being sarcastic, yet again..  and i didn't think it was funny..da gurl who made this blog just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107506452279301310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107506452279301310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107506452279301310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107506452279301310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-was-checking-my-tagbook-and-checkin.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107497864142830359</id><published>2004-01-24T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T13:10:41.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm..  this song makes me wanna sing it over and over again..SORRY 2004Ruben Studdardit's like i missed a shot,it's like i dropped a ball (damn, i'm sorry)it's like i'm on stage, and i forgot the words (damn, i'm sorry)it's like building a new house,with no roof and no doors (damn, i'm sorry)it's like trying to propose,and i ain't got the ring (ooh damn, i'm sorry)but girl i've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107497864142830359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107497864142830359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107497864142830359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107497864142830359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107488891771952060</id><published>2004-01-23T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T13:19:59.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ish hea!  my valentine's layout!!  i know, i know..  ish all red..  i had a different layout originally than this but i got inspired..  and its early (again!)..  i love finishing a project..  tee-hee!i was looking thru my yearbook for my class (2002), and just reminisced a bit..  and i was drooling (again..) over T's picture..  LOL.the cover..  it looks stupid in my opinion..the seniors </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107488891771952060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107488891771952060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107488891771952060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107488891771952060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/ish-hea-my-valentines-layout-i-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107475200490879475</id><published>2004-01-21T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T06:01:48.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm...  so my sisters are both going on the slim-fast diet.  hard to believe since they don't even need to lose weight.  their weight is okay enough for their age already.  i keep on telling them that they look okay.  but i guess they're in their teenage years.  and you know teenagers, they're so concious about everything.  i'm the one who needs to lose the weight.okay, okay.  i know i've been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107475200490879475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107475200490879475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107475200490879475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107475200490879475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107461624327710912</id><published>2004-01-20T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T08:56:23.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i added a little music section called vibe.  as u can hear, The Scientist by Coldplay is playing on the background.  tee-hee..  i just wanted my blog to have a mood.  so here it is.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107461624327710912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107461624327710912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107461624327710912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107461624327710912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-added-little-music-section-called.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107432828201025051</id><published>2004-01-17T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T16:55:45.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmmm..  sooo, i just failed my nursing assistant certification test.  well sorta.  see i passed the written part.  but i failed the skills part.  u know practical things like doing it in the real job.  soo now i won't be able to work as a cna until i pass that effen' test.  GREAT!  that's just great..  my nerves just won't quit it.  i was like shaking when i was doing the test.  and plus there's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107432828201025051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107432828201025051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107432828201025051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107432828201025051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/hmmm_17.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107418108943665088</id><published>2004-01-15T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T20:44:32.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOXIC has been lately putting me in the mood to suddenly get up off my feet and dance..  it's so catchy.  its britney's new single.  i'm not really a big fan of britney's music, but we can make an exception this time..  and besides the fact that she's hot, she can move and she can make a single like this, dang!with the taste of your lipsi'm on a rideyour TOXIC tongue slippin' under (ohh ohh)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107418108943665088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107418108943665088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107418108943665088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107418108943665088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/toxic-has-been-lately-putting-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107401563023768190</id><published>2004-01-13T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T20:49:39.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ho hum..  the circles under my eyes are getting bigger.  i need SLEEP!!! maybe i need to start taking sleeping pills.  i swear, i'm starting to turn into a insomniac..i renewed my temps (instructional permit for driving) todeey..  so i can practice driving some more..  and so i don't have to take that stupid written test that i failed a few times before.  i'm in the middle of car shopping.  i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107401563023768190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107401563023768190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107401563023768190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107401563023768190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/ho-hum.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107371606573557203</id><published>2004-01-09T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T21:07:49.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>added one new link.  its my friend anne's blog.  give her a holla.  she's in nyc right now.  (inggit ako!)  she's the friend i'm gonna visit in san diego this spring break.i'm so effen' excited!  lol.what can i say todeeey?  except that i'm sooo sleepy so imana go to bed and sleep.  oh yeah, i miss kiko too.. always naman eh.  and no, kiko is not a boyfriend, he's my cousin and the bestest at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107371606573557203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107371606573557203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107371606573557203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107371606573557203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/added-one-new-link.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107346349044041111</id><published>2004-01-07T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T00:18:29.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leavesyour partner bedazzled and maybe even feelinghe/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kissthat never lessens and always blows yourpartner away like the first time. What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizillai was bored.  so sue me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107346349044041111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107346349044041111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107346349044041111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107346349044041111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/you-have-entrancing-kiss-kind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107328572285125053</id><published>2004-01-04T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T21:02:24.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm working on my sister april's blog at the moment.  she doesn't have a tentative title yet.  but u can view it here.it's simple just like mine.i discovered a bunch of blog templates that i might use for my next layout instead of just making my own.  its really cool.  there's a lot of good ones at miz graphics eventhough its closed.  but i  don't know if i wanna get a pre-made blog template.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107328572285125053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107328572285125053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107328572285125053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107328572285125053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-working-on-my-sister-aprils-blog-at.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107302475094271185</id><published>2004-01-01T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T22:34:15.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn village photos.  i stored my misc photos there for free but now u hafta pay.  that effen' sucks, dude.well, my new year's eve sucked.  i had to effen' work.  (btw, effen' is another word for saying f***en'..  its my new word..)  i was supposed to be home before the clock striked twelve but i got tied up @ work.  there were a lot of guests.  dang.  i hated that sooo bad.  now i'm gonna spend</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107302475094271185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107302475094271185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107302475094271185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107302475094271185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2004/01/damn-village-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107290526507876123</id><published>2003-12-31T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T13:14:42.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!'nuff said..  hehehehehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107290526507876123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107290526507876123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107290526507876123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107290526507876123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2003/12/happy-new-year-nuff-said.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107272356724841472</id><published>2003-12-29T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T10:46:24.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot that i had a photo album to store my pics at and i don't have to put it all on my blog.  i'm such a dork.  hehehe.hmm..  new year's eve is 2 days away..  after that, it's a new year..  i don't even know what i'm gonna have for a new year's resolution..  i'm thinking maybe lose weight..  but with all the promises i made and i can't keep..  and the temptation..  i don't know if i could do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107272356724841472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107272356724841472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107272356724841472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107272356724841472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-forgot-that-i-had-photo-album-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107242749847210832</id><published>2003-12-26T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T21:08:39.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whew..  what a christmas that was..  thank god it was time to open the presents!!  tee-hee..my ma's first!  she got a new plant to be added to her collection..its my turn!  a book from my sisters..  the devil wears prada...april was so ecstatic when she opened her present..  it's a louis vitton murakami pouchette..  she's been begging my mom to buy this for her like, everyday!camille </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107242749847210832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107242749847210832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107242749847210832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107242749847210832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2003/12/whew.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107232489844325605</id><published>2003-12-24T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T21:13:56.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love christmas...  here's some recent pics i took today during a lil christmas eve get-together here at the house..my mom and dad smiling for the camera..my dad talking to his kumpares with my mom beside him..my sis april eating xmas cake with jenna &amp; sherlyn..my mom singing videoke and that's my tita nena sitting at our couch eating yet another piece of the yummy cake..the xmas cake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107232489844325605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107232489844325605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107232489844325605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107232489844325605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-love-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107211725190797813</id><published>2003-12-22T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T21:24:27.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this song warms my heart everytime christmas is near..christmas shoesbob carlisleit was almost christmas timethere I stood in another linetryin to buy that last gift or twonot really in the christmas moodstanding right in front of mewas a little boy waiting anxiouslypacing around like little boys doand in his hand he helda pair of shoesand his clothes were worn and oldhe was dirty </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/feeds/107211725190797813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6085203&amp;postID=107211725190797813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107211725190797813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6085203/posts/default/107211725190797813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tintinlives.blogspot.com/2003/12/this-song-warms-my-heart-everytime.html' title=''/><author><name>tinny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13603173774999016419</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a323/tintinlives/tinny1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6085203.post-107203802114396691</id><published>2003-12-21T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T22:27:00.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it seems like my social life has been a big joke these days..  a friend of mine that i talked to yesterday asked me if i hang out with a group of friends..  i do hang out..  but not as much anymore..  i mean, with work and school, and plus i'm much of a homebody..  of course, i like to go to parties and get drunk but that's besides the point..the only person i hang 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