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href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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But I'll be spending the whole day in Manila first. My flight is in 4 hours - I should really sleep. Anyway, I'm so excited to leave! I've been wanting to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;get away&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;from things for a while, and I'm glad I could go now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4748861315904138799?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4748861315904138799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/02/take-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4748861315904138799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4748861315904138799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/02/take-off.html' title='Take Off'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7167264645359644911</id><published>2012-01-24T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T00:14:57.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><title type='text'>Xi Nian Kuai Le</title><content type='html'>It's never too late to make resolutions. One should not only make them during the new year - any day will do as long as one is really decided to make a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sue me. I like auspicious things so I am making my resolution now - the end of the first day of the year in the lunar calendar. &lt;i&gt;Xi nian kuai le&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;everyone! Welcome to the year of the water dragon! I was actually born in the year of the dragon 23 years ago (my birthday is on December). According to the many pages I found on google, I am a fire dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Dragon personality The Dragon is a creature of myth and legend. A symbol of good fortune and sign of intense power, the Oriental Dragon is regarded as a divine beast - the reverse of the malicious monster that Westerners felt necessary to find and slay. In Eastern philosophy, the Dragon is said to be a deliverer of good fortune and a master of authority. Therefore, those people born in Dragon years are to be honored and respected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'd like to think that since I am a &lt;i&gt;dragon personality&lt;/i&gt;, this is going to be a better year for me. Moving on to my resolutions, this year I'd like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;travel &lt;/b&gt;more. I've officially been bitten by the travel bug a few years ago, and there's no stopping me in my quest to explore more of the world. I'm starting with Hong Kong next month with a couple of my grade school friends, and then I'll be going to Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia in September with my friends from college. I am hoping to visit Bangkok and Cambodia this year too, but let's hope for the best, yes?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;read &lt;/b&gt;more. Not those sorry romance books that I like to read when I feel like resting my brain, but the more serious and more socially relevant ones. I don't like them, but I'll make an effort anyway. I'll start with magazines. &lt;i&gt;Baby steps, right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;work harder&lt;/b&gt;. I hope to work harder than ever at this new job. I got really lazy at my old one - but now it's going to be a big change to what I'm used to. I now have to wake up early, and I really have to learn how to manage my time better so I could be the best worker I can be at this new job. Let's face it, I need the money. How do I finance all the traveling I do if I don't get paid well?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;study smarter&lt;/b&gt;. I won't let laziness get to me. The amount of workload I have to face this semester is just crazy, but I will not let it beat me. I will study smarter - not harder coz that never worked for me - but smarter. How to do that? Prioritize. Wish me luck on this. I think this is going to be the hardest part of my resolution this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;be more optimistic&lt;/b&gt;. The world has been through so many sad things these past few months, and we don't need another negatron spreading the hate. I have always been a more happier person than many others, and this year I hope to be a brighter light for friends and family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...to &lt;b&gt;start saving&lt;/b&gt;. This is supposed to be a given when I started work. But oh well, there's no better time to start than now. Pay off them credit card bills, and then start saving seriously!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7167264645359644911?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7167264645359644911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/xi-nian-kuai-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7167264645359644911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7167264645359644911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/xi-nian-kuai-le.html' title='Xi Nian Kuai Le'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7707491371793140174</id><published>2012-01-23T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:38:17.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/406519_10150539121994318_649779317_8755183_1393112599_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/406519_10150539121994318_649779317_8755183_1393112599_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go out and spend the night in a coffee shop - all in the hope of concentrating on things I need to read for school. 2 hours into my &lt;i&gt;study mode&lt;/i&gt;, I've put down the pen and markers, closed my books and turned to the computer. I CAN'T CONCENTRATE. What the heck is wrong with me?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7707491371793140174?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7707491371793140174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/focus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7707491371793140174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7707491371793140174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6913082095881508340</id><published>2012-01-22T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T19:16:11.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Expansion</title><content type='html'>I bought myself a portable closet last night. Say hello to my new clothes hanger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407784_10150536062719318_649779317_8744548_1889882575_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407784_10150536062719318_649779317_8744548_1889882575_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my built in closet is already bursting with clothes I've accumulated over the last few years! I've sort of &lt;i&gt;decluttered&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;though and got rid of some of the things that were originally in my room. I found a new home for my shoes and bags by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395777_10150536573839318_649779317_8746052_732569593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395777_10150536573839318_649779317_8746052_732569593_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since mom was just using the bookcase in hall as a display area for our old barbie dolls, I decided to pack them all up and use the space for my shoes instead! And placed a bag holder beside them to make my life easier (and my door lighter - coz that's where i used to hang all my bags before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/402260_10150536571204318_649779317_8746048_655682889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/402260_10150536571204318_649779317_8746048_655682889_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I apparently have too many things, I've also converted the hallway bathroom that no one uses into my very own walk in closet. I placed all my other shoes there, as well as some of the bags that I don't use often, and then papers and all that - since I'm a pack rat. But weeee for my personal space expansion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;baboosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6913082095881508340?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6913082095881508340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/expansion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6913082095881508340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6913082095881508340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/expansion.html' title='Expansion'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7365165434800026321</id><published>2012-01-15T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:06:35.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>New Year, New Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/404822_10150508289399318_649779317_8657402_1589092024_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/404822_10150508289399318_649779317_8657402_1589092024_n.jpg" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Day High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This week has been one hell of a roller coaster ride - the Shrek version, not the Battlestar Galactica (&lt;i&gt;you'll get what I mean if you've already been to Universal Studio's Singapore.&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I digress. I honestly, I still don't know how I feel. If you're a friend in twitter, I'm sure you know I quit my job with Unilever several weeks ago and jumped ship to Maersk Line. That's a totally different industry with a slew of totally different people. I started last Monday. Unlike with my first job at ULP, I do not know anybody here! Which actually makes it more daunting, or more exciting, or both! But while I'm scared about the whole &lt;i&gt;fitting in&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;thing, I'm actually quite happy to be meeting new people and gaining a few more friends in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first though. I'm sure a lot of you would ask why I left. It's as simple as &lt;b&gt;the pastures are greener on the other side&lt;/b&gt;. After more than two years with Unilever, and being stuck with the same job, you get to realize that at the end of the day it's not the money, nor the flexible time that really matters. To tell you the truth, while the pay was good, I was already very bored with my job. Yes, I was happy that I'm earning well without doing much, but I could not live feeling like my growth potential has been stunted. At a certain point, it seemed to me that there was no way up. So I jumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Maersk. Where do I start? I have always been intrigued about this company. I was already familiar with Maersk since college because one of my best friends is working for the company. And for the past couple of job fairs in Ateneo, I have tried applying for them - but I never got around to go to the appointments for exams and such. In hindsight, I realized that I wasn't ready to transfer then. But when they gave me the opportunity to join them last year, I knew it was time. I have done all that I could with my former company - although I have to apologize because I know I haven't been doing my best - and it was the right time for me to explore other possibilities for growth. Yeah yeah. I'm really big about the growth thing. I wasn't raised and educated to settle to be a stagnant and mediocre person. And while I don't always seem like it - I crave for new adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is soooooo much to learn and understand at my new job! And I am hoping that all my sacrifices will be worth it. Being with Maersk is forcing me to face a whole new lifestyle. I have to wake up extra early, and manage my time better since I can't get off work any time I want, or insert a few hours a day to do my homework. And I have a desk, for goodness' sake! That's new! Plus I have one of the nicest views from my desk - so lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381697_10150516431544318_649779317_8685526_1253214539_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/381697_10150516431544318_649779317_8685526_1253214539_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking this challenge to heart. I'm sure I'll be extra busy - not to mention CRAZY this next few months - but I'm most definitely looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7365165434800026321?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7365165434800026321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7365165434800026321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7365165434800026321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-new-me.html' title='New Year, New Me'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5362929120782611335</id><published>2012-01-11T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:35:13.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Ready, Set, GO!!!</title><content type='html'>2012 is the year of the Dragon. For us 1988 babies, that means it's gonna be OUR YEAR. If there's the perfect time to renew ourselves, it's NOW. Although we can really do it any time we want to, there's a certain &lt;i&gt;charm&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in doing it when a new year starts. Here's something I found online that I really enjoyed. We can do this. We can take charge of our lives in 2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take Charge of Your Own Happiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;For 2012, take charge of your own happiness. As Maria Robinson said, “Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;But before you can begin this process of transformation, you must stop doing the things that have been holding you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Here are some ideas to get you started:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Stop spending time with the wrong people.&lt;/b&gt; Life is too short to spend with people who suck the happiness out of you. If someone wants you in their life, they’ll make room for you. You shouldn’t have to fight for a spot. Never, ever insist yourself with someone who continuously overlooks your worth. And remember,&lt;b&gt; it’s not the people who stand by your side when you’re at your best, but the ones who stand beside you when you’re at your worst, who are your true friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;Stop running from your problems. Face them head-on.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; It won’t be easy. There is no person in the world capable of flawlessly handling every punch thrown at them. We aren’t supposed to be able to instantly solve problems. That’s not how we’re made. In fact, we’re made to get upset, sad, hurt, stumble and fall. Because that’s the whole purpose of living—to face problems, learn, adapt and solve them over time.&amp;nbsp; This is what ultimately molds us into the person we become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Stop lying to yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; You can lie to anyone else in the world, but you can’t lie to yourself. Our lives improve only when we take chances, and the first and most difficult chance we can take is to be honest with ourselves. Read “The Road Less Traveled.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;4. Stop putting your own needs on the back burner. &lt;b&gt;The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special, too.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Yes, help others; but help yourself, too. If there was ever a moment to follow your passion and do something that matters to you, that moment is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;5. Stop trying to be someone you’re not. One of the greatest challenges in life is being yourself in a world that’s trying to make you like everyone else. &lt;b&gt;Someone will always be prettier, smarter, younger, but they will never be you.&amp;nbsp; Don’t change just so that people will like you.&lt;/b&gt; Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Stop trying to hold on to the past.&lt;/b&gt; You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep rereading your last one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;7. Stop being scared to make a mistake. Doing something and getting it wrong is, at least, 10 times more productive than doing nothing. &lt;b&gt;Every success has a trail of failures behind it, and every failure is leading toward success.&lt;/b&gt; You end up regretting the things you did not do far more than the things you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;8. Stop berating yourself for old mistakes. &lt;b&gt;We may love the wrong person and cry about the wrong things, but no matter how things go wrong, mistakes help us find the person and things that are right for us.&lt;/b&gt; We all make mistakes, have struggles and even regret things. But&lt;b&gt; you are not your mistakes, you are not your struggles, and you are here now with the power to shape your day and your future.&lt;/b&gt; Every single thing that has ever happened in your life is preparing you for a moment that is yet to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;9. Stop trying to buy happiness. Many of the things we desire are expensive. But the truth is, &lt;b&gt;the things that really satisfy us are totally free&lt;/b&gt;—love, laughter and working on our passions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;10. Stop exclusively looking to others for happiness. &lt;b&gt;If you’re not happy with who you are on the inside, you won’t be happy in a long-term relationship with anyone else, either.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; You have to create stability in your own life first before you can share it with someone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;11. Stop being idle. &lt;b&gt;Don’t think too much&lt;/b&gt; or you’ll create a problem that wasn’t even there in the first place. Evaluate situations and take decisive action.&amp;nbsp; Making progress involves risk. Period!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;12. Stop thinking you’re not ready. Nobody ever feels 100-percent ready when an opportunity arises. Because most great opportunities in life force us to grow beyond our comfort zones, which means we won’t feel totally comfortable at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;Stop getting involved in relationships for the wrong reasons. &lt;/b&gt;Relationships must be chosen wisely. It’s better to be alone than to be in bad company. There’s no need to rush. If something is meant to be, it will happen—in the right time, with the right person and for the best reason.&lt;b&gt; Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;Stop rejecting&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; position: static; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-color: initial !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial; border-top-color: initial !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0px !important; display: inline !important; float: none !important; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; position: static; vertical-align: baseline; width: auto !important;"&gt;new&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-color: initial !important; border-left-style: none !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-color: initial !important; border-right-style: none !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial; border-top-color: initial !important; border-top-style: none !important; border-top-width: 0px !important; display: inline !important; float: none !important; font-family: inherit; font-size: inherit !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px !important; padding-left: 0px !important; padding-right: 0px !important; padding-top: 0px !important; position: static; vertical-align: baseline; width: auto !important;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;just because old ones didn’t work.&lt;/b&gt; In life, you’ll realize that there is a purpose for everyone you meet. Some will test you, others will use you and still others will teach you.&amp;nbsp; But most importantly, some will bring out the best in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;15. Stop trying to compete against everyone else. Don’t worry that others are doing better than you. Concentrate on beating your own record every day. &lt;b&gt;Success is a battle between you and yourself only.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;16. &lt;b&gt;Stop being jealous of others.&lt;/b&gt; Jealousy is the art of counting someone else’s blessings instead of your own. Ask yourself this: “What’s something I have that everyone wants?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;17. Stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself. Life’s curveballs are thrown for a reason—to shift your path in a direction that is meant for you. You may not see or understand everything the moment it happens, and it may be tough.&amp;nbsp; But reflect back on those negative curveballs thrown at you in the past.&amp;nbsp; You’ll often see that eventually they led you to a better place, person, state of mind or situation.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; So smile! Let everyone know that today you are a lot stronger than you were yesterday, and you will be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;18. Stop holding grudges.&amp;nbsp; Don’t live your life with hate in your heart. You will end up hurting yourself more than the people you hate. Forgiveness is not saying, “What you did to me is okay.” It is saying, “I’m not going to let what you did to me ruin my happiness forever.” Forgiveness is not just for other people, it’s for you, too. &lt;b&gt;If you must, forgive yourself, move on and try to do better next time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;19. Stop letting others bring you down to their level.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Refuse to lower your standards to accommodate those who refuse to raise theirs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;Stop wasting time explaining yourself to others.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Your friends don’t need it and your enemies won’t believe it, anyway. Just do what you know in your heart is right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;21. &lt;b&gt;Stop doing the same things over and over without taking a break. &lt;/b&gt;The time to take a deep breath is when you don’t have time for it. If you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting. &lt;b&gt;Sometimes, you need to distance yourself to see things clearly.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;22. Stop overlooking the beauty of small moments. Enjoy the little things, because one day you may look back and discover they were the big things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;23. Stop trying to make things perfect. &lt;b&gt;The real world doesn’t reward perfectionists, it rewards people who get things done&lt;/b&gt;. Read “Getting Things Done.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;24. Stop following the path of least resistance.&lt;b&gt; Life is not easy, especially when you plan on achieving something worthwhile. &lt;/b&gt;Don’t take the easy way out. Do something extraordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;25. Stop acting like everything is fine if it isn’t. &lt;b&gt;It’s okay to fall apart for a little while.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; You don’t always have to pretend to be strong, and there is no need to constantly prove that everything is going well.&amp;nbsp; Cry if you need to—it’s healthy to shed your tears. The sooner you do, the sooner you will be able to smile again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;26. Stop blaming others for your troubles. &lt;b&gt;The extent to which you can achieve your dreams depends on the extent to which you take responsibility for your life.&lt;/b&gt; When you blame others for what you’re going through, you give others power over that part of your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;27.&lt;b&gt; Stop trying to be everything to everyone.&lt;/b&gt; Doing so is impossible, and trying will only burn you out. But making one person smile can change the world. Maybe not the whole world, but their world. So narrow your focus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;28. Stop worrying so much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Worry will not strip tomorrow of its burdens, it will strip today of its joy. &lt;/b&gt;One way to check if something is worth mulling over is to ask yourself this question: “Will this matter in one year’s time? Three years? Five years?” If not, then it’s not worth worrying about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;29.&amp;nbsp; Stop focusing on what you don’t want to happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt; Focus on what you do want to happen.&lt;/b&gt; Positive thinking is at the forefront of every great success story. If you awake every morning with the thought that something wonderful will happen in your life today, and you pay close attention, you’ll often find that you’re right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;30. Stop being ungrateful.&amp;nbsp; No matter how good or bad you have it, &lt;b&gt;wake up each day thankful for your life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Someone somewhere else is desperately fighting for theirs.&amp;nbsp; Instead of thinking about what you’re missing, try thinking about what you have that everyone else is missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5362929120782611335?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5362929120782611335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/ready-set-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5362929120782611335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5362929120782611335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set, GO!!!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6715958409853577525</id><published>2012-01-08T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T13:53:47.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>A Year in Poplar</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling when you want something really really really bad, and you would do anything just to have it? Well... here it is for me lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/396814_10150653244672925_225073057924_12002323_1477187714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/396814_10150653244672925_225073057924_12002323_1477187714_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I finally got my poplar Starbucks planner last night! Yipee! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;i&gt;sorry, to lazy to take a photo of my actual planner so I got this from Starbucks' facebook instead.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374752_10150503325559318_649779317_8637846_793932227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374752_10150503325559318_649779317_8637846_793932227_n.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to waste a pretty good cup of brewed coffee for it though. Speaking of which, did you know that Starbucks serve &lt;b&gt;short-&lt;/b&gt;sized beverages even if they aren't on the menu? I read about it &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.ph/url?sa=t&amp;amp;rct=j&amp;amp;q=ultimate%20starbucks%20secret%20menu&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;cd=4&amp;amp;ved=0CC8QFjAD&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.thedailymeal.com%2Fultimate-guide-starbucks-secret-menu-slideshow-0&amp;amp;ei=biwJT97mL-KriAev8MWMAw&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNH-Af6m57qubyWVcCVI6x9bL40kyw&amp;amp;sig2=t_pQvGelyiZ32YO2l8QZvA"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;and tried to ask the store for it. Ho ho ho! Segue: I also tried the &lt;b&gt;iced&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;dirty chai&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;from the secret menu already! Going back on topic, I was able to get the planner because of Starbucks' latest promo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/389431_10150673972102925_225073057924_12100477_1042654693_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/389431_10150673972102925_225073057924_12100477_1042654693_n.jpg" width="306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in December, I was gonna give up on this but the &lt;b&gt;double sticker treat&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;got me going again - and 4 sticker contributions from Ian (thank you!)! I had to bribe my friend Zhaun with a coffee treat so he'll go with me the other night - that's 4 stickers for me! And then yesterday, I dropped by Starbucks again in between my classes, and I was only going to buy a Venti Iced Chai Latte. But then they had short (meaning &lt;i&gt;cheaper&lt;/i&gt;) glasses, so I decided to get a short brewed coffee I didn't want (&lt;i&gt;the cheapest drink I could find&lt;/i&gt;) - and there you have it folks... that's 23 stickers for me and a poplar Starbucks planner!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383267_10150503772429318_649779317_8639093_171852038_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383267_10150503772429318_649779317_8639093_171852038_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go for added weight on my already heavy bag filled with work and school things. But who cares! I love it! It's my first Starbucks planner by the way, so yeah! Yipeeee! I'm so excited to plan my life with this cute little thing. So many wonderful things to look forward to in 2012, and it'll all be written down here! Honestly, I've already started with the &lt;i&gt;decorations&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for my planner last night. Airline tickets for my planned trips, some stickers from my recently purchased stuff, and birthday and holiday markers - and anything else that I thought of last night. Sky was the limit - until I got very sleepy and stopped around 3AM. Haha. What is excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6715958409853577525?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6715958409853577525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-in-poplar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6715958409853577525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6715958409853577525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/year-in-poplar.html' title='A Year in Poplar'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3567578075506230271</id><published>2012-01-08T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T00:43:00.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Flashback 2009</title><content type='html'>Don't you just love the internet? More than 2 years ago, I uploaded some videos of the family to my YouTube account. It's certainly nothing grand - just random videos we took at my grandmother's back in 2009. I had so much fun watching these again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a time when Julia was still awkward around everybody, we bonded over Wonder Girl's "Nobody". For the record, this was waaaaay before the song became mainstream in the Philippines! Just saying! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fu39F48ZLl8" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is actually a compilation of burst photos taken from my laptop on Christmas Eve. Here you'll witness how crazy my family is! And OMG look how much less-fatter I am compared to now! Arrgghhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RB7QAb3I9L0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, these next two videos will prove to you how my siblings and cousins have gone mental. I have to give it to Karl and Lance who really gave the acting their all! And lookie there, Bea and Kim in a dress! We had to force her into wearing it that night. Oh the wonders of puberty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NWlm6r3fVsc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lzoX-SoUQXc" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discoveries like these actually make me appreciate videos more than pictures. They really put a different spin on certain memories! Here's to more videos in 2012 and beyond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;u&gt;subscribe&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;to my cousin Chris' &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/xxchrisxx153624?feature=watch"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;channel. He makes these really cool videos! Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3567578075506230271?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3567578075506230271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/flashback-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3567578075506230271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3567578075506230271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/flashback-2009.html' title='Flashback 2009'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fu39F48ZLl8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1491270079819772554</id><published>2012-01-07T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T10:31:59.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patriotic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tourism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>It's More Fun in the Philippines</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the Department of Tourism launched the newest campaign to gather more tourists in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting the new slogan to attract international tourists:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgCJhBG_qbA/TweqbN1NDNI/AAAAAAAAKmo/C5mvmV1uMr4/s1600/394131_10150507149783396_58605083395_8683412_1603073454_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="107" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgCJhBG_qbA/TweqbN1NDNI/AAAAAAAAKmo/C5mvmV1uMr4/s320/394131_10150507149783396_58605083395_8683412_1603073454_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Its more fun in the Philippines!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I wasn't floored by it. If truth be told, I was disappointed when I first read it. I was like... "&lt;i&gt;it's more fun than..... where?&lt;/i&gt;" But many people on twitter seem to be buying it. They even bashed a friend of mine who also said she doesn't like it since the length of the phrase is too hard to recall. And I totally agree with my friend! We can only tweet so much (140 characters only to be exact!), so you'll really have to be creative with a long hash tag! I think their #1forFUN line is more catchy - thank goodness they'll use it for local tourism campaigns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my like or dislike for the slogan is irrelevant. We are after all, one country and one people. So what the hell, I'll just embrace this one for now and hope the rest of the world buys it as well as the Filipinos do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we're on the topic... I made a couple of meme's (or whateveryoucallit) that shows why it's more fun in the &lt;i&gt;lupang sinilangan&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buEvmZg0Pk0/TwepjjH15BI/AAAAAAAAKmY/ppzHFF99uTI/s1600/bayanihan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-buEvmZg0Pk0/TwepjjH15BI/AAAAAAAAKmY/ppzHFF99uTI/s640/bayanihan.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving is more fun in the Philippines! Who needs to call the moving trucks to get your things to your new home? Why not just bring your entire home with you? In the Philippines, we call this Bayanihan. A group of people helps out someone from the community to do whatever it is that's needed to be done - moving houses, preparing for feasts, etc etc. Only in the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLivfN95Mmk/TweplCH4IxI/AAAAAAAAKmg/MBumlFJO3ew/s1600/skylab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLivfN95Mmk/TweplCH4IxI/AAAAAAAAKmg/MBumlFJO3ew/s640/skylab.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Road trips are more fun in the Philippines! In Mindanao, we call this vehicle the &lt;b&gt;sky lab&lt;/b&gt;. It's a modified single motorcycle - they put in place wooden planks so more passengers can ride. I've seen up to 10 passengers at a time! This is a common mode of transportation going up the mountains of Surigao, Agusan and Compostela Valley! They driver needs amazing balancing skills though!&amp;nbsp;Don't you think commuting is more efficient this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it folks. My contribution as a social media enthusiast (&lt;i&gt;aka blogger&lt;/i&gt;) to the new Philippine tourism campaign! Just so you know, the bayanihan picture was taken in Agusan del Sur. We just passed them on the road going back to Davao. And the sky lab was taken in Surigao del Sur. It definitely is more fun in the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the good stuff happened though, let me share some thoughts pre-launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was so much hype in the days leading to the launch, but personally, I think they weren't able to manage the expectations of the people looking forward to the campaign. The DOT has mentioned several times prior that they are gearing towards a social media campaign, however, on the day of the launch it was noted that they explicitly disallowed taking photos or videos. What happened to engaging the social networking world?! Also, they did not invite travel bloggers to the launch. They're obviously doing a social media campaign using traditional media. What a disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1491270079819772554?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1491270079819772554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-more-fun-in-philippines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1491270079819772554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1491270079819772554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-more-fun-in-philippines.html' title='It&apos;s More Fun in the Philippines'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgCJhBG_qbA/TweqbN1NDNI/AAAAAAAAKmo/C5mvmV1uMr4/s72-c/394131_10150507149783396_58605083395_8683412_1603073454_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7144448241891236961</id><published>2012-01-07T02:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T02:26:24.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flashback'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>From Me to You</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned in my previous post that I've attempted to &lt;i&gt;clean&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;my room for the new year. The truth is, I haven't really done anything productive - except maybe affirm how much of a pack rat I am for keeping papers and clothes and whatnot from 10 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lo and behold -- I have found a hidden treasure from among the junk I've accumulated over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBueb7gABq4/Twc2uj3WvZI/AAAAAAAAKmI/svb_Irn8trA/s1600/img003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBueb7gABq4/Twc2uj3WvZI/AAAAAAAAKmI/svb_Irn8trA/s640/img003.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, it's embarrassing to read through some of the &lt;i&gt;letters &lt;/i&gt;I wrote before. Especially when a lot of them are in the same page as what you've read! I almost died from shame - and laughter! - while reading through it! I'm pretty sure people who know me from high school would know who this letter is addressed to. I removed the name to protect him from embarrassment I am going through. But what the heck - past is past! I'm sharing this to you right now to show you the joys of my high school life. Ahhhh, I was a happy kid growing up. And quite funny too. I mean dedicating a song titled "&lt;i&gt;Kung Ako Na Lang Sana&lt;/i&gt;" to a high school &lt;i&gt;super mega kaduper &lt;/i&gt;infatuation is just the bomb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say I was pretty &lt;i&gt;malandi&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;even before. Just read through the letter and tell me otherwise! I swear I covered my books and even bags with doodles of &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;name all through high school! So no, it's not true I'm not in &lt;i&gt;crush&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with him anymore while writing this. I was just trying to make an awkward situation more awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh my gosh - the business cards! I completely forgot that I used to send him business cards saying "I Love You", "I Miss You" blah blah blah. Phones back then can't find out who sends business cards to them so that's what I sent him to convey my feelings! And unfortunately, I've already lost the crosstich I was referring to in the letter - I must have accidentally thrown it out while emptying out my boxes yearssss ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh. High School life. What a bliss! I can't believe I was in a hurry to leave, go to college and then get a job so you can go shopping-to-sawa! Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7144448241891236961?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7144448241891236961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-me-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7144448241891236961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7144448241891236961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2012/01/from-me-to-you.html' title='From Me to You'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wBueb7gABq4/Twc2uj3WvZI/AAAAAAAAKmI/svb_Irn8trA/s72-c/img003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6784337973960317782</id><published>2011-12-31T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T05:01:42.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>Letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I was cleaning my room the other day (&lt;i&gt;it's new year, that's why!&lt;/i&gt;), and I found these letters from high school in one of they many many many envelopes hidden in my drawer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here some of the funnier ones I found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoOKrnyFF9k/Tv6vEx3Q5oI/AAAAAAAAKko/Zl8_icBv204/s1600/img013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="436" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoOKrnyFF9k/Tv6vEx3Q5oI/AAAAAAAAKko/Zl8_icBv204/s640/img013.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This retreat letter from Jude is one of the few that wasn't like a testimonial for Friendster. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-La-zQkuCG2o/Tv6zajgag_I/AAAAAAAAKk4/y443MsGSodg/s1600/img011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-La-zQkuCG2o/Tv6zajgag_I/AAAAAAAAKk4/y443MsGSodg/s640/img011.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A letter from RB that touched my heart!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbfi9tfollk/Tv61Dcns5jI/AAAAAAAAKlA/4oDmkCFD4eE/s1600/img007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="486" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbfi9tfollk/Tv61Dcns5jI/AAAAAAAAKlA/4oDmkCFD4eE/s640/img007.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is from Donna. What is effort?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gn6YUr3qmtA/Tv61k9sI7mI/AAAAAAAAKlI/No1p1-EbDcM/s1600/img010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gn6YUr3qmtA/Tv61k9sI7mI/AAAAAAAAKlI/No1p1-EbDcM/s640/img010.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find this funny because of the "&lt;i&gt;walang limutan ha!!!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;part. C'mon. As if that would happen!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DopAYt3R58k/Tv62RvHbV_I/AAAAAAAAKlQ/F0FMWaiKbdk/s1600/img009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DopAYt3R58k/Tv62RvHbV_I/AAAAAAAAKlQ/F0FMWaiKbdk/s640/img009.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lady has always tried to be funny. Oh well. LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTtrPei73NM/Tv63l1XVRLI/AAAAAAAAKlY/KjErjWRBmIM/s1600/img008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTtrPei73NM/Tv63l1XVRLI/AAAAAAAAKlY/KjErjWRBmIM/s640/img008.jpg" width="516" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another very very very very creative letter from Telaw. I had a hard time reading the message because it was written circularly all over the page!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jkId8v-Ry4/Tv64bNP32wI/AAAAAAAAKlg/I9U5PIAlpXU/s1600/img006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="630" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jkId8v-Ry4/Tv64bNP32wI/AAAAAAAAKlg/I9U5PIAlpXU/s640/img006.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nakakalurky. WRONG SPELLING IS WRONG! haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOLYy9zdFVs/Tv65VKCC_AI/AAAAAAAAKlo/h2bhDVGVobw/s1600/img005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="334" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cOLYy9zdFVs/Tv65VKCC_AI/AAAAAAAAKlo/h2bhDVGVobw/s640/img005.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is creative? Hidden mickey!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L4aLlQTjk8/Tv67SmDxbbI/AAAAAAAAKlw/vEALBzIqdIg/s1600/img004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--L4aLlQTjk8/Tv67SmDxbbI/AAAAAAAAKlw/vEALBzIqdIg/s640/img004.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like this one because it was filled with foolishness, but I appreciated the effort to fill the whole page about how nerdy I am. Haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sQEMvsrbLk/Tv7CCFiu0II/AAAAAAAAKmA/SBKm0LVLwN0/s1600/img002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sQEMvsrbLk/Tv7CCFiu0II/AAAAAAAAKmA/SBKm0LVLwN0/s640/img002.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's another contender for Best in Creativity! My friend Mikhai wrote me 4 different letters for our retreat and I had a fun time putting them all together to read her message! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;While I was reading through them, I realized how nice it is to receive letters and notes and small things like that. Personally, I believe they're more meaningful than just sending text messages or emails during special occasions. Sadly, only a few people still write on cards. I hope to write more cards this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;x,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6784337973960317782?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6784337973960317782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6784337973960317782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6784337973960317782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/letters.html' title='Letters'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NoOKrnyFF9k/Tv6vEx3Q5oI/AAAAAAAAKko/Zl8_icBv204/s72-c/img013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-833192451238689603</id><published>2011-12-31T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:46:13.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disasters'/><title type='text'>Sendong</title><content type='html'>My heart is breaking for the people whose lives have been irrevocably damaged by Typhoon Sendong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/408658_10150478087899318_649779317_8523408_394932066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/408658_10150478087899318_649779317_8523408_394932066_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know where to begin picking up the pieces had this happened to me. It makes me feel bittersweet that despite this devastation, many Cagayanons are still able to smile and be grateful for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to Coca-Cola for providing drinking water to the residents who lost not only property, but for some, even their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378902_10150478365669318_649779317_8526368_1602294265_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378902_10150478365669318_649779317_8526368_1602294265_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-833192451238689603?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/833192451238689603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/sendong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/833192451238689603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/833192451238689603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/sendong.html' title='Sendong'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5448390301821326952</id><published>2011-12-31T03:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:40:27.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Partyphile Goes To Bed</title><content type='html'>What happens when you mix my friends and alcohol? Total CHAOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos. That's exactly what we were during the party in Marco Polo a couple of weeks ago. Most of my closest friends who live in Cebu and Manila were in town for that weekend so we took the opportunity to party it out at Eagle's Bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/402264_2299803459845_1391917826_31854670_1119869558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/402264_2299803459845_1391917826_31854670_1119869558_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379995_2299820420269_1391917826_31854708_1101380215_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/379995_2299820420269_1391917826_31854708_1101380215_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/402609_2299832700576_1391917826_31854749_1729994469_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409398_2299833100586_1391917826_31854750_892072593_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/409398_2299833100586_1391917826_31854750_892072593_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was definitely a wild night! At some point, I found myself accidentally sprawling on the driveway of Marco Polo while tending to a person who can't control his alcohol intake. [&lt;i&gt;ehem noted&lt;/i&gt;] Love that we ended up having post-drinking binging at Bangkerohan. I needed that hot bowl of &lt;i&gt;hinalang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to get me sobered up! Although I still ended up missing the company fun run at 5AM that morning. Oh well. It was quite a way to start the season's parties! In bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5448390301821326952?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5448390301821326952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/confessions-of-partyphile-goes-to-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5448390301821326952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5448390301821326952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/confessions-of-partyphile-goes-to-bed.html' title='Confessions of a Partyphile Goes To Bed'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4045008293212618324</id><published>2011-12-31T03:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:14:40.774+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='After Work'/><title type='text'>Dominating Davao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My friend from work, Doy, and his friend Nathan was in town for the annual Christmas party of the company's sales push girls. Of course we took the opportunity to explore the city - especially since Nathan was a first timer in Davao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384824_2373163724587_1115364425_32014936_1417209630_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/384824_2373163724587_1115364425_32014936_1417209630_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post-Christmas party. We were getting ready to explore what the city has to offer after 12MN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403301_2373166804664_1115364425_32014939_90223700_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/403301_2373166804664_1115364425_32014939_90223700_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought them to Bangkeron Public Market for some oh-so-yummy &lt;i&gt;lechon kawali &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;balbacua&lt;/i&gt;! Talk about roughing it in our formal wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395553_2373180925017_1115364425_32014950_1553144165_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/395553_2373180925017_1115364425_32014950_1553144165_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a visit to Davao wouldn't be complete without a taste of our exotic Durian! For the record, love for durian is an acquired taste! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/396716_10150448235022333_597102332_8594509_1178950534_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/396716_10150448235022333_597102332_8594509_1178950534_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I had a few errands to run in the morning so I wasn't able to go with them to Samal. I went to pick them up at Crocodile Park instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392186_10150448236292333_597102332_8594536_1236084879_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392186_10150448236292333_597102332_8594536_1236084879_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Jack's Ridge afterwards to see the view of the city at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388252_10150448241037333_597102332_8594631_91750369_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388252_10150448241037333_597102332_8594631_91750369_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the evening with dinner at Ranch and Reef. Unlimited steaks, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to see them off the next day though, because I left for the province early. But I heard they're going back in March. Perhaps we can visit Eden then? Or maybe even travel farther north to Surigao del Sur? Hmmm. So many possibilities! I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;[Photos from Doy and Nathan]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4045008293212618324?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4045008293212618324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/dominating-davao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4045008293212618324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4045008293212618324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/dominating-davao.html' title='Dominating Davao'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2944420360987458717</id><published>2011-12-22T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T03:28:09.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='High School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Costume Party</title><content type='html'>I just got back from the Christmas Party with high school friends. Although there weren't a lot of people, we still had so much fun especially since we wore costumes! Here's a sneak peak to what we've been up to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388547_10150469221964318_649779317_8488137_1408905133_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388547_10150469221964318_649779317_8488137_1408905133_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess which characters we wore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting more pictures here once Lady uploaded from her camera. Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2944420360987458717?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2944420360987458717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/costume-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2944420360987458717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2944420360987458717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/costume-party.html' title='Costume Party'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3853785566308675230</id><published>2011-12-19T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:48:22.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>That Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"I love that feeling. You know, the one you get when you take a deep breath and suddenly everything feels like it’s going to be okay. When you’re hopeless as can be, and life is going nowhere, there’s those moments we have every now and then where we just stop, and we get this feeling, that can’t be described, but you just.. you just feel like everything really is going to be okay. Like the world stopped spinning for a second, and everything was clear. I need more of those moments."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3853785566308675230?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3853785566308675230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3853785566308675230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3853785566308675230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/that-feeling.html' title='That Feeling'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-237894526351242428</id><published>2011-12-19T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:40:43.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reunions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventures'/><title type='text'>JV is in the Building!</title><content type='html'>We finally convinced our friend JV to spend a long weekend here in Davao. Ever since he moved to Manila to study, he's never been back for a long-ish period of time. So yay. Again, another spontaneous trip made possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388558_10150458320024318_649779317_8441869_150345541_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388558_10150458320024318_649779317_8441869_150345541_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Abreeza on his first day in town. Nothing like good ol' Ranchero's food for welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392181_2877268894801_1352346225_33159321_1046527678_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392181_2877268894801_1352346225_33159321_1046527678_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next evening, we had dinner at the Adle home before heading to Caffe Firenzo for some mochi and coffee. Sleepover part 1 started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389837_10150460732544961_620674960_8729761_1868948293_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389837_10150460732544961_620674960_8729761_1868948293_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we partied on Saturday night at Marco Polo's Eagle's Bar. Hello there high school friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375475_10150463223419318_649779317_8460116_567407664_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/375475_10150463223419318_649779317_8460116_567407664_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangover the morning after the party was crazy. But we still decided to push through with swimming. We all woke up late, so it was already past 3 when we started towards Villa de Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391992_10150463760824318_649779317_8463533_421163069_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391992_10150463760824318_649779317_8463533_421163069_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended things with dinner and videoke at the Fontilla &lt;i&gt;mansion&lt;/i&gt;, for some good vibes and old school music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a pretty packed long weekend of eating and partying! I love my best friends! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to the gym for me tomorrow. Have to lose all the excess fat I gained these past few days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-237894526351242428?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/237894526351242428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/jv-is-in-building.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/237894526351242428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/237894526351242428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/jv-is-in-building.html' title='JV is in the Building!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8785082704092023719</id><published>2011-12-16T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T00:44:51.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Davao'/><title type='text'>Happy Lemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376397_10150457715699318_649779317_8440130_1657721511_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376397_10150457715699318_649779317_8440130_1657721511_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Davao is finally getting the attention (and establishments) we deserve! I'm glad that imperial Manila entrepreneurs have finally realized the potential of the Davao market. I can't wait to try out stores such as Happy Lemon and Red Mango when they finally open here next year. And I'm crossing my fingers on a Zara or Top Shop store opening in Abreeza soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8785082704092023719?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8785082704092023719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-lemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8785082704092023719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8785082704092023719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-lemon.html' title='Happy Lemon'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-9116893551381168907</id><published>2011-12-14T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T03:09:19.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Thank You!</title><content type='html'>I have the most awesome friends in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374846_10150453692509318_649779317_8429488_1115143919_n.jpg%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374846_10150453692509318_649779317_8429488_1115143919_n.jpg%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louie, Nikki, Joel, Karla, Genedel and Leonard surprised me this evening as a belated celebration of my birthday! How thoughtful! I really wasn't expecting anything since we usually get together when the Don's are in town and have free time to spare. I thought it would be our usual chill night. Little did I know that they'd come with flowers and cake and their presence of course to make my evening super special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm&amp;nbsp;insufferable&amp;nbsp;at times, but thanks for sticking with me through thick and thin (literally). Haha. A very very very very very big thank you for tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389974_10150453881039318_649779317_8429726_1473962646_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/389974_10150453881039318_649779317_8429726_1473962646_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for our year-end party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-9116893551381168907?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/9116893551381168907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/9116893551381168907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/9116893551381168907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8148778764412946530</id><published>2011-12-11T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T02:07:04.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>11 Things To Know at 25(ish)</title><content type='html'>I just turned 23 a couple of days ago. That's only a couple more years before I get to the big 2-5! But I can feel that these things from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.relevantmagazine.com/life/whole-life/features/25956-11-things-to-know-at-25ish"&gt;Relevant Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;are already &lt;i&gt;relevant&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;11 Things to Know at 25 (ish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shauna Niequist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What you need to know to be a real adult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;When you’re 25-ish, you’re old enough to know what kind of music you love, regardless of what your last boyfriend or roommate always used to play. You know how to walk in heels, how to tie a necktie, how to give a good toast at a wedding and how to make something for dinner. You don’t have to think much about skin care, home ownership or your retirement plan. Your life can look a lot of different ways when you’re 25: single, dating, engaged, married. You are working in dream jobs, pay-the-bills jobs and downright horrible jobs. You are young enough to believe that anything is possible, and you are old enough to make that belief a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;1. You Have Time to Find a Job You Love&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Now is the time to figure out what kind of work you love to do. What are you good at? What makes you feel alive? What do you dream about? You can go back to school now, switch directions entirely. You can work for almost nothing, or live in another country or volunteer long hours for something that moves you. There will be a time when finances and schedules make this a little trickier, so do it now. Try it, apply for it, get up and do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;When I was 25, I was in my third job in as many years—all in the same area at a church, but the responsibilities were different each time. I was frustrated at the end of the third year because I didn’t know exactly what I wanted to do next. I didn’t feel like I’d found my place yet. I met with my boss, who was in his 50s. I told him how anxious I was about finding the one perfect job for me, and quick. He asked me how old I was, and when I told him I was 25, he told me I couldn’t complain to him about finding the right job until I was 32. In his opinion, it takes about 10 years after college to find the right fit, and anyone who finds it earlier than that is just plain lucky. So use every bit of your 10 years: try things, take classes, start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;2. Get Out of Debt and Stay Out of Debt&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Part of being a healthy, mature adult is learning to live within your means all the time, even if that means going without things you think you need, or doing work you don’t love for a while to be responsible financially. The ability to adjust your spending according to your income is a skill that will serve you your whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;There will be times when you have more money than you need. In those seasons, tithe as always, save like crazy, and then let yourself buy fancy shampoo or an iPad or whatever it is you really get a kick out of. When the money’s not rolling in, buy your shampoo from the grocery store and eat eggs instead of steak—a much cheaper way to get protein. If you can get the hang of living within your means all the time—always tithing, never going into debt—you’ll be ahead of the game when life surprises you with bad financial news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I know a lot of people who have bright, passionate dreams but who can’t give their lives to those dreams because of the debt they carry. Don’t miss out on a great adventure God calls you to because you’ve been careless about debt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;3. Don’t Rush Dating and Marriage&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Now is also the time to get serious about relationships. And “serious” might mean walking away from a dating relationship that’s good but not great. Some of the most life-shaping decisions you’ll make during this time will be about walking away from good-enough, in search of can’t-live-without. One of the only truly devastating mistakes you can make in this season is staying with the wrong person even though you know he or she is the wrong person. It’s not fair to that person, and it’s not fair to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;“Who are you dating?” “Do you think he’s the one?” “Have you looked at rings?” It’s easy to be seduced by the romance-dating-marriage narrative. We confer a lot of status and respect on people who are getting married—we buy them presents and consider them as more adult and more responsible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;But there’s nothing inherently more responsible or more admirable about being married. I’m thankful to be celebrating my 10th wedding anniversary this summer, but at the same time, I have a fair amount of friends whose marriages are ending—friends whose weddings we danced at, whose wedding cake we ate, whose rings we oohed-and-aahed over but that have been taken off fingers a long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Some people view marriage as the next step to happiness or grown-up life or some kind of legitimacy, and in their mad desire to be married, they overlook significant issues in the relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ask your friends, family members and mentors what they think of the person you’re dating and your relationship. Go through premarital counseling before you are engaged, because, really, engagement is largely about wedding planning, and it’s tough to see the flaws in a relationship clearly when you’re wearing a diamond and you have a deposit on an event space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I’m kind of a broken record on this. My younger friends will tell you I say the same things over and over when they talk to me about love, things like, “He seems great—what’s the rush?” and, “Yes, I like her—give it a year.” And they’ve heard this one a million times: “Time is on your side.” Really, it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;4. Give Your Best to Friends and Family&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;While twentysomethings can sometimes spend a little too much energy on dating and marriage, they probably spend too little energy on friendships and family. That girl you just met and now text 76 times a day probably won’t be a part of your life in 10 years, but the guys you lived with in college, if you keep investing in them, will be friends for a lifetime. Lots of people move around in their 20s, but even across the distance, make an effort to invest in the friendships that are important to you. Loyalty is no small thing, especially in a season during which so many other things are shifting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Family is a tricky thing in your 20s—to learn how to be an adult out on your own but to also maintain a healthy relationship with your parents—but those relationships are really, really worth investing in. I have a new vantage point on this now that I’m a parent. When my parents momentarily forget I’m an adult, I remind myself that someday this little boy of ours will drive a car, get a job and buy a home. I know that even then it will be hard not to scrape his hair across his forehead or tell him his eyes are looking sleepy, and I give my parents a break for still seeing me as their little girl every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;5. Get Some Counseling&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Twenty-five is also a great time to get into counseling if you haven’t already, or begin round two of counseling if it’s been a while. You might have just enough space from your parents to start digging around your childhood a little bit. Unravel the knots that keep you from living a healthy, whole life, and do it now, before any more time passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Some people believe emotional and psychological issues should be solved through traditional spiritual means—that prayer and pastoral guidance are all that’s necessary when facing issues of mental health. I disagree. We generally trust medical doctors to help us heal from physical ailments. We can and should trust counselors and therapists to help us resolve emotional and psychological issues. Many pastors have no training in counseling, and while they care deeply about what you’re facing, sometimes the best gift they can give you is a referral to a therapist who does have the education to help you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Faith and counseling aren’t at odds with one another. Spiritual growth and emotional health are both part of God’s desire for us. Counseling—like time with a mentor, personal scriptural study, a small group experience and outside reading—can help you grow, and can help you connect more deeply with God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;So let your pastor do his or her thing, and let the person who has an advanced degree in mental health help you with yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #646464; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;6. Seek Out a Mentor&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;One of the most valuable relationships you can cultivate in your 20s is a mentoring relationship with someone who’s a little older, a little wiser, someone who can be a listening ear and sounding board during a high change season. When I look back on my life from 22 to 26, some of the most significant growth occurred as a direct result of the time I spent with my mentor, Nancy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The best way to find a mentor is to ask, and then to work with the parameters they give you. If someone does agree to meet with you, let it be on their terms. Nancy and I met on Wednesdays at 7 in the morning. I guarantee that was not my preference. But it was what worked for her life, so once a month I dragged myself out of the house in what felt to me like the dead of night. It also helps to keep it to a limited-time period. It’s a lot to ask of someone to meet once a month until the end of time. But a one-year commitment feels pretty manageable for most people, and you can both decide to sign on for another year or not, depending on the connection you’ve made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7. Be a Part of a Church&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Twenty-five is the perfect time to get involved in a church you love, no matter how different it is from the one you were a part of growing up. Be patient and prayerful, and decide that you’re going to be a person who grows, who seeks your own faith, who lives with intention. Set your alarm on Sunday mornings, no matter how late you were out on Saturday night. It will be dreadful at first, and then after a few weeks, you’ll find that you like it, that the pattern of it fills up something inside you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;8. Find a Rhythm for Spiritual Disciplines&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Going out into “the real world” after high school or college affects more than just your professional life. Where once you had free time, a flexible schedule and built-in community, now you have one hour for lunch, 10 days max to “skip” work and co-workers who are all over the place in age, stage of life and religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;In those first few years of work-life, it’s easy to get too busy, too stressed and too disconnected to keep up spiritual habits you may have built in school. Figuring out how to stay close to God and to grow that relationship through activities and disciplines that complement your new schedule is critical for life now—and those habits will serve you for years to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;One of the best routines I adopted in my 20s was a monthly solitude day. In addition to my daily prayer time, I found I lived better if once a month I took the time to pray, read, rest and write, to ask myself about the choices I’d made in the past month and to ask for God’s guidance in the month to come. Some of the most important decisions I made in that season of life became clear as a result of that monthly commitment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;9. Volunteer&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Give of your time and energy to make the world better in a way that doesn’t benefit you directly. Teach Sunday school, build houses with Habitat for Humanity, serve at a food pantry or clean up beaches on Saturdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;It’s easy to get caught up in your own big life and big plan in your 20s—you’re building a career, building an identity, building for a future. Find some place in your life where you’re building for a purpose that’s bigger than your own life or plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;When you’re serving on behalf of a cause you’re passionate about, you’ll also connect in a deep way with the people you’re serving with, and those connections can yield some of your most significant friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;When you serve as a volunteer, you can gain experience for future careers. Instead of, for example, quitting your banking job to pursue full-time ministry, volunteer to lead a small group, and see where it goes from there. Use volunteer experiences to learn about causes and fields you’re interested in, and consider using your vacation time to serve globally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;10. Feed Yourself and the People You Love&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;If you can master these things, you’re off to a really great start: eggs, soup, a fantastic sandwich or burger, guacamole and some killer cookies. A few hints: The secret to great eggs is really low heat, and the trick to guacamole is lime juice—loads of it. Almost every soup starts the same way: onion, garlic, carrot, celery, stock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;People used to know how to make this list and more, but for all sorts of reasons, sometime in the last 60 or so years, convenience became more important than cooking and people began resorting to fake food (ever had GU?), fast food and frozen food. I literally had to call my mom from my first apartment because I didn’t know if you baked a potato for five minutes or two hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The act of feeding oneself is a skill every person can benefit from, and some of the most sacred moments in life happen when we gather around the table. The time we spend around the table, sharing meals and sharing stories, is significant, transforming time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Learn to cook. Invite new and old friends to dinner. Practice hospitality and generosity. No one cares if they have to sit on lawn furniture, bring their own forks or drink out of a Mayor McCheese glass from 1982. What people want is to be heard and fed and nourished, physically and otherwise—to stop for just a little bit and have someone look them in the eye and listen to their stories and dreams. Make time for the table, and you’ll find it to be more than worth it every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;11. Don’t Get Stuck&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;This is the thing: When you hit 28 or 30, everything begins to divide. You can see very clearly two kinds of people. On one side, people who have used their 20s to learn and grow, to find God and themselves and their dreams, people who know what works and what doesn’t, who have pushed through to become real live adults. Then there’s the other kind, who are hanging onto college, or high school even, with all their might. They’ve stayed in jobs they hate, because they’re too scared to get another one. They’ve stayed with men or women who are good but not great, because they don’t want to be lonely. They mean to find a church, they mean to develop intimate friendships, they mean to stop drinking like life is one big frat party. But they don’t do those things, so they live in an extended adolescence, no closer to adulthood than when they graduated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Don’t be like that. Don’t get stuck. Move, travel, take a class, take a risk. There is a season for wildness and a season for settledness, and this is neither. This season is about becoming. Don’t lose yourself at happy hour, but don’t lose yourself on the corporate ladder either. Stop every once in a while and go out to coffee or climb in bed with your journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ask yourself some good questions like: “Am I proud of the life I’m living? What have I tried this month? What have I learned about God this year? What parts of my childhood faith am I leaving behind, and what parts am I choosing to keep? Do the people I’m spending time with give me life, or make me feel small? Is there any brokenness in my life that’s keeping me from moving forward?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 15px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Now is your time. Walk closely with people you love, and with people who believe God is good and life is a grand adventure. Don’t get stuck in the past, and don’t try to fast-forward yourself into a future you haven’t yet earned.&lt;br /&gt;Give today all the love and intensity and courage you can, and keep traveling honestly along life’s path.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;***&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8148778764412946530?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8148778764412946530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/11-things-to-know-at-25ish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8148778764412946530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8148778764412946530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/11-things-to-know-at-25ish.html' title='11 Things To Know at 25(ish)'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1454911948551210847</id><published>2011-12-11T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:39:51.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Twenty Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380985_10150444996829318_649779317_8408040_1717840558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380985_10150444996829318_649779317_8408040_1717840558_n.jpg" width="488" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"...when there’s so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I’m seeing it all at once and it’s too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that’s about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can’t feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1454911948551210847?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1454911948551210847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/twenty-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1454911948551210847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1454911948551210847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/twenty-three.html' title='Twenty Three'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5991498002752637666</id><published>2011-12-08T04:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T04:54:02.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Just Like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378997_10150442826414038_778329037_8147797_492224670_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/378997_10150442826414038_778329037_8147797_492224670_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like it's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decorations in the Marco Polo lobby was beyond adorable! Lots of cute teddy bears and cuddly pillows around, so even if it was supposed to be &lt;i&gt;bawal&lt;/i&gt;, we couldn't help but take pictures! Looks like a family gathering on Christmas morning! I love it! And oh - hello new friends! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5991498002752637666?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5991498002752637666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-like-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5991498002752637666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5991498002752637666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/just-like-christmas.html' title='Just Like Christmas'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8044148709555355072</id><published>2011-12-05T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T12:09:21.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><title type='text'>Road Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;It was one of the rare times our not-so-impromptu trips really happened. We were all free on Sunday, and so we decided to head up the mountains for late lunch and some bonding moments. And because Frank just finished a 42KM &lt;i&gt;suicidal&lt;/i&gt; run, we used my mom's car instead of Joey. Poor Frank was without sleep and his legs were aching like hell! RB didn't have enough sleep either. And Donna almost &lt;i&gt;almost &lt;/i&gt;bailed out on us!&amp;nbsp;But still we had a great time! We had a yummy steak lunch in Seagull! And Donna and RB kept stopping along the way back so they could take pictures. I just waited in the car with Frank since he can't move much. And then we ended the day getting an outdoor massage at the lively Rizal Park, and then burgers and milkshakes at Al's Diner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;What an awesome Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8044148709555355072?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8044148709555355072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/road-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8044148709555355072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8044148709555355072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/road-trip.html' title='Road Trip'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1913345652309679651</id><published>2011-12-04T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T01:37:47.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Mochi Creme in Davao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377056_10150429319959318_649779317_8363143_437064952_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/377056_10150429319959318_649779317_8363143_437064952_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how much I love Japanese food... and now the best part of it has finally arrived in Davao! Japanese Ice Cream called &lt;i&gt;Mochi Creme&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is &lt;i&gt;oishi&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;indeed! I have this craving for strawberry mochi for the longest time and I'm glad I could finally indulge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377521_10150429321104318_649779317_8363150_709702478_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/377521_10150429321104318_649779317_8363150_709702478_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm dying to try the other flavors though as I've only had strawberry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392322_10150429321714318_649779317_8363152_951830398_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392322_10150429321714318_649779317_8363152_951830398_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check them out at the 2nd floor of SM City Davao - near the food court!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1913345652309679651?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1913345652309679651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/mochi-creme-in-davao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1913345652309679651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1913345652309679651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/mochi-creme-in-davao.html' title='Mochi Creme in Davao'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2230802063455918707</id><published>2011-12-04T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T01:31:08.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='After Work'/><title type='text'>Side Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392359_10150429278074318_649779317_8363037_1402352030_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7 Falls, Lake Sebu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;South Cotabato&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2230802063455918707?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2230802063455918707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/side-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2230802063455918707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2230802063455918707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/side-trip.html' title='Side Trip'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5789092610610446296</id><published>2011-12-03T20:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:42:57.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>Hope for the Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote_text" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 2px; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 2px; border-right-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 2px; border-top-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 2px; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 15px; margin-right: 15px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 10px; padding-top: 10px; position: relative;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quote-book.tumblr.com/post/13352662933" style="color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; text-decoration: none;"&gt;I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote_corner" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: url(http://static.tumblr.com/8nzyuuq/FTOkzfiei/quote_ecke.png); background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; bottom: -20px; height: 20px; left: -1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; position: absolute; width: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="author" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/quotes/82952.Marilyn_Monroe" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(153, 153, 153); border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: #333333; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: initial; padding-top: 10px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;"&gt;MARILYN MONROE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5789092610610446296?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5789092610610446296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/hope-for-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5789092610610446296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5789092610610446296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/hope-for-best.html' title='Hope for the Best'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3910127908798981766</id><published>2011-12-03T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T20:02:02.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Star Sightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://p.twimg.com/AbpvaW7CQAArMJT.jpg:large" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://p.twimg.com/AbpvaW7CQAArMJT.jpg:large" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c0014034.r32.cf1.rackcdn.com/x2_9368b04" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://c0014034.r32.cf1.rackcdn.com/x2_9368b04" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past couple of months, I was lucky enough to be able to meet and greet with Venus Raj and the Younghusband siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, Venus has a really nice body! Jealous much. And among the Younghusband siblings, I find James more attractive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ktnxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3910127908798981766?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3910127908798981766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/star-sightings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3910127908798981766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3910127908798981766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/star-sightings.html' title='Star Sightings'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1748969877146622877</id><published>2011-12-03T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:51:56.183+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><title type='text'>Work + Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/385979_10150428251084318_649779317_8359886_1479311117_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/385979_10150428251084318_649779317_8359886_1479311117_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375356_10150428287634318_649779317_8360010_1558724996_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/375356_10150428287634318_649779317_8360010_1558724996_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380944_10150428290739318_649779317_8360019_1570643590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380944_10150428290739318_649779317_8360019_1570643590_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388274_10150428293949318_649779317_8360039_1928228560_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388274_10150428293949318_649779317_8360039_1928228560_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386428_10150428304809318_649779317_8360067_482977096_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/386428_10150428304809318_649779317_8360067_482977096_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376138_10150428305974318_649779317_8360070_1545438941_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/376138_10150428305974318_649779317_8360070_1545438941_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/374923_10150428310549318_649779317_8360087_1735043731_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/374923_10150428310549318_649779317_8360087_1735043731_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A supposedly wild idea turned into a spontaneous adventure for Chic, Frank and I. Thank you SOCSKSARGEN region for welcoming us! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1748969877146622877?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1748969877146622877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/work-play.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1748969877146622877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1748969877146622877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/12/work-play.html' title='Work + Play'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3182790066940127349</id><published>2011-11-27T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:26:01.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><title type='text'>Turkey Lurkey</title><content type='html'>Two words: BOTTOMLESS DRINKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/373998_2540300501319_1067863678_2795549_1442114249_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/373998_2540300501319_1067863678_2795549_1442114249_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384029_2540275220687_1067863678_2795526_503759530_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/384029_2540275220687_1067863678_2795526_503759530_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Confessions of a Partyphile and Jack Daniel's thanksgiving party at Marco Polo's Eagle's Bar last night. The crowd turnout wasn't as good as the previous party - but it was all the better for us because of the free flowing Jack Daniels!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a killer hang over the next morning, but what the heck, I had so much fun meeting and drinking with new people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3182790066940127349?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3182790066940127349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-lurkey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3182790066940127349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3182790066940127349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/turkey-lurkey.html' title='Turkey Lurkey'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6767378481084253277</id><published>2011-11-23T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:46:41.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>I'm supposed to be on a diet but...</title><content type='html'>I know. I know. I'm supposed to be losing weight, but it'll be Christmas soon and the non-stop eating is starting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point: dinner at Kuya Andre's birthday party on Saturday night, and then desserts with Team 4Play afterwards. And earlier this evening - friends and I availed of Bangkok Wok's Wok-All-You-Can dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376515_10150408422384318_649779317_8298433_217381292_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/376515_10150408422384318_649779317_8298433_217381292_n.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because it was sort of a &lt;i&gt;buffet&lt;/i&gt;, we decided to order everything on the menu. UHMMMM. Spell BUSOG. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308482_10150408115674318_649779317_8297753_2065809651_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308482_10150408115674318_649779317_8297753_2065809651_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the good food + good company combination. Perfect for a random Wednesday night in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thank God I ran more than usual at cardio training this afternoon. Will work double time at the gym tomorrow so I can lose all those extra calories at dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6767378481084253277?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6767378481084253277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-supposed-to-be-on-diet-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6767378481084253277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6767378481084253277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-supposed-to-be-on-diet-but.html' title='I&apos;m supposed to be on a diet but...'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8390208999377699363</id><published>2011-11-22T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T22:15:31.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Boys Night Out</title><content type='html'>You know how I've always prided myself with being one of the boys and here's another proof:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392178_10150360488162109_693012108_8454434_903943707_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392178_10150360488162109_693012108_8454434_903943707_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys and I were in Abreeza last Saturday evening for dinner. We opted to go to Bigby's because they were having their &lt;b&gt;first trivia night&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(the first one in Davao, I think!). I was a bit late actually. I came from class, and then had to go attend a friend's birthday celebration for a while. I missed dinner (boo) and the first set of the trivia night (boo-er).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all good. We were having soooo much fun doing the trivia. When I got there past 9 (Abreeza was having a midnight sale! woohoo!), the boys were already in 2nd place! Wooohoo! And the first category I played was about geography - talk about FATE! haha. It's one of my favorite subjects ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ended up winning second place -- that means a gift certificate for us! Another one for our barkada coupons. Haha. (I blame the PLATYPUS why we didn't win first! Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378374_10150361491187109_693012108_8458095_292998058_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/378374_10150361491187109_693012108_8458095_292998058_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Team 4Play + 1 (&lt;i&gt;that's me coz I'm late&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;haha)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We went around the mall afterwards. After window shopping for a while, we ended up hanging out at the newly opened &lt;i&gt;The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for some drinks and a lot of talk. We were the last ones to leave the premises - the last cars out of the parking lot even! Haha. It was a really good night! Until the next outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392836_10150361494322109_693012108_8458102_1903940166_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/392836_10150361494322109_693012108_8458102_1903940166_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8390208999377699363?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8390208999377699363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/boys-night-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8390208999377699363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8390208999377699363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/boys-night-out.html' title='Boys Night Out'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1533186593606278505</id><published>2011-11-20T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T03:05:36.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Fine Dinner</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago, Frank, RB and I had a random dinner at Mamu's. The place was cozy, and the food was really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392193_10150378687754318_649779317_8183234_820554496_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392193_10150378687754318_649779317_8183234_820554496_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then later on, we went to The Peak - the newest attraction in Gaisano Mall. The place was fairly deserted, especially since it was raining and it was already after 9PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391025_10150395256034318_649779317_8253726_2091000923_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391025_10150395256034318_649779317_8253726_2091000923_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had coffee at Figaro, the only open establishment at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392593_10150378779644318_649779317_8183641_1787231265_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392593_10150378779644318_649779317_8183641_1787231265_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308652_10150395258644318_649779317_8253732_1662650150_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308652_10150395258644318_649779317_8253732_1662650150_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good night. &lt;b&gt;Cheers to the good life!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383232_10150395255624318_649779317_8253724_349282714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383232_10150395255624318_649779317_8253724_349282714_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1533186593606278505?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1533186593606278505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/fine-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1533186593606278505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1533186593606278505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/fine-dinner.html' title='Fine Dinner'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5266382928985613937</id><published>2011-11-13T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T22:47:08.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>I guess, more than anything else... I need to start counting my blessings. There are lots of them, and it would do me a lot of good if I focus on them instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tTSgoXAXddk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Landlords Knocking at my door cussing me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Got laid off my job the night before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can’t figure how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I’m gonna fix tomorrow when Yesterday's still a mess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Can you tell me what’s the point man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;It all seems meaningless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I wish that I could step away and breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;This world’s trying to swallow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Clear away the clouds inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Someone just tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That it’s ok now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;What are you worrying about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Got my dreams, got my life, got my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Got my friends, got the sunshine above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Why am I making this hard on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;When there’s so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;People lie, people hide, people cry, people fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;And they don’t know why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;If fear is all that we should fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Then what are we so afraid of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;'Cause fear is only in our heads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Someone please say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Any day I'll go bad thinking bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Everyone is against me and the world wants to fight me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Preparing to battle an enemy unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;During my stressing I’m blinded to the lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;That could be a blessing if Id be confessing that the enemy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I’m trying to beat is hiding inside of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;But it’s ok now...what are you worrying about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Keep your grind on girl...it’s your love, it’s your world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat 2x]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5266382928985613937?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5266382928985613937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5266382928985613937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5266382928985613937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/tTSgoXAXddk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1388880894204450044</id><published>2011-11-13T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:03:14.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Undas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374536_2113916922714_1089409332_31781109_1205704604_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="477" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374536_2113916922714_1089409332_31781109_1205704604_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384904_2009557890288_1583959124_31559725_1732132897_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="477" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/384904_2009557890288_1583959124_31559725_1732132897_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long &lt;i&gt;undas&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;weekend has always been for family. This year wasn't any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually divide our time between Davao and San Francisco during the celebrations. And of course, the whole family gets together at the cemetery. To tell you the truth, these are a couple of my favorite places. It's a reminder that somewhere out there, my grandfathers are looking down on the families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These family reunions have started a talk between my dad and myself - about how different the Bleza's and the Jarabelo's were brought up. I won't go into details, but I'm glad to have a different perspective on how life is lived through my family situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1388880894204450044?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1388880894204450044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/undas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1388880894204450044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1388880894204450044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/undas.html' title='Undas'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1902720592324598945</id><published>2011-11-13T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:48:30.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Family Day</title><content type='html'>Sharing with you some pictures with my family when they were in town last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380899_282853628421985_100000920497179_842332_1842759583_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/380899_282853628421985_100000920497179_842332_1842759583_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this photo. Very tourist-y lang in Abreeza. That's my uncle, aunt, cousins and sibs right there. I remember taking a photo with my grandma. I wonder whose camera I used that time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388923_282853541755327_100000920497179_842331_1972907540_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/388923_282853541755327_100000920497179_842331_1972907540_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what I said over at Facebook, "dili ko dapat mag-strong kay ma-struggle akong face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385446_282853825088632_100000920497179_842334_252759396_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/385446_282853825088632_100000920497179_842334_252759396_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a dream come true! I've always wanted to ride one of these animals around the malls, but I figured out &amp;nbsp;I was too chicken and my friends weren't interested as well. Thankfully, my cousin Clem &lt;i&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;me to let him ride. Being the caring &lt;i&gt;ate&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I was, of course I had to ride with him! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297108_2068578349278_1089409332_31747575_623692095_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297108_2068578349278_1089409332_31747575_623692095_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a big lunch at Chikaan before they left for San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love family days like these.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1902720592324598945?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1902720592324598945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1902720592324598945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1902720592324598945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-day.html' title='Family Day'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8979938160662016069</id><published>2011-11-12T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:30:05.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>I Need A Hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/c/crying_and_alone-13002.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.paraorkut.com/img/pics/images/c/crying_and_alone-13002.bmp" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everything hasn't been great lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really just want a friend right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to say - but my emotions are just out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a very tight hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to get away. &amp;nbsp;Just for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then everything will be okay again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8979938160662016069?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8979938160662016069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-need-hug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8979938160662016069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8979938160662016069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-need-hug.html' title='I Need A Hug'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5772351790282038312</id><published>2011-10-31T08:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:21:28.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><title type='text'>I Killed Halloween</title><content type='html'>I almost got drunk at the "I Killed Halloween" party... which is the whole point of going there in the first place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/387055_10150353596153354_730328353_8256264_1549984944_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/387055_10150353596153354_730328353_8256264_1549984944_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374265_10150353596098354_730328353_8256263_79560143_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/374265_10150353596098354_730328353_8256263_79560143_n.jpg" width="454" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383020_10150370881079038_778329037_7881425_2132701777_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383020_10150370881079038_778329037_7881425_2132701777_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With friends of friends. x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Killed Halloween Party&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 28, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eagle's Bar, Marco Polo Davao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5772351790282038312?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5772351790282038312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-killed-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5772351790282038312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5772351790282038312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-killed-halloween.html' title='I Killed Halloween'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1438022356648550044</id><published>2011-10-28T06:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T06:07:57.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Realizations</title><content type='html'>So apparently, life as an MBA student isn't as easy as I originally thought it was. It doesn't mean that since I was such as busy-body in college, I could be that person again in grad school. Believe me when I say juggling a full time work with a full load school schedule isn't a walk in the park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point: it's 6AM, and I got home only an hour ago from our &lt;i&gt;study group&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the Financial Accounting take home exams. We've been working on it since 8PM last night, and it almost drove me crazy! I can't even ask for an extension because the professor gave this to us 2 weeks ago, but crammers that we are, we left it to the last minute to work it out. I'm still recovering from a really bad cold, but I haven't even rested today yet. Plus I was indulging in sweets and coffee nonstop since yesterday afternoon just to keep me awake! My gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we have a deadline in 6 hours, We are almost done with our problem sets, except for a couple of chapters we were too lazy to do ourselves. And we did some clever &lt;i&gt;adjustments &lt;/i&gt;to our final exam answers just to finish it! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that I'll wake up in time for the deadline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1438022356648550044?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1438022356648550044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1438022356648550044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1438022356648550044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/realizations.html' title='Realizations'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2087050957120421779</id><published>2011-10-20T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T01:23:06.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>How To Start A Movement</title><content type='html'>It takes two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/V74AxCqOTvg" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start watching more TED videos. The talks are actually really nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2087050957120421779?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2087050957120421779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-start-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2087050957120421779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2087050957120421779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-start-movement.html' title='How To Start A Movement'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/V74AxCqOTvg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5775681263796122039</id><published>2011-10-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:58:44.347+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Dogs and Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/375622_700b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://d24w6bsrhbeh9d.cloudfront.net/photo/375622_700b.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is really funny! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5775681263796122039?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5775681263796122039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/dogs-and-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5775681263796122039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5775681263796122039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/dogs-and-management.html' title='Dogs and Management'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-971989940468619771</id><published>2011-10-20T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:03:35.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Adventurous Spirit</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;a href="http://t.co/ZiuevkL"&gt;NY Times&lt;/a&gt;, I am an &lt;b&gt;ADVENTUROUS SPIRIT&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You have got a fresh, positive attitude to life that means you are naturally drawn to anything that is modern and original. Your cool sense of style and sharp mind allow you to maintain that perfect blend of work and play, which means you are generally a fun person to be around. You are an emotional spirit and you make really strong connections. Good friends and lots of laughs are the recipe for really happy days. And nights!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You're a fast-mover and feel energized about anything that gets your pulse racing! You're enthusiastic about life and an upbeat spirit who knows how to have fun and tends to value all which is fresh and new in the world. You tire quickly of old conventions and outdated ideas, wishing to experience new methods with youthful innocence and vigor. It's all about big thrills and exciting antics that take you out of your comfort zone. You want to feel connected to the world around you and actively seek out opportunities to get closer to nature. For you, it is all about broadening your horizons and living life to the fullest!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice, huh? :) It's really true, by the way. Or so I like to think. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-971989940468619771?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/971989940468619771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventurous-spirit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/971989940468619771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/971989940468619771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventurous-spirit.html' title='Adventurous Spirit'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4497160774056140567</id><published>2011-10-19T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T23:46:08.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Finals, Finally!</title><content type='html'>The week is only half done but I'm really feeling the pressure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, the past couple of weeks had been really hectic what with work, with school, and all those other social commitments in my diary. One of these days, don't be surprised to see me sniffing some &lt;i&gt;elastoseal&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;on some side street just to get through the day. Alright, bad joke. Anyway, what is supposed to be like &lt;b&gt;finals week&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;seems to be like &lt;b&gt;finals weeks&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;at school. And just when school is really hectic, here comes work coming in with gazillions more problems for me to stress about. Plus, I haven't been to the gym in a week and I am dying here!!! I've gained all the weight that I've lost in the past month because of all these &lt;i&gt;associating stress with food&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;psychobabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, I'm not really complaining. I do love challenges. The more, the manier! And the past couple of weeks hasn't been really bad. I mean, I've spent a really nice weekend hanging out with my family, and I got to catch up with a couple of friends on Tuesday night; my &lt;i&gt;mate&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Princess is in town for a while. She just squeezed us in on her full schedule before going back to Adelaide, Australia. How weird is it that we've only been together for like, a year and a half TOPS before she left, and it's like.... we're still friends even if we're continents away! That's like really cool, right? So yeah, aside from Princess, I've been seeing a lot of my old friends lately as well. Kuya Andre is in town, and so is Kuya Caloy and we've already gone out twice lately so yay for bonding moments. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Twitter distracted my train of thoughts so I'll just stop here for now. But I think I was really going to share how happy and relieved I am that we've already gotten our marketing finals out of the way. We've submitted the final paper and did the revalida this evening and that's a really big thorn out of the way. Now, 3 more finals to go through, and some other extra stuffs that I had left too long to do. Finally, it's the finals! And it's almost over!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao bella!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4497160774056140567?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4497160774056140567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/finals-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4497160774056140567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4497160774056140567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/finals-finally.html' title='Finals, Finally!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8285499027465240573</id><published>2011-10-13T12:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:37:46.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Perfect Day</title><content type='html'>This is how I imagine a perfect day would be like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljpqynRJcx1qhq4c4o1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljpqynRJcx1qhq4c4o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8285499027465240573?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8285499027465240573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-how-i-imagine-perfect-day-would.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8285499027465240573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8285499027465240573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-how-i-imagine-perfect-day-would.html' title='The Perfect Day'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5880283624663300765</id><published>2011-10-12T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:10:18.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>To Dreams and Back</title><content type='html'>Light emerged from my window&lt;br /&gt;Bathing me with curious looks&lt;br /&gt;Why so sad, lonely maiden? It asked&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile. Glad of the sunny cheer&lt;br /&gt;Though how can a day be beautiful&lt;br /&gt;When I had lost love to the night&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if it'll ever come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look out across the clearing&lt;br /&gt;To gaze at the chirping birds&lt;br /&gt;How can they sing about happily&lt;br /&gt;When my life's dreams had already burst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though light and song brought life about&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at the lingering darkness for answers&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I close my eyes again for a while&lt;br /&gt;I'll be granted one more wish and find my dreams there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I've officially activated my Facebook account this evening. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Now Playing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield "Weightless"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5880283624663300765?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5880283624663300765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-dreams-and-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5880283624663300765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5880283624663300765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-dreams-and-back.html' title='To Dreams and Back'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3635486983246410004</id><published>2011-10-07T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T00:10:18.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soundtrack'/><title type='text'>A Little Too Much</title><content type='html'>How wonderful is it to have friends with amazing taste in music?! My friend Chic shared this song on plurk this evening - I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DWkruuiml3s" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Little Too Much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it hits like car crash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's too late to reverse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you make me a better person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you bring out the worst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we get on like fire&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we're stubborn like rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just when I think that it's over, over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You wave a white flag again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, ah, we fall out then we fall back in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, ah, we're always back where we begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts but it's never enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's wonderful to fall, let's love and risk it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd rather love just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes we're trapped ina circle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Til we're digging holes in the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We try but nothing is working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But still I want you around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause if I'm lost in the desert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know somehow you'll find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if I drown in the ocean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You'll be the first to rescue me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts but it's never enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's wonderful to fall, let's love and risk it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd rather love just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts but it's never enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, ah, we fall out then we fall back in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, ah, we're alwasy back where we begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody hurts but it's never enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's wonderful to fall, let's love and risk it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if it hurts just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd rather love just a little too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3635486983246410004?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3635486983246410004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3635486983246410004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3635486983246410004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-too-much.html' title='A Little Too Much'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DWkruuiml3s/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4265865069530454784</id><published>2011-09-30T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T00:54:51.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>[REVIEW] No Other Woman</title><content type='html'>In my honest opinion, this has to be one of Star Cinema's best movies ever. It's relevant, it's relatable, it's well-written, and it was definitely well-delivered! It's right up there with &lt;i&gt;One More Chance&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lateforreality.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/nootherwoman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.lateforreality.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/nootherwoman.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I love how the pairings of the actors in this movie are so &lt;i&gt;fresh&lt;/i&gt;. Who would've expected Derek, Anne and Christine to be in a movie together? Did anyone actually see this coming? I definitely didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting-wise, Anne and Christine stole the spotlight for this movie - and Carmi Martin was definitely noticed. Derek's acting was so-so, but he only needs to be a &lt;b&gt;hot&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;cheating bastard (which he actually is in real life), so that's okay. Aside from the interesting choice of actors, the controversial plot of &lt;i&gt;slutty-girl-cheating-husband-martyr-wife &lt;/i&gt;was also a hit among movie goers because many people can relate to it. Although if I've been through what &lt;i&gt;Charmaine&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Christine) has been through, I don't know how I could watch a movie that might open up all the wounds from the past. But oh well, I can't relate to a love-triangle, so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what really makes this movie one of the best are the lines. There definitely weren't any dull moment because everyone is anticipating the next moves made and the next lines thrown in the movie. There were really funny moments, then there's excitement, and then there are these really emotional and dramatic scenes. From time to time, I also couldn't help but get angry at the characters, or pity them at some point. Overall, it made me feel a lot of different emotions and made me ask a lot of questions about relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LINES.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might be some spoilers, but I'm not really explaining them so read at your own risk. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't need your research report because I know the market. I am the market." - Cara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spoken like a true hotel heiress. I'd give anything to be able to afford luxury hotels and vacations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm not a mistress. I never was and I never will be one....... I'm not a mistress.&lt;/i&gt;" - &lt;i&gt;Cara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know what's right or wrong when you deny the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Naku. Huwag na. Baka makita mo pang nilalagyan ko ng lason ang pagkain mo. Joke lang. Medyo off yung humor ko lately eh." -Charmaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how subtle this was delivered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"May party ba si Barney na di ko nalalaman?" -Kitkat's Character&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was epic. This was when Charmaine and Cara saw each other at the department store and they were both wearing purple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Alam mo, the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Pero sa ganda mong yan, siguradong marami kang alam na shortcuts." -Charmaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about awkward. This was uttered during the dinner with the husband and the mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charmaine: "Ano bang mas madaling kalaban? Yung putang mayaman o putang mahirap?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Charmaine's Mom: "Pare-pareho lang yan silang mga puta! Ang pagkakaiba lang, ang putang mayaman, original and Hermes samantalang ang putang mahirap, sa Greenhills lang binili."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say but... WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ang pag-ibig ay isang malaking Quiapo. Maraming snatcher. Maagawan ka. Lumaban ka!" -Charmaine's Mom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Kapag ang lalaki, maya't maya nagpapalit ng babae, ok lang yun! Basta sayo lang umuuwi. Pero pag ang lalaki may suki nang kabit, dun ka na makipaglaban!" -Charmaine's Mom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really wasn't it, but it was something to this effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ganyan talaga pag galing sa makating dikya, nagmamarka." -Charmaine's Mom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was after Christine saw a hickey on Derek, but he claimed he got it from the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ano bang kulang? May mali ba sa niluto ko? Pangit ba ako? -Charmaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eternal question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mali pala ako na baka mahalin niya ako but at the end of the day, ikaw pa rin ang mahal niya; ikaw pa rin ang uuwin niya. Ikaw pa rin ang pinili niya." -Cara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all learn from our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Having fun? Ngayon yes fun, pero pano pag iniwan ka na nya, pano pag pinili na niya asawa niya? Pano pag naiskandalo na pamilya mo, fun pa rin ba?" -Cara's Friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, the world does not only revolve around us. I hate how we make love and having fun an excuse for being irresponsible and for hurting other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WF-PUiKSn54" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely recommending this movie. Watch it, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Spoiler alert!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get how women could forget cheating husbands or boyfriends. Is being men and not being able to resist temptation a valid excuse for cheating? Personally, it's one of the things that I abhor because I value trust and respect a lot. In a situation like this, who is to be blamed, really? The bastard husband? The slut husband-stealer? Or the passive wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this happens to wives or girlfriends, should they put up a fight and confront the mistress? For who? For what? Or should they just endure and wait for their husbands to leave the mistress and come home to them? On the side of the mistress, do they really have a right to demand more from the husbands? Or confront the wives and make them feel more inadequate? Or should they just stay in one side and wait for whatever attention that the cheating, lying, asshole would give them? As for the husband, is it right as long as they're only having fun and they don't get caught? And what if they eventually get caught and the wife walks away, and he suddenly realizes he can't live without her - is it enough that he acknowledge his mistakes, ask for forgiveness, grovel at the wife and tell her he can't live without her? Is it right for him to just throw the mistress to the side just because she's no use to him anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I'd like to blame the husband and the mistress. No loving wife, especially a mother, should be disrespected that way. While I immensely enjoyed the lines, I did not like the character of Anne Curtis one bit. For me, even if she fell in love, she had no right to confront or even get jealous of&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Charmaine, &lt;/i&gt;especially since she knew from the beginning that &lt;i&gt;Rob&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is already married. And I agreed with Charmaine, Cara had no right to demand forgiveness for both Rob and her - not at that moment. Maybe in time, as what actually happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie also made me think about characters and psychological backgrounds. What would drive people to cheat? Especially those people who claim that they love their partner? I think I won't have what it takes to be a mistress. I'm a big believer of the saying: "don't do unto others what you don't want others to do unto you." Karma is definitely a bitch, and I don't want it bitching my way. If I were the wife though, I don't think I can go to the other woman and make a scene. I'm the kind of person who closes up when I'm emotionally affected, especially in a negative way. Although I think I'd breakdown, like what she did at the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE CONCLUSION&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'd give the movie an 8 our of 10. While it gave us a balance insight from different perspective, I did not really appreciate the ending... that everything will turn out okay for everybody, so maybe it's okay to try out new things (like being a mistress, or cheating) once in a while. Indulge my inner monster, but I think something bad should happen to those assholes who deliberately hurt people &lt;i&gt;just for fun&lt;/i&gt;. There's just no excuse for that. Although, as a Christian, I'm quite aware that it is important to love, to forgive, and to give and be given second chances. Anyway, there's always karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4265865069530454784?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4265865069530454784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/review-no-other-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4265865069530454784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4265865069530454784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/review-no-other-woman.html' title='[REVIEW] No Other Woman'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WF-PUiKSn54/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4718526800491625370</id><published>2011-09-23T03:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T03:49:43.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Guy Friends</title><content type='html'>There's a lot to be said about crazy guy friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went out to have dinner with my friends Leonard and Dan. From my home in the 'burbs, I braved the rain and the flooded streets of Davao (&lt;i&gt;the flood was really high in some places!&lt;/i&gt;), just to hang out with them! I had to bail out on them early though because I still had things to do at some mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Embarrassment / The Harassment&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I met them at Bo's, but we eventually decided to explore more food options around the city. And while our main objective was to find a place to eat, we ended up going around downtown Davao in search of the perfect man for me - &lt;i&gt;it was completely their idea! &lt;/i&gt;Our first &lt;i&gt;major&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;stop was in front of Fame along San Pedro St. I was really sure what we were trying to do was a bad idea - but the guys are really decided to break me in into the world of male prostitution - at least I should just talk with guys, they said. At the end, I couldn't and I &lt;b&gt;wouldn't&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;do it, and neither one of the guys are willing to embarrass their selves that way either, so we left Fame without even talking to anybody. Further along San Pedro St., we were stopped by a &lt;i&gt;pimp&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;asking if we were looking for "&lt;i&gt;chix&lt;/i&gt;" (her term, not mine!). I was seated behind the driver seat, and I opted to stay as quiet and as invisible as I could - I was happy just listening in on how Genedel negotiated with the pimp. She couldn't show us girls though, and according to her, there were no guys around the area so that was that. We scoured the length of Quirino and then Uyanguren, but the streets were deserted of any &lt;i&gt;call boys&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Humiliation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before going back to Bo's to retrieve our cars, the guys decided to pass by Central Bank one last time, and that was were the fun really began! He really checked the car to see who the passengers were, and when he saw me, he was kind of dismayed to rent out his girls. My friend was insisting we'll get girls, and that it would be so much better if we can get a guy for me as well so that everyone can &lt;i&gt;supposedly&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;have fun together. I was already really speechless that time, it was kind of humiliating for me to talk to pimps about getting guys like that - as if I was just asking for the specialty lechon kawali in Bankerohan. Crazy! While the girls are crowding at the window, the pimp paraded a couple of guys for me to choose from and I really want to vomit from embarrassment! At the end, we had to give him excuses and then we left. WILD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Judgement&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard dropped Dan, Genedel and me at Bo's. That's were we left our cars earlier. On my way to my car, the crazy ass Genedel shouted "&lt;i&gt;Hey. You're walking funny! Are you okay&lt;/i&gt;?" The ladies seated near my car suddenly looked up at us, and they were really looking at me weird! That's what I get for friends publicly insinuating we had some sort of crazy gangbang! As I was the only rose among the thorns, the two ladies really stared at me as I was riding my car and getting ready to leave the place! And the look they were giving me was a mixture of shock, disbelief and possibly disgust - it was really funny! Especially since they were judging me just like that, as if I was really into orgies or something! HAHA. I could just imagine the kind of conversation that transpired between them after we left the parking lot! CRAZYYYY! That's what I get for responding to Gene's taunts "&lt;i&gt;I'm okay. Next time ulit ha!&lt;/i&gt;" HAHA. WILD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I had quite an eventful night! It's so nice hanging out with the guys again - it was something that I think I really need for my sanity. Plus we made plans for next month! I'm already excited! Watch out for it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs boyfriends when you have awesome guy friends?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;x,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4718526800491625370?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4718526800491625370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/guy-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4718526800491625370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4718526800491625370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/guy-friends.html' title='Guy Friends'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8536208892954158469</id><published>2011-09-21T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T23:35:36.015+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>On Boys and Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.bitterstiletto.com/wp-content/uploads/blog.bitterstiletto.com/2011/08/Decided-to-be-happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://blog.bitterstiletto.com/wp-content/uploads/blog.bitterstiletto.com/2011/08/Decided-to-be-happy.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It bothers me a lot that many of my closest friends have issues that are related to &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and things like that. It makes me wonder if I'm super weird for not being bothered by it. After my super lengthy Carlo infatuation (&lt;i&gt;which was sooooooo high school&lt;/i&gt;), I haven't really liked anyone else. Not for the lack of looking and trying I tell you, but maybe I have learned my lesson? I have to admit thought that my standards are rather high. And I've decided I won't settle for anything less. Maybe that's the reason why I'm not really into looking for intimate relationships and such. Well yes, I do get lonely and envious of people who have boyfriends. For the record, I really really really really want someone who I could hold hands with in the mall, and who I could force to join me for meals when all my friends aren't available. But at this point, please, spare me the commitment. I still can't imagine being tied down to a certain &lt;i&gt;place&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or &lt;i&gt;lifestyle&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;just because of some guy (or girl, &lt;i&gt;who knows, I might turn out to be a lesbian someday - a very hot lesbian at that. haha&lt;/i&gt;). Call me selfish, or just uncaring, but I want to travel the world unencumbered. As much as possible, even my parents stay out of the decisions I make - and I don't want anyone to &lt;i&gt;manipulate&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;me in any way. And besides, I don't think I'm mature enough to handle relationships. Emotionally, I kinda have an idea, but I'm refusing to grow up and start thinking about getting serious and stuff. And well, playing around... hmmmm... I might consider that if Mr. Right Now comes along. That's more like me, I guess... playing around and stuff. &amp;nbsp;I really think that getting too serious about someone - anyone! - at this age (I'm only 22, hello!) is a waste of time. There are sooooo many other more exciting things to do and explore, getting depressed and bothered by some guy is really not worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. That's it for my rants tonight. I just had to let that out, not that anyone asked. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8536208892954158469?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8536208892954158469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-boys-and-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8536208892954158469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8536208892954158469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/on-boys-and-relationships.html' title='On Boys and Relationships'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7838878044324649342</id><published>2011-09-19T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T17:30:22.609+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleepover'/><title type='text'>A Royal Weekend</title><content type='html'>It was another one of our impromptu events - so yeah, it did happen! Omay finally turned 23 (&lt;i&gt;yes! only 3 of us in Eleat are 22 and below ~ arghh Jude! haha&lt;/i&gt;) After minutes of cunning and ruthlessness on our parts, we've decided to buy drinks, balloons, birthday cakes and tarpaulins to make a mini-party during our sleepover! It was supposed to be a surprise, but Omay didn't look very surprised - as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, our celebration &lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="goog_788986598"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was a bit tamed&lt;span id="goog_788986599"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. This year though, the birthday girl is "down" &lt;i&gt;as RB would put it&lt;/i&gt;. Ayyyeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are photos taken during our drinking session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/299888_2206559522448_1201210545_32239802_2004606872_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/299888_2206559522448_1201210545_32239802_2004606872_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tanduay Ice all gone, first Tanduay long neck down, and starting on the next one!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977342567"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977342568"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311789_2206572882782_1201210545_32239833_285935391_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311789_2206572882782_1201210545_32239833_285935391_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us convincing Omay to move and get to bed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320212_2206576122863_1201210545_32239839_575623239_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320212_2206576122863_1201210545_32239839_575623239_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RB and the birthday girl&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look, I have videos too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2206953852306" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2206953852306" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2207980077961" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2207980077961" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2209534236814" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2209534236814" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for RB's &lt;i&gt;best moment&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;of the night&lt;/i&gt;. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/2206578522923" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/2206578522923" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really fun weekend! Hopefully, we'll do this again for RB's birthday next month! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Moy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313545_2206575402845_1201210545_32239837_590145385_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313545_2206575402845_1201210545_32239837_590145385_n.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7838878044324649342?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7838878044324649342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/royal-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7838878044324649342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7838878044324649342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/royal-weekend.html' title='A Royal Weekend'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7649089614722209894</id><published>2011-09-08T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:31:20.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><title type='text'>Together Again</title><content type='html'>Before Chic's flight to Manila, a few of us (but for Donna) got together for coffee. Hurray for impromptu dates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ever busy Doc Omay was finally able to join us. I only get to see her as often as I see Chic and Lady -- not often at all! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.plurk.com/9f62766d9a161f4d46af92f98c2488b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://images.plurk.com/9f62766d9a161f4d46af92f98c2488b1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.plurk.com/03d1176780e98115c216e6ee973dc158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://images.plurk.com/03d1176780e98115c216e6ee973dc158.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of which, it's Omay birthday today! Happy birthday bru! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7649089614722209894?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7649089614722209894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/together-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7649089614722209894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7649089614722209894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/together-again.html' title='Together Again'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8771515410834397796</id><published>2011-09-06T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:51:13.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><title type='text'>Step!</title><content type='html'>Kara is back and they are cuter than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zYoYoBtLqOY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goo Hara is definitely one of my ultimate girl crushes. &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8771515410834397796?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8771515410834397796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/step.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8771515410834397796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8771515410834397796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/step.html' title='Step!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zYoYoBtLqOY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3351154958527208757</id><published>2011-09-02T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T22:41:32.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Dreams are Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08-I_11Is0E/TmDpvCXW73I/AAAAAAAAKhs/4KlLD2hrnPY/s1600/tumblr_lis6boiXLG1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08-I_11Is0E/TmDpvCXW73I/AAAAAAAAKhs/4KlLD2hrnPY/s1600/tumblr_lis6boiXLG1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know exactly where I want to go. I wish I could go back to how it used to be. But it's true what they say, people change - sometimes for the better, other times for the worse. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure I've turned into the latter. But I'm still hoping this is going to be a blessing in disguise. Please let it be a blessing in disguise. I'm not sure how I'll handle it if it's otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3351154958527208757?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3351154958527208757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams-are-forever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3351154958527208757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3351154958527208757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams-are-forever.html' title='Dreams are Forever'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-08-I_11Is0E/TmDpvCXW73I/AAAAAAAAKhs/4KlLD2hrnPY/s72-c/tumblr_lis6boiXLG1qzr04eo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2542670828708568335</id><published>2011-08-30T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T07:17:53.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Surigao, Let's Go!</title><content type='html'>4-day long weekends are few and far between, so we definitely tried to make the most of it. Finally, *&lt;i&gt;drum roll please&lt;/i&gt;* Surigao happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years and years of wanting to go to Surigao del Sur, we finally made it! Well, I practically almost grew up on the place seeing as I used to live a mere 30 minutes away, but my 4 companions are definitely virgins! A lot has happened - things lost, bodies injured, and the never-ending eating - all of these contributed to a well-deserved break from the city life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great change not to go online for the whole weekend, and I barely even got to check my phone! We were so far-removed from &lt;i&gt;civilization&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was really exciting. It became even more exciting when &lt;i&gt;Joey&lt;/i&gt; suddenly decided to show us that she needed a break from the shock we gave her. But Joey's uncooperation aside, I really had the time of my life going back to nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really have to give it to my family for being too hospitable to my unworthy friends. HAHA. My grandmother had really outdone herself and fed us really good food! Thank you Nanay! My aunt Jenny and uncle Toto allowed us to stay in their hotel for free for 3 days and 3 nights! And my uncle Jerry fed and entertained us - I had a hard time keeping myself from laughing actually. I love how supportive the family is despite me hardly ever being there. Sometimes, I feel like a tourist in my own hometown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish my friends had a great time though! It was my first time hosting friends in San Francisco - I honestly didn't have any clear ideas where to bring them because, as I've said, I feel like a stranger there ever since I left 10 years ago. Honestly, I was as excited as the virgins to tour around the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've achieved so many of my goals during the trip - I was able to climb up the highest layer of Tinuy-an Falls, take the boat around the neighboring places of the Enchanted River, drive long distance using an MT vehicle, sunbathe til the sun disappears, and take nice pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317808_2154375897890_1201210545_32193877_3824859_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317808_2154375897890_1201210545_32193877_3824859_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Color Coding: Team &lt;b&gt;Blue&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Team &lt;b&gt;Gray&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately, what was supposed to be a minimal-expense trip turned into a cash flow nightmare! We spent our mornings shopping for food in Mercury Drug, and then we bought most of our meals at Jollibee! I had originally suggested to go to the market, but who wakes up very early on vacation right? So yep. That's 50% of our budget gone for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301707_2154380017993_1201210545_32193879_2185890_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301707_2154380017993_1201210545_32193879_2185890_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the famous &lt;i&gt;Kuya Arnel&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;of Jollibee San Francisco&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our days spent on the road were memorable. We just plan and change them spontaneously along the way. Nothing really predictable for us really! I guess more trips should be done that way so it'll be more exciting! But well, only if I've already been to most of those places. I get jittery when things are not planned out well during trips. sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315809_2154381098020_1201210545_32193883_4074912_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315809_2154381098020_1201210545_32193883_4074912_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tinuyan Falls&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318226_2154458179947_1201210545_32193960_2824636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318226_2154458179947_1201210545_32193960_2824636_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Survivor: &lt;/b&gt;Surigao Edition&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/306420_2154457179922_1201210545_32193959_829970_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/306420_2154457179922_1201210545_32193959_829970_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320545_2154383178072_1201210545_32193889_857166_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320545_2154383178072_1201210545_32193889_857166_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of this trip would have to be Frank's numerous injuries! He fell down 8 steps while we were descending from Tinuy-an falls! Later that evening, he got this really big bruise on his left leg. Thank God there weren't any other injuries from that fall! However, he got injured again the next day - he swam right above some sharp rocks in the beach that gave him some very nasty scratches / wound on his tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294693_2154383578082_1201210545_32193890_3073730_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294693_2154383578082_1201210545_32193890_3073730_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frank's Injury Number 1. Caused by a bad fall in Tinuy-an.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309491_2154384018093_1201210545_32193891_55486_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/309491_2154384018093_1201210545_32193891_55486_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Nanay Ester&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this trip, I also got to go back to our farm. My grandmother suggested we go there to pick some &lt;i&gt;balimbing&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or star fruit - and to take pictures with the carabaos as Lloyd had requested. I haven't eaten balimbing for a long time, and I almost forgot what they taste like! Thankfully, this year's harvest had been very sweet and juicy! The boys sure looked like they had fun climbing the tree and picking the fruits themselves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297307_2154385178122_1201210545_32193894_465370_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297307_2154385178122_1201210545_32193894_465370_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post-balimbing Picking&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313595_2154387058169_1201210545_32193897_1440603_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313595_2154387058169_1201210545_32193897_1440603_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The famous SKY LAB&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/301919_2154384338101_1201210545_32193892_5061529_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/301919_2154384338101_1201210545_32193892_5061529_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Another trip highlight would have to be getting stuck in the middle of nowhere because Joey's battery couldn't take it anymore. Talk about a nightmare ~ especially since I was driving! We stopped right in the middle of the road while I was halfway doing a U-turn. The boys had to go down to push the car! Hurray for M/T transmissions! We looked for a local mechanic, and was stuck in Lianga for a couple of hours at noon!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/321205_2154387658184_1201210545_32193898_5582817_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/321205_2154387658184_1201210545_32193898_5582817_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "DISTRESS CALL"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309625_2154388338201_1201210545_32193901_4452479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309625_2154388338201_1201210545_32193901_4452479_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1-2-3 push!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/313706_2154387858189_1201210545_32193899_4273919_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/313706_2154387858189_1201210545_32193899_4273919_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the stranded tourists...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thank goodness the place we went to was worth it! Talk about having family connections. We got to use a family friend's private beach house - an enormous place just for the 5 of us! Of course we availed of the rocks, the trees, the sands and the beach - PHOTO SHOOT GALORE! And well, I just had to lie in the sand and sleep while trying to get tanned from the setting sun. AHHHHHHH ~ relaxation!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313086_2154365177622_1201210545_32193845_6969053_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313086_2154365177622_1201210545_32193845_6969053_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the perfect vacation setting....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300413_2154365777637_1201210545_32193848_7011860_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300413_2154365777637_1201210545_32193848_7011860_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jump!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297431_2154366657659_1201210545_32193853_2820039_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297431_2154366657659_1201210545_32193853_2820039_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some sun, sand and boozing was really a great way to cap off the long weekend. I was the only one who wasn't drunk - but seeing my friends so out of it got me throwing my inhibitions to the wind as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to things we never did, to things we've done, to things we want to do, and to things that we will be doing! Cheers to revelations, and keeping secrets, and having a good laugh! Cheers to humongous smiles, and sunburnt skins and sticky bodies! Cheers to exclusive islands and beaches! Cheers to chocolates and other happy food! And cheers to a vacation well spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the next road trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;CREDITS:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Photos by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://llowidz.tumblr.com/"&gt;Lloyd Fontilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2542670828708568335?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2542670828708568335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/surigao-lets-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2542670828708568335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2542670828708568335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/surigao-lets-go.html' title='Surigao, Let&apos;s Go!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Surigao del Sur, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>8.9950309 126.0023225</georss:point><georss:box>7.9913544 124.738895 9.9987074 127.26575000000001</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3630764552129229473</id><published>2011-08-20T07:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T07:29:29.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>There's been a lot going on with me lately. I started my MBA last June. While I'm juggling both my acads and a double-work load, I have also decided to take up Mandarin classes on my spare days. I must be crazy for doing all these things, but a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do right? I have to make a lot of sacrifices though - in terms of my time mostly. Hopefully, all's well that ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for my next scheduled trip abroad. It won't be for another 6 months, but I'm going back to Hong Kong! I'll be going with friends from grade school - how exciting! I originally wanted to go back there for my birthday, but I'll have to pick another country instead ~ Malaysia? Bangkok? Taiwan? It would be cool if I travel alone, yes? I'm still mustering up the courage to do that though. Anyway, I'm really just excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydailymotivator.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/the-pursuit-of-happiness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://mydailymotivator.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/the-pursuit-of-happiness.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day...&lt;br /&gt;"Clear up your debts first before you start saving."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3630764552129229473?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3630764552129229473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/mixed-emotions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3630764552129229473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3630764552129229473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5175544915154195530</id><published>2011-08-18T12:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T12:49:00.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga's "You and I"</title><content type='html'>When it first came out, I was almost afraid to like the songs in Lady Gaga's most recent album. While I don't discriminate between religions, I can't help but think that her new songs are blasphemous. But well, Lady Gaga and a lot of her fans claim that she's just being a good Christian, her ways to express them are not in line with what I believe in. You read the lyrics and some of them are really good, but the music videos can be a bit too much. And while we are in the case of her music videos, I really don't find anything about her fashionable anymore! It ended after Bad Romance, I think.&amp;nbsp;But that's not the point here really. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to share this one song that I really took a liking in her album: You and I. I love the more mellow music, and the lyrics are nice too. I really appreciate Stefani's song writing skills. And the music video just came out. I have to say, this is way better than her most recent MV releases. My favorite parts would have to be from 1:30 - 2:10 of the MV - it's a different side to Lady Gaga. I can feel her as an "artist" there for some reasons. Anyway, I'll stop ranting here. The music video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X9YMU0WeBwU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You And I"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s been a long time since I came around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been a long time but I’m back in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time I’m not leaving without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You taste like whiskey when you kiss me, oooh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’ll give anything again to be your baby doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time I’m not leaving without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He said sit back down where you belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the corner of my bar with your high heels on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit back down on the couch where we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made love for first time and you said to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something ‘bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah something about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It`s been two years since I let you go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn’t listen to a joke or rock `n roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muscle cars drove a truck right through my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On my birthday you sing me a heart of gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With a guitar humming and no clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time I'm not leaving without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooh-oh ooh-oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit back down where you belong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the corner of my bar with your high heels on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit back down on the couch where we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;made love for first time and you said to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something ‘bout lonely nights and my lipstick on your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about my cool Nebraska guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah something about&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I, I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah! I'd rather die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C’mon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Put your drinks up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got a whole lot of money, but we still pay rent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;‘Cause you can’t buy a house in Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There’s only three men that Imma serve my whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s my daddy and Nebraska and Jesus Christ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about the chase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Six whole years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a New York woman, born to run you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So have my lipstick all over your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something, something about just knowing when it's right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So put your drinks up, for Nebraska&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Nebraska, Nebraska, I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby! I rather die!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nebraska! I rather die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Without yoü and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s been a long time since I came around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been a long time but I’m back in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This time I’m not leaving without you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5175544915154195530?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5175544915154195530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/lady-gagas-you-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5175544915154195530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5175544915154195530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/lady-gagas-you-and-i.html' title='Lady Gaga&apos;s &quot;You and I&quot;'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/X9YMU0WeBwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2472311084607406182</id><published>2011-08-15T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:50:26.627+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corporate World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real Life'/><title type='text'>Stop Coddling the Super-Rich</title><content type='html'>Copied this post &lt;a href="http://oursocialife.com/index.php/blogs/entry/270-stop-coddling-the-super-richStop"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Great essay! Very insightful!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #555555; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="kicker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="kicker" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Op-Ed Contributor&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h1 class="articleHeadline" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 31px; line-height: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-rendering: optimizelegibility;"&gt;Stop Coddling the Super-Rich&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h6 class="byline" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;By WARREN E. BUFFETT&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="dateline" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Published: August 14, 2011&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="articleBody" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;OUR leaders have asked for “shared sacrifice.” But when they did the asking, they spared me. I checked with my mega-rich friends to learn what pain they were expecting. They, too, were left untouched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;While the poor and middle class fight for us in Afghanistan, and while most Americans struggle to make ends meet, we mega-rich continue to get our extraordinary tax breaks. Some of us are investment managers who earn billions from our daily labors but are allowed to classify our income as “carried interest,” thereby getting a bargain 15 percent tax rate. Others own stock index futures for 10 minutes and have 60 percent of their gain taxed at 15 percent, as if they’d been long-term investors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;These and other blessings are showered upon us by legislators in Washington who feel compelled to protect us, much as if we were spotted owls or some other endangered species. It’s nice to have friends in high places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Last year my federal tax bill — the income tax I paid, as well as payroll taxes paid by me and on my behalf — was $6,938,744. That sounds like a lot of money. But what I paid was only 17.4 percent of my taxable income — and that’s actually a lower percentage than was paid by any of the other 20 people in our office. Their tax burdens ranged from 33 percent to 41 percent and averaged 36 percent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;If you make money with money, as some of my super-rich friends do, your percentage may be a bit lower than mine. But if you earn money from a job, your percentage will surely exceed mine — most likely by a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;To understand why, you need to examine the sources of government revenue. Last year about 80 percent of these revenues came from personal income taxes and payroll taxes. The mega-rich pay income taxes at a rate of 15 percent on most of their earnings but pay practically nothing in payroll taxes. It’s a different story for the middle class: typically, they fall into the 15 percent and 25 percent income tax brackets, and then are hit with heavy payroll taxes to boot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Back in the 1980s and 1990s, tax rates for the rich were far higher, and my percentage rate was in the middle of the pack. According to a theory I sometimes hear, I should have thrown a fit and refused to invest because of the elevated tax rates on capital gains and dividends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I didn’t refuse, nor did others. I have worked with investors for 60 years and I have yet to see anyone — not even when capital gains rates were 39.9 percent in 1976-77 — shy away from a sensible investment because of the tax rate on the potential gain. People invest to make money, and potential taxes have never scared them off. And to those who argue that higher rates hurt job creation, I would note that a net of nearly 40 million jobs were added between 1980 and 2000. You know what’s happened since then: lower tax rates and far lower job creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Since 1992, the I.R.S. has compiled data from the returns of the 400 Americans reporting the largest income. In 1992, the top 400 had aggregate taxable income of $16.9 billion and paid federal taxes of 29.2 percent on that sum. In 2008, the aggregate income of the highest 400 had soared to $90.9 billion — a staggering $227.4 million on average — but the rate paid had fallen to 21.5 percent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;The taxes I refer to here include only federal income tax, but you can be sure that any payroll tax for the 400 was inconsequential compared to income. In fact, 88 of the 400 in 2008 reported no wages at all, though every one of them reported capital gains. Some of my brethren may shun work but they all like to invest. (I can relate to that.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;I know well many of the mega-rich and, by and large, they are very decent people. They love America and appreciate the opportunity this country has given them. Many have joined the Giving Pledge, promising to give most of their wealth to philanthropy. Most wouldn’t mind being told to pay more in taxes as well, particularly when so many of their fellow citizens are truly suffering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Twelve members of Congress will soon take on the crucial job of rearranging our country’s finances. They’ve been instructed to devise a plan that reduces the 10-year deficit by at least $1.5 trillion. It’s vital, however, that they achieve far more than that. Americans are rapidly losing faith in the ability of Congress to deal with our country’s fiscal problems. Only action that is immediate, real and very substantial will prevent that doubt from morphing into hopelessness. That feeling can create its own reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Job one for the 12 is to pare down some future promises that even a rich America can’t fulfill. Big money must be saved here. The 12 should then turn to the issue of revenues. I would leave rates for 99.7 percent of taxpayers unchanged and continue the current 2-percentage-point reduction in the employee contribution to the payroll tax. This cut helps the poor and the middle class, who need every break they can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;But for those making more than $1 million — there were 236,883 such households in 2009 — I would raise rates immediately on taxable income in excess of $1 million, including, of course, dividends and capital gains. And for those who make $10 million or more — there were 8,274 in 2009 — I would suggest an additional increase in rate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;My friends and I have been coddled long enough by a billionaire-friendly Congress. It’s time for our government to get serious about shared sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="authorIdentification" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 15px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Warren E. Buffett is the chairman and chief executive of Berkshire Hathaway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2472311084607406182?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2472311084607406182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/stop-coddling-super-rich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2472311084607406182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2472311084607406182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/stop-coddling-super-rich.html' title='Stop Coddling the Super-Rich'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6465711098003377640</id><published>2011-08-09T01:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T01:59:24.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPop'/><title type='text'>I'm Your Super Girl</title><content type='html'>Allow me to indulge my inner fan girl. You have been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was hyping the newest album released by Super Junior so it got me curious. I watched their Mr. Simple video and decided it wasn't as addicting as &lt;i&gt;Sorry Sorry&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;so I wasn't really very into it. But for some reasons, I did watch their comeback stage and heard their intro song &lt;i&gt;Superman&lt;/i&gt;. BAM! WHOOSH! BLAGSH! I fell in love instantly ~ Heechul and Kyuhyun oppa! (The boys were dressed better for Superman than for Mr. Simple, IMHO). And the last part was really catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/awK8iEXvjeU" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I cried a lot when I read the translation for this song and it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Should I pluck the stars for you, count them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;One, two, three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;With the stars we’ve lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;We are thirteen stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part right there really broke my heart. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just wait for me SS4. I definitely won't miss you for the world! Super Junior, the last man standing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6465711098003377640?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6465711098003377640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-your-super-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6465711098003377640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6465711098003377640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-your-super-girl.html' title='I&apos;m Your Super Girl'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/awK8iEXvjeU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2537565476730665756</id><published>2011-08-01T02:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T02:11:08.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Sundays and Friends</title><content type='html'>It's nice to spend Sunday night with a few friends, just talking about the most random stuffs in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283828_2055608562252_1605742331_1983406_5577262_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/283828_2055608562252_1605742331_1983406_5577262_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago, it would have never crossed my mind that I'll be hanging out with the three of them from time to time. But it's nice to spend time with new friends. It makes one less stranger in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Update 08/09/11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly realized how short and squat I really am. Just like a teapot. FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2537565476730665756?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2537565476730665756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-nice-to-spend-sunday-night-with-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2537565476730665756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2537565476730665756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-nice-to-spend-sunday-night-with-few.html' title='Sundays and Friends'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8692961938822385764</id><published>2011-08-01T01:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:30:49.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Life Without Apologies</title><content type='html'>I ready somewhere that we shouldn't apologize for anything - especially about our feelings. We could do that by not doing anything that needs apologizing in the first place. It's so easy to say, yet so hard to do, right? Well, here are some baby steps you can take to get you to that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jenniepperson.com/"&gt;SOURCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I do it, you do it, I think it’s a very Filipino thing – We like saying “sorry”. A LOT. You accidentally bump someone in a crowded place, the response is “sorry!” You can’t hear someone too well, you go “I’m sorry?” You’re not even sure if you’ve done anything wrong, yet automatically, you say it! Sorry, sorry, sorry! It’s a cultural thing mostly, but here is something I would like to share with all of you ghels, bhoys, and gheys that would make you realize that stopping this simple habit can empower you beyond expectations. Read on, it’s life changing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://theoatmeal.com/comics/interviewees" style="color: #b29694; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-1893" height="442" src="http://jenniepperson.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/apologizer.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; max-width: 600px;" title="JenniEpperson+OatmealCartoon" width="606" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“What You Think of Me Is None of My Business”&lt;br /&gt;How To Be More Powerfully In Control Of Your Choices By Living Without Apology&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peertrainer.com/how_to_live_without_apology.aspx" style="color: #b29694; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;" target="_blank"&gt;BY JOSHUA WAYNE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;“If you’re feel like you’re living apologetically, then it’s useful to understand that in all likelihood this is something you learned to do a long time ago. There’s no reason to dwell on the fact, but it is often helpful to understand that the belief system behind feeling this way originated a long time ago, in a childhood far, far away….”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The title of this article is one of my favorite sayings, and it’s the perfect introduction to answer a great question I received the other day. Here’s the question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;“In module 9 of the Point of No Return Program on food and relationships, you speak about “living without apology”. This resonated with me because I feel like I’m always apologizing for everything. I apologize when I order a salad instead of a cheeseburger by always saying, well I have a big event coming up, so I really need to watch what I’m eating”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I see other people do this as well. They “apologize” for their order with this: “I’m ordering a salad with grilled chicken because you should see what I ate last night! Margaritas, chips and salsa – I must have eaten three bowls of chips alone!” Why say anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;It’s everyone’s dream to live without apology but no matter how many quotes we see, we take a step in that direction and we get hit so hard with a snarky comment that we go back to making excuses and “living with apology”. How do you start to have the confidence – what is the first step to living life without apology?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is a great question, and a book could easily be written on the subject. So while I’m not going to write a book on the topic (here and now anyway), I do want to give you a substantial answer because this question gives rise to a number of important things to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Before I get into the specific steps you want to take to begin living without apology, here are three background ideas I want to point out that will first help us understand this issue more deeply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Own Your Power.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;First and foremost, living with apology is the result of not owning your power. What do I mean here by power? It’s a few things really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;• It’s your sense and belief that you are okay just as you are, for who you are; in other words, it’s your self-worth. It’s also knowing that your self-worth originates inside and isn’t dependent on how others are responding to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;• It’s your “knowingness” that you CAN get and create what you want in your life; and that you deserve to have those things. (This is a big issue for many people – they do not really believe that they deserve what they want).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;• It’s your ability to trust your instincts and be confident in your decisions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The Key Concept Of This Article:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Living with apology is the opposite of owning your power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Instead, you’re giving it away; you’re leaving it out on the curb for others to pick up and cart away. Most people are used to giving away their power like they’re Skittles on Halloween.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So the first step to living without apology is learning how to own your power, instead of incessantly giving it away to others. More on that shortly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) Whose Approval Are You Looking For Anyhow?&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the core of living with apology is needing others approval. It’s as if you’re saying “Approve of me! Please, approve of me! Like me! I don’t want you to think poorly of me. I’ll be the person who you need and want me to be, just approve of me so I can relax and feel like I’m okay and feel that I’m going to be okay.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This need for the approval of others is driven by fear, so the question to ask here is, “If others don’t approve of me, what am I afraid would happen?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Would you be ostracized? Exiled? Left alone to wither and die? Would you be somehow not okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;I know these things sound extreme and irrational, but it’s important to remember that most of our fears are irrational as well. If you really dissect the fears you walk around with on a daily basis, they start to seem very absurd. But that doesn’t mean that they don’t eat up the lion’s share of energy in our lives. So really ask yourself what you’re afraid of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Who Are You Apologizing To, Anyhow?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;If you’re feel like you’re living apologetically, then it’s useful to understand that in all likelihood this is something you learned to do a long time ago. There’s no reason to dwell on the fact, but it is often helpful to understand that the belief system behind feeling this way originated a long time ago, in a childhood far, far away….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Somewhere along the way you made the decision, based on the feedback from the people around you (maybe your parents, maybe the other kids in your 5th grade class, maybe your teachers or neighbors), not to trust your feelings, thoughts and instincts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cartoonstock.com/" style="color: #b29694; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1882 aligncenter" height="281" src="http://jenniepperson.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/jcon2009l.png" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; max-width: 600px;" title="JenniEpperson+CartoonStock" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe you were outright told things that made you doubt yourself and want to seek approval like:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;• “You have no right to speak to me that way”&lt;br /&gt;• “Don’t raise your voice at me”&lt;br /&gt;• “Don’t be a crybaby.”&lt;br /&gt;• “Stop being so selfish.” “It’s always about you, isn’t it?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe you just felt smaller/less athletic/poorer/less intelligent/fatter/less attractive/etc than the other kids in the class and that somehow gave you the idea that you were “less than”, less important, or overall not as good as others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Either way, what probably got affected was your – I’m about to invent a word here, so bear with me – “okayness.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Your okayness is your simple, basic fundamental sense that there is nothing wrong with you. That you’re not fundamentally screwed up or damaged goods; that your feelings, thoughts and emotional responses to things are okay and not “wrong”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;When you lack a solid, consistent sense of okayness, you often feel like you need the approval of others, because it’s through that approval that you find at least a temporary sense of okayness. You feel okay, safe and on solid ground as long as the people around you are happy with you. One more thought on this: if your parents didn’t have that sense of “okayness” for themselves, there’s virtually no way they could have passed it onto you. Though not intentional, it’s almost certain that the communication in your home and the emotional modeling you received from them was 100% set-up to assure that you don’t have it as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So regardless of your specific story, understand that the seeds of this come from the past, and you truly can start to let it go and leave it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So How Then Do We Learn to Live Without Apology?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So this all sounds fine and dandy, but how do I start making things different in my life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: normal; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here are 4 specific tools to begin working with:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;1) Internalize this core idea: What You Think of Me Is None of My Business. Other people’s hang-ups and judgments about you really have very little to do with you to begin with. It’s ALWAYS way more about them than it is about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Assuming you’re being a good person and trying to do the right thing, judgments from others are typically about them and their own need to make themselves feel better by being critical of others. Get in the habit of making it about them. Remind yourself that other people’s negativity is not about you; it’s about them. This should become your mantra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;While we’re on the subject, even if it was about you, so what? Even if somebody did think you were a jerk, so what? What they think of you is none of your business! It’s their negativity and nonsense to deal with. If they want to waste their time finding fault in others, let them. You have better things to do with your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;The more important question to ask here is “am I okay with myself and my reasons for doing the things I do?” If not, then you obviously need to take an inventory about the kinds of choices you’re making. But if you’re trying to be the nicest, best person you can be, then let other people’s hang-ups be their own. Let go of it! Literally see yourself letting go of all the threads of anxiety you hold in connection to other’s evaluation of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Imagine you’re literally on a beach, holding those threads of anxiety. Now just let them go and watch them get carried out to sea…disappearing for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;2) “No” Is A Complete Sentence. This is a very important principle to remember: “No” is a complete sentence. You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, and you don’t have to offer an explanation for it. You can say “No” to cheesecake or a glass of wine for no other reason than you don’t want it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;You can order whatever the heck you want from a menu without an explanation. You don’t owe anybody an explanation. If they seem annoyed, just take a deep breath, smile and relax into yourself and the choice you want to make; and remember what I said in #1 above: don’t take their issues on! It’s not about you anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;While you’re at it, you can also eliminate “because” from your vocabulary in these situations too. You don’t need any other “because” in your life other than “because it’s what I want.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;3) Take Risks. Also understand that when you start doing the things you want without apology, it might feel a bit uncomfortable at first. You may desperately feel like you need to explain yourself so others won’t think you’re and idiot/screwed-up/selfish/annoying/insert word of your choice here that describes the fear scenario you create in your head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is no reason not to do it. In fact, it’s exactly why you should do it. Get comfortable with a bit of discomfort. That’s how we grow as individuals. That’s how we build new, healthy habits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So just start living without apology. Step into it. Own your power. Stop giving a crap what others think of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;If you find yourself paralyzed by fear of what others might think you then – and I mean this with the utmost care and respect- GET OVER IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Take the risk and speak your mind. Order what you want. Say “no” when you feel “no”. Own it. Let it go and get over it. It’s time to move on in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;4) Forgive Others For Their Imperfections. Owning your power and living without apology does not necessarily mean taking an aggressive position towards others. Sure, there may be times when you need to set boundaries with others and put them in their place, but owning your power is really much more about YOU and how YOU approach things from the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;In fact, it’s actually important that you forgive others for their imperfections. It does nothing but harm YOU to carry around anger and resentment towards others. In fact, you should always strive to have harmonious thoughts and feelings towards others. You’ll be a much happier person as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So remember that just as their thoughts and judgments have nothing to do with you, your own need for approval really has nothing to do with them. So forgive others for their imperfections – because we all have them – and be compassionate, positive and nice, and move on with things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Last thought on this: if you do have genuinely toxic people in your life, get rid of them. Stop calling them. Stop emailing them. They’ll get the point. Get them out of your life. Don’t walk around carrying anger and negativity towards them. It just poisons your own mind and harms you, so just remove them from your life. If you see them in public, be cordial and move on. Again, they’ll get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So in closing, there are a lot of ideas and things to think about in this article. If I had to sum up the most essential take-away message if you find yourself struggling with this issue, it would be this: just start making different choices. Start doing and saying what you want and forget what others might think in response. Break through whatever wall of fear may be holding you back. Feel the fear and proceed anyhow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Fear is a great indication that you’re on the threshold of growth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;So push through it, and realize that you’ll still be standing and you’ll still be breathing on the other side of it. Remember: what others think about you is none of your business, so stop holding yourself back or editing what you want for fear of how others will perceive you. Find your own okayness. Claim it. Own it. It’s about time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;-Joshua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://excusemebooks.com/" style="color: #b29694; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; text-transform: uppercase;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="size-full wp-image-1883 alignnone" height="438" src="http://jenniepperson.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/1-Excuse-me-cover-copy-SQUARE.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; max-width: 600px;" title="JenniEpperson+ExcuseMe" width="501" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;Live without apology. Own your power, and own your life. We all make choices and we should stand for them! I say, instead of muttering “sorry” every five minutes, we should learn how to say “excuse me” instead. Isn’t that far better than apologizing? They say old habits are hard to change, but it’s NEVER impossible! Let’s all start today,&lt;em style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #88898a; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', 'Book Antiqua', Palatino, serif !important; font-size: 14px; line-height: 1.3em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;EXCUSE ME, I have to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8692961938822385764?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8692961938822385764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-ready-somewhere-that-we-shouldnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8692961938822385764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8692961938822385764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-ready-somewhere-that-we-shouldnt.html' title='Life Without Apologies'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2327174595580098408</id><published>2011-08-01T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:21:44.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Anti-Stress Kit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatthehealthmag.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/stress_headbang4.gif?w=500&amp;amp;h=580" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://whatthehealthmag.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/stress_headbang4.gif?w=500&amp;amp;h=580" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2327174595580098408?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2327174595580098408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/anti-stress-kit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2327174595580098408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2327174595580098408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/anti-stress-kit.html' title='The Anti-Stress Kit'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7489428563615825949</id><published>2011-08-01T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:20:07.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>The Twenty-Something Crisis</title><content type='html'>I'm reposting this again because it's always almost perfectly describes my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stress-management-for-peak-performance.com/images/definition_of_stress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.stress-management-for-peak-performance.com/images/definition_of_stress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Quarter Life Crisis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anonymous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn’t know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren’t exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren’t so great after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You are beginning to understand yourself and what you want and do not want. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not. You are insecure and then secure. You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you or you lay in bed and wonder why you can’t meet anyone decent enough to get to know better. You love someone but maybe love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you are not a bad person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap and getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while wining the race would be great, right now you’d just like to be a contender!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Stressful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7489428563615825949?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7489428563615825949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/twenty-something-crisis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7489428563615825949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7489428563615825949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/08/twenty-something-crisis.html' title='The Twenty-Something Crisis'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-450627026033852506</id><published>2011-07-29T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T01:20:07.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current mood'/><title type='text'>Too Tired For Words</title><content type='html'>There are no words to describe how I feel right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tkz9KPxPL0A/TaPN051KuNI/AAAAAAAABmM/rHuWrU7eMHI/s400/tired+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tkz9KPxPL0A/TaPN051KuNI/AAAAAAAABmM/rHuWrU7eMHI/s320/tired+4.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://onlyfunnyjokes.com/bestoftheweb/photos/2010/04/tired-lion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://onlyfunnyjokes.com/bestoftheweb/photos/2010/04/tired-lion.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-450627026033852506?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/450627026033852506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-tired-for-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/450627026033852506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/450627026033852506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/too-tired-for-words.html' title='Too Tired For Words'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tkz9KPxPL0A/TaPN051KuNI/AAAAAAAABmM/rHuWrU7eMHI/s72-c/tired+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-957684288062813016</id><published>2011-07-25T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T02:22:14.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self Portraits'/><title type='text'>Bang Bang Bangs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have always wanted to get full bangs, but I've never had the courage to get one - until yesterday that is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0qi65C-hmQ/TixfiLuByyI/AAAAAAAAKcg/NYCJl6BRY4w/s1600/253396_1825863251636_1391917826_31534065_8204641_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0qi65C-hmQ/TixfiLuByyI/AAAAAAAAKcg/NYCJl6BRY4w/s400/253396_1825863251636_1391917826_31534065_8204641_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was always afraid it'll make my face larger. But the hair stylist, &lt;b&gt;Davon &lt;/b&gt;of &lt;b&gt;Mary Pauline Salon&lt;/b&gt;, decided to get me some full bangs. What can I do? I just sat there and closed my eyes and when I opened them... BANG! I have full bangs!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7HiH77Woyw/Tixfi2jzOuI/AAAAAAAAKck/C6hM5rzR7sU/s1600/284714_1825861131583_1391917826_31534062_6538564_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7HiH77Woyw/Tixfi2jzOuI/AAAAAAAAKck/C6hM5rzR7sU/s400/284714_1825861131583_1391917826_31534062_6538564_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think my reaction then was priceless - I even screamed a little. HAHA. My God. I really finally got some bangs! WATDAEFF. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm really enjoying it so far though. I think everyone agreed that I looked younger. My face has become rounder, but it's a new look for me so whatever. My face has always been round anyway! HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fF4EpxYxR6E/Tixfj43DcmI/AAAAAAAAKco/pPyp7PMfrwk/s1600/282164_1825848331263_1391917826_31534022_2634006_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fF4EpxYxR6E/Tixfj43DcmI/AAAAAAAAKco/pPyp7PMfrwk/s320/282164_1825848331263_1391917826_31534022_2634006_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DA8nD4kjD5E/Tixfmvt9nJI/AAAAAAAAKc4/c-sZwj7WGlo/s1600/216900_1825832330863_1391917826_31533969_7344092_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DA8nD4kjD5E/Tixfmvt9nJI/AAAAAAAAKc4/c-sZwj7WGlo/s320/216900_1825832330863_1391917826_31533969_7344092_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love how the bangs make me look so K-Pop! With the glasses on, I can try to pretend I look like a Korean! So kyoooot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna have my hair colored very soon! I'll get lighter tresses this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQXodAbIAog/TixfhuHIINI/AAAAAAAAKcc/0zgvOFpeg7Q/s1600/282506_1825869811800_1391917826_31534076_7717417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQXodAbIAog/TixfhuHIINI/AAAAAAAAKcc/0zgvOFpeg7Q/s320/282506_1825869811800_1391917826_31534076_7717417_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXd8w2HvmaE/TixfktICM4I/AAAAAAAAKcs/rB_O8E4A4gg/s1600/268786_1825846851226_1391917826_31534014_2310514_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AXd8w2HvmaE/TixfktICM4I/AAAAAAAAKcs/rB_O8E4A4gg/s320/268786_1825846851226_1391917826_31534014_2310514_n.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AQBOGyURlqQ/Tixfo5BbvUI/AAAAAAAAKdE/O6iJP2EIRns/s320/185551_1825825650696_1391917826_31533959_1791048_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8GofuysNF0g/TixfpnVRB1I/AAAAAAAAKdI/5J7mHPyP0Eg/s1600/253271_1825822130608_1391917826_31533952_4141193_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8GofuysNF0g/TixfpnVRB1I/AAAAAAAAKdI/5J7mHPyP0Eg/s320/253271_1825822130608_1391917826_31533952_4141193_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you to my ever supportive friends for screaming and laughing with/at me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7MowUhI0hY/TixfqXEewDI/AAAAAAAAKdM/O_EbrFVZb-w/s1600/263253_10150241932826218_595636217_7977435_2391052_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7MowUhI0hY/TixfqXEewDI/AAAAAAAAKdM/O_EbrFVZb-w/s640/263253_10150241932826218_595636217_7977435_2391052_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Lloyd Fontilla&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Visit...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary Pauline Salon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2nd Floor LDL Building&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Bonifacio St. (&lt;i&gt;near UIC&lt;/i&gt;), Davao City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;See you there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Telai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-957684288062813016?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/957684288062813016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/bang-bang-bangs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/957684288062813016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/957684288062813016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/bang-bang-bangs.html' title='Bang Bang Bangs!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0qi65C-hmQ/TixfiLuByyI/AAAAAAAAKcg/NYCJl6BRY4w/s72-c/253396_1825863251636_1391917826_31534065_8204641_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2539767609997311319</id><published>2011-07-22T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:22:21.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Nanay's Birthday</title><content type='html'>What a super late post! But I only saw the photos recently so I have my excuse right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the photos I took from my grandma's birthday last May. We went to San Francisco and stayed overnight to surprise &lt;i&gt;Nanay&lt;/i&gt;. Sorry, the pictures are blurred though ~ and I took them in black and white (what was I thinking?!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6z48LIx4RI/TihP9HTRtRI/AAAAAAAAKb8/dGEBpXdU6Zw/s1600/DSC09336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6z48LIx4RI/TihP9HTRtRI/AAAAAAAAKb8/dGEBpXdU6Zw/s640/DSC09336.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlxMs_J3qqI/TihQJ12qZSI/AAAAAAAAKcA/hK2Txppwo6A/s1600/DSC09346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlxMs_J3qqI/TihQJ12qZSI/AAAAAAAAKcA/hK2Txppwo6A/s640/DSC09346.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooLxxALhQTc/TihQTdmpxbI/AAAAAAAAKcE/RHjXNIXFUyE/s1600/DSC09356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ooLxxALhQTc/TihQTdmpxbI/AAAAAAAAKcE/RHjXNIXFUyE/s640/DSC09356.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a really fun gathering for all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2539767609997311319?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2539767609997311319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/nanays-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2539767609997311319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2539767609997311319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/nanays-birthday.html' title='Nanay&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_6z48LIx4RI/TihP9HTRtRI/AAAAAAAAKb8/dGEBpXdU6Zw/s72-c/DSC09336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2702653208366975895</id><published>2011-07-22T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:09:17.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishlist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>iLust</title><content type='html'>For some reasons, I've stopped wanting an iPod Touch lately. Instead, I'm lusting for the Samsung Galaxy Tab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-eDQkkysaE/TihOjtktRrI/AAAAAAAAKb4/rb40wgkOD28/s1600/samsung-galaxy-tab-ofic-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="492" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-eDQkkysaE/TihOjtktRrI/AAAAAAAAKb4/rb40wgkOD28/s640/samsung-galaxy-tab-ofic-1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sold on the idea when it first came out. But I really really really want one now. I was told to wait for the newer tab, but I prefer this one - smaller and with a phone connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody please get me this as an advance birthday / Christmas gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2702653208366975895?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2702653208366975895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/ilust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2702653208366975895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2702653208366975895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/ilust.html' title='iLust'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-eDQkkysaE/TihOjtktRrI/AAAAAAAAKb4/rb40wgkOD28/s72-c/samsung-galaxy-tab-ofic-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2047931184185568132</id><published>2011-07-11T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:19:42.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Because I feel like I haven't been posting pictures lately, allow me to share some photos from the past few months that I've only just uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dRUOy0H7PM/ThqEHCZjPAI/AAAAAAAAKYY/t0aYnK7uhLY/s1600/Photo0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dRUOy0H7PM/ThqEHCZjPAI/AAAAAAAAKYY/t0aYnK7uhLY/s400/Photo0008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime last March&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpQw1Vw0zV8/ThqELnEIzWI/AAAAAAAAKYc/fhSyI8pvGlA/s1600/Photo0067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vpQw1Vw0zV8/ThqELnEIzWI/AAAAAAAAKYc/fhSyI8pvGlA/s400/Photo0067.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bosses and Aris with Aiza Seguerra in Mati&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlf86qt3QHM/ThqEPoBJOAI/AAAAAAAAKYg/h2XyyEyAs9M/s1600/Photo0109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mlf86qt3QHM/ThqEPoBJOAI/AAAAAAAAKYg/h2XyyEyAs9M/s400/Photo0109.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally! Red Mango in Davao! And oh, Tricia Gosingtian sighting!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NSG3fS5nTo/ThqEW9ptNbI/AAAAAAAAKYk/L56CNAQlqTE/s1600/IMG_2509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NSG3fS5nTo/ThqEW9ptNbI/AAAAAAAAKYk/L56CNAQlqTE/s400/IMG_2509.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Cams&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OanN1XrxZNA/ThqEXst6WiI/AAAAAAAAKYo/3QTktOpoH0Q/s1600/IMG_2501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OanN1XrxZNA/ThqEXst6WiI/AAAAAAAAKYo/3QTktOpoH0Q/s400/IMG_2501.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZjXUC8YED0/ThqEaMCF0II/AAAAAAAAKYs/B722VArmoXk/s1600/IMG_2511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZjXUC8YED0/ThqEaMCF0II/AAAAAAAAKYs/B722VArmoXk/s400/IMG_2511.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salon-ized&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PyXDibQXNGc/ThqEbboLKxI/AAAAAAAAKYw/m0gMuY3q7W4/s1600/IMG_2512.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PyXDibQXNGc/ThqEbboLKxI/AAAAAAAAKYw/m0gMuY3q7W4/s400/IMG_2512.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cams, Me and Lady&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ND3gIjPilGk/ThqEpAWdYVI/AAAAAAAAKY0/ZKlEPkcDX4Y/s1600/IMG_2449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" id=":current_picnik_image" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ND3gIjPilGk/ThqEpAWdYVI/AAAAAAAAKY0/ZKlEPkcDX4Y/s400/IMG_2449.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Farty, sleeping soundly.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-IMCbM41g8/ThqGDYAJ0WI/AAAAAAAAKY4/HPlMUHjF3QI/s1600/DSC09050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N-IMCbM41g8/ThqGDYAJ0WI/AAAAAAAAKY4/HPlMUHjF3QI/s400/DSC09050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometime in March or April, I think. Pure randomness.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2047931184185568132?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2047931184185568132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2047931184185568132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2047931184185568132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0dRUOy0H7PM/ThqEHCZjPAI/AAAAAAAAKYY/t0aYnK7uhLY/s72-c/Photo0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3213204319749672783</id><published>2011-07-11T03:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:57:30.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><title type='text'>We Need...</title><content type='html'>Why didn't anyone tell me about this song before?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WBsWht2e1sI" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3213204319749672783?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3213204319749672783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3213204319749672783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3213204319749672783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-need.html' title='We Need...'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WBsWht2e1sI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3083041326519837514</id><published>2011-07-11T03:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:46:23.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Night Out'/><title type='text'>Last Friday Night</title><content type='html'>After class last Friday night, I decided to drop by Zhaun's Twitter Party at Route 88. I saw a lot of familiar places there, but no one really close. Except perhaps Adrian and Zhaun who I've been friends with since college, and Duane and my brother.&amp;nbsp;I didn't stay for long though, coz I still have a school activity for early the next day. I heard they had a blast past midnight though - after I left! Oh well. Here are a couple of my so-few pictures from the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/261720_2034465113679_1605742331_1957435_1920862_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/261720_2034465113679_1605742331_1957435_1920862_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but lately, my eyes have been squinting a lot in pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268977_2034464153655_1605742331_1957431_7197329_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268977_2034464153655_1605742331_1957431_7197329_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I just had a couple of drinks and then I was out. I still ended up being super late for school the next day though. FAIL. I should've just stayed longer at the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3083041326519837514?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3083041326519837514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3083041326519837514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3083041326519837514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html' title='Last Friday Night'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8259318140159184967</id><published>2011-07-09T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T12:05:25.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>Greetings!</title><content type='html'>Whoah. I've only been gone AWOL from blogging for a couple of weeks, and suddenly, the layout's changed again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is me killing time while waiting for my lunch buddies. I'm actually leeching wifi from an unknown source here in Somang Kimchi Restaurant. Yes! Korean food for lunch! I've been craving for a while now. Happiness that Cha and the girls (yes, including you, Leonard) are into this as well! Weeee.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So what's up people? One of these days, I'll blog again. I'm kinda really busy watching drama, attending classes and going to work these days so I'm not really spending a lot of time in the world wide web (not unless it's youtube) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually pretty useless, so I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyeong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8259318140159184967?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8259318140159184967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/greetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8259318140159184967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8259318140159184967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/greetings.html' title='Greetings!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6897075703507739641</id><published>2011-07-03T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:38:56.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Road Trips (Part Une)</title><content type='html'>My family has gone on countless road trips for the past 10 years (and more!) The longest we tried was a 3-day trip from Agusan del Sur to Metro Manila. But that's for another story really. I'm doing this blog to share a shorter road trip from Davao. Just to give you a background, I'm doing this because my friends and I recently watched KC and Sam's newest movie: &lt;i&gt;Forever and a Day&lt;/i&gt;. I love that I've been to many of the places they've visited in movie. And as a proud wanderer, I'd like to share my knowledge about things to do for a weekend road trip to Cagayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Point: &lt;b&gt;Davao City.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Destination: &lt;b&gt;Cagayan de Oro City.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Stop Overs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seagull Mountain Resort&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- a lot of my friends have actually recommended an overnight stay at this resort. But if you're on a road trip, you can just drop by the place for some pictures - and maybe to get an idea for your next outing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overlooking&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- somewhere down the road in Bukidnon, you'll see some signs of places that promises to give you great view. If it's your first time on this road, I suggest you take the bait and see why it's really called &lt;i&gt;Bukidnon&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carabao Products Store&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I always ask my parents to stop over here whenever we travel, but unfortunately I could not remember what the store is called. It's a not-so-little white building very near a popular school in Bukidnon (which I also forgot the name - but I think it's Central Mindanao University). Their chocolate milk bars are OZZZOM. I could devour 5 when on the road. Their other products are really good as well! When you're lactose intolerant though, avoid drinking milk while traveling!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Del Monte Plantation&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Just pineapples as far as the eyes can see! Great spot for Photo Ops!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camp Philips &lt;/b&gt;- This serves as one of the communities inside the plantation. The gateway to Dahilayan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dahilayan Adventure Park&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- As the name implies, Dahilayan is an &lt;i&gt;adventure&lt;/i&gt;. It is the location of Asia's longest dual zipline, 2000++ above sea level! Aside from the zipline, there are lots of other activities there too like the ATV Course Ride, Zorb, Mini-Zip Lines, and the obstacle courses! The view is pretty cool as well! Make sure you bring a jacket though as it can get cold up there! And if possible, do bring a 4x4 vehicle as the roads leading to the park aren't concrete.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cagayan de Oro City&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- What is there not to like about the &lt;i&gt;City of Golden Friendship&lt;/i&gt;? Shop at Divisoria's night market every Friday and Saturday! Remember to say "CHADA" when you find something nice or pretty! Explore more of their night life at the compound right next to Lim Ket Kai Mall, The Site.I'd personally recommend Bourbon Street for dinner and then Candies for some desserts!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Or if you want a quieter evening, you can drive right outside the city limits to nearby Misamis for some seaside dining.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;If you have a day to spare, remember not to miss out White Water Rafting! They have beginner and advanced courses to keep your adrenaline rush going!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tinago Falls&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- This is farther west of Cagayan, but it's worth the visit! One of natures hidden wonders indeed! Don't forget to jump from the waterfalls!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maria Cristina Falls&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Since you're already in Iligan (where Tinago Falls is located), do drop by Mindanao's largest water reservoir (and the main source of our energy). The plant usually controls how much water that goes down the falls depending on the weather/season.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since we're already discussing northern Mindanao, I'd like to suggest a couple more detours from our original itinerary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ginoog&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I believe this is farther south, but really I just had to share this. If you want to see Cherry Blossoms (one of Japan's most famous symbols for Spring - correct me if I'm wrong), for some reasons they grow them in Gingoog! That is despite our tropical climate!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camiguin&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- The ultimate island getaway is to Camiguin. Take a ferry from the mainland (in Misamis particularly) to take you to this small small small island of Camiguin. They are most famous for their lanzones, beaches and even the dormant (?) Hibok Hibok volcano. Take a boat to take you to the vanishing island, and enjoy a 360 degrees beach experience!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is it for now. Next time, I'll be making road trip suggestions, this time going to Surigao / Siargao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6897075703507739641?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6897075703507739641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/road-trips-part-une.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6897075703507739641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6897075703507739641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/road-trips-part-une.html' title='Road Trips (Part Une)'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2645413999052704789</id><published>2011-07-03T02:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:02:57.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playlist'/><title type='text'>July Playlist</title><content type='html'>Half the year has come to pass, and to start the journey for the rest of 2011, allow me to share my playlist for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moves Like Jagger&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Maroon 5 feat. Christina Aguilera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mr. Saxobeat &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Alexandra Stan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lighters&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Bad Meets Evil feat. Bruno Mars&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hands Up &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;2PM&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Super Bass&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Nikki Minaj&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Collection of Stamps &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;I am from Barcelona&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Make You Feel My Love&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Adele&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who Run The World &lt;/b&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Beyonce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Party Rock Anthem&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;LMFAO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;TGIF&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fuck You -&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Lily Allen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Girl&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;C.N. Blue&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pangarap Lang Kita&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Lady Gaga&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Shoes&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;Paolo Nutini&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;High High&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &lt;i&gt;GD and TOP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are basically the songs I'm planning to play over and over again in the next few days. I especially love Moves Like Jagger, Mr. Saxobeat, Pangarap Lang Kita and Hair. And oh... do check out &lt;i&gt;2ne1's&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I am the Best&lt;/b&gt;. I'm still thinking if I should put it in my playlist though. :) Lemme know what you think after you listen to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2645413999052704789?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2645413999052704789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-playlist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2645413999052704789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2645413999052704789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-playlist.html' title='July Playlist'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-1320114885717194704</id><published>2011-07-03T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T01:43:24.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Gunn Laws</title><content type='html'>I came across this magazine clipping of an excerpt for Tim Gunn's newest book. I love how it's simple and straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn-H-RX4Dik/Tg9YfE1i7II/AAAAAAAAKYM/IcND2vkWaJE/s1600/tumblr_lmii60r4GE1ql9rpdo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn-H-RX4Dik/Tg9YfE1i7II/AAAAAAAAKYM/IcND2vkWaJE/s640/tumblr_lmii60r4GE1ql9rpdo1_1280.jpg" width="435" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-1320114885717194704?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/1320114885717194704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/gunn-laws.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1320114885717194704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/1320114885717194704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/07/gunn-laws.html' title='Gunn Laws'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xn-H-RX4Dik/Tg9YfE1i7II/AAAAAAAAKYM/IcND2vkWaJE/s72-c/tumblr_lmii60r4GE1ql9rpdo1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6700199345948574429</id><published>2011-06-30T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:10:30.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><title type='text'>Moves Like Jagger</title><content type='html'>I've only just heard about the show "The Voice" from Jude recently, although I haven't really seen an episode. But I came across this song from Maroon 5 and Christina Aguilera which they performed in the show! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/suRsxpoAc5w" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6700199345948574429?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6700199345948574429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/moves-like-jagger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6700199345948574429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6700199345948574429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/moves-like-jagger.html' title='Moves Like Jagger'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/suRsxpoAc5w/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7177122834720571709</id><published>2011-06-23T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:43:43.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><title type='text'>An Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMEPBtMlfR8/TgK2NiJ7-1I/AAAAAAAAKX0/mNbCjFUmh8s/s1600/x2_5510aea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMEPBtMlfR8/TgK2NiJ7-1I/AAAAAAAAKX0/mNbCjFUmh8s/s1600/x2_5510aea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7177122834720571709?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7177122834720571709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7177122834720571709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7177122834720571709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/inspiration.html' title='An Inspiration'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMEPBtMlfR8/TgK2NiJ7-1I/AAAAAAAAKX0/mNbCjFUmh8s/s72-c/x2_5510aea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8428821649811879873</id><published>2011-06-20T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:05:46.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eleat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Singapura on Video</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's only been more than a month since my trip to Singapore! It feels like ages! I feel like traveling again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since I am academically and financially not suited for travel, allow me to reminisce on my most recent trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rx2128agnog" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read all about Day 1 in Singapore &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/05/touchdown-singapura.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Jd-tZnqaUfQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read about Day 2 &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/05/universal-studios.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/05/ride-movies.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And *drum rolls* watch this video to see my latest "life-threatening" adventure with Lady! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hcvdLMvsv8U" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really don't know where the rest of the videos from Days 3-5 are! I'm sure I took a lot during the trip! Must find them soon so I could share them with you. I sooooo wanna go back already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8428821649811879873?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8428821649811879873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/singapura-on-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8428821649811879873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8428821649811879873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/singapura-on-video.html' title='Singapura on Video'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rx2128agnog/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8360190036947742682</id><published>2011-06-19T07:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T15:13:53.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>T-Shirt Jungle</title><content type='html'>I love T-Shirts! And I specially want these babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/97993/97993_in_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/97993/97993_in_l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonia by Sonia Rykiel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/164407/164407_in_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/164407/164407_in_l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zoe Karssen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/161131/161131_in_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/161131/161131_in_l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonia by Sonia Rykiel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/104400/104400_in_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/104400/104400_in_l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Markus Lupfer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/108491/108491_in_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://cache.net-a-porter.com/images/products/108491/108491_in_l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roberto Cavalli&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very effortless statement tees are must haves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8360190036947742682?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8360190036947742682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/t-shirt-jungle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8360190036947742682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8360190036947742682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/t-shirt-jungle.html' title='T-Shirt Jungle'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3618599807804320034</id><published>2011-06-19T06:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T06:43:57.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube'/><title type='text'>The Edge of Glory</title><content type='html'>I'm on the edge of glory...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeWBS0JBNzQ?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QeWBS0JBNzQ?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hair is very &lt;i&gt;Cruella de Ville&lt;/i&gt;. I expected more from the video coz I like the song. But oh well, it seems like Lady Gaga is less interesting when she's just standing there and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3618599807804320034?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3618599807804320034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/edge-of-glory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3618599807804320034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3618599807804320034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/edge-of-glory.html' title='The Edge of Glory'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-5399397058280127300</id><published>2011-06-17T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:44:51.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Plans'/><title type='text'>I Think I Need a New Life</title><content type='html'>Most of the time, I like to do the tough "I-don't-care-about-the-world-I'm-happy-as-I-am" act. But sometimes, it's hard to keep it up. Sometimes -- like now -- I just want to be mad at the world, and be negative about all the shitness of life and all that crap. Much as I want to gather all the positivity in the world, reality just loves slapping me in the face with a big bad bunch of bad vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame it on myself though. I really want to blame the world, but I know everything that's been happening is because of me. But it would be nice to have to blame this on some other people. Once in a while, I really don't like feeling responsible and accountable for what's happening. My screwed up priorities, for example; my lack of discipline, my lack of self-motivation, my slowly diminishing drive for life. It's like the events of the past two years have lead me to become much like a void -- WHAT IS MY VALUE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be really good at whatever I do. I used to impress the heck out of a lot of people. I used to be the first one to participate, or even initiate activities. Right now, I'm just going with the flow. Most of the time I hope no one notices I exist. Where's the Telai everyone's been raving about back then? The bubbly, highly energetic, super busy, and always happy person that I was seems to be MIA. It doesn't help that all the stress of the past 2 years have gone into my system and conveniently turned themselves into adipose tissues. Maybe to always remind me that they exist, every time I stand in front of a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH. I really hate the feeling of being insecure, of being so unsure of myself and my capabilities. I keep trying to look for ways to escape, but it's always my fears and my hesitation that's blocking me. I feel locked up in this place of underperforming, of low self esteem -- it's starting to suffocate me. I don't like this. I've never liked not feeling good enough -- especially since I know I can do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only get what we deserve though. I have to agree that ever since I started feeling disappointed towards my job, I haven't been at my best to say the least. Heck, I wasn't even good enough. I like to blame the lack of incentives, the lack of motivation -- but what's it gonna do for me? Blaming gets me nowhere. I might get high for one moment, but eventually it will just weigh me down. But then again, what else is there to do for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been contemplating about getting another job, or going back to school. But what good will the latter bring me? I'll still be in the same hated job, with the same hated environment. Most of the time, I believe that a complete change of environment would be good for me. A clean slate. A blank canvass. Whatever you call it. I want a change of pace, a routine, an effective grasp on things. I want it all. If only I had the chutzpah to go for what I want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UPDATE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must know, I hate sharing my negative emotions to my friends - much less to the world. Well, I do rant online, but anonymously. I guess this is a testament to how crappy I feel that I've shared this with you guys tonight. I think I really need prayers and guidance. Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-5399397058280127300?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/5399397058280127300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-think-i-need-new-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5399397058280127300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/5399397058280127300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-think-i-need-new-life.html' title='I Think I Need a New Life'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-6653849248469448737</id><published>2011-06-17T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T11:31:29.612+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childhood'/><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time</title><content type='html'>Here, my friends, is a proof of how sexy I had always been since birth:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hGpaWMMjRU/TfrKAOGxYjI/AAAAAAAAKW4/axFUqAlZcPg/s1600/261860_1790207030065_1086288579_31507235_1019539_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hGpaWMMjRU/TfrKAOGxYjI/AAAAAAAAKW4/axFUqAlZcPg/s320/261860_1790207030065_1086288579_31507235_1019539_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love to pinch all those layers of fat?! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was taken when I was 10 years old! That's 12 years ago! I haven't changed at all! Well, I have -- I don't wear flower shorts anymore! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just epic! Too good not to post! Thanks to my Aunt Minnie for unearthing this from the baul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Telai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-6653849248469448737?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/6653849248469448737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/once-upon-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6653849248469448737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/6653849248469448737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon A Time'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3hGpaWMMjRU/TfrKAOGxYjI/AAAAAAAAKW4/axFUqAlZcPg/s72-c/261860_1790207030065_1086288579_31507235_1019539_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2066500065131618252</id><published>2011-06-15T00:02:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T00:15:32.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 24: For Mum and Dad</title><content type='html'>It's Day 24 of &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30 Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt; and here's something for my parents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180776_1517087898846_1583959124_31044161_1114947_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="435" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/180776_1517087898846_1583959124_31044161_1114947_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Dear Mum and Dad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hiiiiiyyyyaaaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;If you're reading this now, Y U STALKING ME?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Mistral, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2066500065131618252?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2066500065131618252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-24-for-mum-and-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2066500065131618252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2066500065131618252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-24-for-mum-and-dad.html' title='Day 24: For Mum and Dad'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-2995584887277277230</id><published>2011-06-14T01:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:17:53.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 23: Craving</title><content type='html'>It's Day 23 of &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30-Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was tasked to post a photo of something that I am craving for. Well, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3209587489_38a8597d07.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3209587489_38a8597d07.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am craving for Apple products. I guess it's pretty self explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-2995584887277277230?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/2995584887277277230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-23-craving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2995584887277277230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/2995584887277277230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-23-craving.html' title='Day 23: Craving'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3209587489_38a8597d07_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4255752961734191213</id><published>2011-06-14T00:59:00.034+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:13:45.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 22: It's Me!</title><content type='html'>It's already Day 22 of &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30 Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt;! Although I've been super duper late, I'm doing my best right now to finish this project. So for this one, the question is: &lt;b&gt;what makes you different from everyone else&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222747_10150178403069318_649779317_6672909_1044495_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/222747_10150178403069318_649779317_6672909_1044495_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1651897494"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1651897495"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess I'm different than everyone else because well, I'm not everyone else. I'm not really sure what's the best way to answer this, but allow me to share some of my quirky traits that seems cute and annoying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can laugh at myself. I don't take myself too seriously most of the time. And unlike most people I know, I actually have enough sense of humor to even make fun of my bloopers and failures.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm a cowboy. &amp;nbsp;Well, I'm really a princess, but I can be cowboy too! I grew up with boys in the family so I've learned how to cope well in a man-eats-man world. I can clean up pretty well, and don't get confused with which silverware to use in a 9-course meal ~ but I can also grill well and sit on the grass if I had to just to feed myself. I do admit that I enjoy the more comfortable trappings of life -- sometimes I can be too &lt;i&gt;maarte&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;about it even. But I do know how to rough it. And that surprises a lot of other people!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me? A geek?! I'm in denial. While I can pinpoint which collection and designer is which, I also know my math, history, geography, economics, and sometimes even (gasp!) biology! Blame it to my super inquisitive nature, and my geeky friends! I can actually finish a thick book in a day, if I really like the story. And I usually catch up to tests easily, which, given that I cut class a lot back in college, has given me a great advantage!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lastly -- and the most important, I guess -- I talk a lot! There are only a handful of people I know that can talk a mile a minute! &amp;nbsp;I'm usually reprimanded for being to straightforward and overly friendly, but I love it. I especially love making friends - that's why I talk and talk and talk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, there you have it. I guess those are some of the reasons why I am different that anybody else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-4255752961734191213?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/4255752961734191213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-22-its-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4255752961734191213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/4255752961734191213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-22-its-me.html' title='Day 22: It&apos;s Me!'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-395763987143482761</id><published>2011-06-12T23:22:00.048+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:42:23.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy'/><title type='text'>Day 21: Happiness in a Snap</title><content type='html'>I like the mission for Day 21 of &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30 Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt;! It says: &lt;b&gt;Post a picture of something that makes you happy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to share 3 things for this challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.venere.com/blog/images/travel-guides.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am happiest when... I travel!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.venere.com/blog/images/travel-guides.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.venere.com/blog/images/travel-guides.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love traveling! I could never get enough of it really. There's just something about witnessing how other people of other countries interact with each other. I love seeing the different cultures of the nations around the world. I also love comparing notes about my own country and the rest of the world. Traveling allows me to explore and learn a lot of things that I would never get being stuck in the Philippines forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I schedule a travel abroad, or even just locally, I get really high and excited! At last, another chance for me to get out of my comfort zone again, and attempt to immerse myself in a completely new environment. The weather, the climate, the shops, the language, everything amuses me! And I am definitely happiest when I am exploring the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, traveling is definitely a food for my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am happiest when... I'm with family and friends!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/179231_1527025100869_1391917826_31152114_8094223_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/179231_1527025100869_1391917826_31152114_8094223_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I guess this is pretty self explanatory. I'd be bored to death without my family and my best friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, &lt;b&gt;I just had to add this to the pile of happy pills!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lldcwhnRLk1qcgdrro1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lldcwhnRLk1qcgdrro1_500.gif" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he the most gorgeous, adorable man in the planet?! I just want to shower him with hugs and kisses every time I see this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-395763987143482761?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/395763987143482761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-21-happiness-in-snap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/395763987143482761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/395763987143482761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-21-happiness-in-snap.html' title='Day 21: Happiness in a Snap'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-8743677449946014719</id><published>2011-06-12T22:41:00.073+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:20:01.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 20: Think "Marriage"</title><content type='html'>Fast forward to the future, so I can answer the today's mission for &lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30-Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission: &lt;b&gt;Someone you see yourself marrying / being with in the future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Truthfully, I haven't really put much thought about that "&lt;i&gt;certain someone&lt;/i&gt;" who's going to be my future husband. I'm not planning to marry in the next 10 years, and there's no one special in my life right now &lt;i&gt;(Darn it! Not even a crush! My life sucks.)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;so this is pretty complicated. Let me just give you an image of who &lt;b&gt;I &lt;/b&gt;want to be in the future -- &lt;b&gt;Catherine Middleton&lt;/b&gt;, Duchess of Cornwall.&amp;nbsp;Yep. I want my own Prince William one day. That said, allow me to share instead my image of the "&lt;i&gt;ideal man&lt;/i&gt;":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jetsetsocialite.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Cristiano-Ronaldo-for-Emporio-Armani-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.jetsetsocialite.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Cristiano-Ronaldo-for-Emporio-Armani-1.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My ideal husband should be a prince, or someone with similar historically significant position or higher. That is to say, he should be filthy rich and famous. The financial aspect clarified, let me now move on to his physical values. My ideal husband should be drop-dead gorgeous. Of course he should be since he is going to be my most obvious accessory in every event we will attend as royalty in the future, so he must be a real eye candy! Tall, a must. Long hair, optional. Body modification and tattoos are prohibited. Piercing, limited to the ears. His body must be perfect - six pack abs, muscular arms, perfect butt (&lt;i&gt;see Cristiano Ronaldo for reference, or that guy from Thor&lt;/i&gt;). He should be this "bad boy"esque guy, but actually he is the epitome of a perfect gentleman. In Tagalog: "&lt;i&gt;Maginoo pero medyo bastos.&lt;/i&gt;" HAHA. Needless to say, my ideal husband should be awesome in bed! And he should drive fast cars, dress in designer gear, travel in a private plane, and has tons and tons of money. You might say I'm pretty shallow thinking this way, but never fear. I also put credence to personality as well. My future husband should be very smart. He must be able to hold conversations that run from intelligent to mundane to borderline stupid. (Of course this is a very important trait since he'll be married to me.) He must also be a very considerate and romantic husband who remembers all the small details - every birthday, anniversary, monthsary, song, movie, etc that we've experienced together. My ideal husband should never cheat. He looks yes, but no he doesn't touch. He must also have a healthy sperm count, and awesome genes. (I want only the best for my offsprings!) He should be a good, loving and generous father who will be there in every game, recital and graduation of our future children. My ideal husband should be so perfect that all the other women will be jealous of me for having him, and all the other men will want to be him. For other details, please see this &lt;a href="http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=26_things"&gt;description&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;But kidding aside, of course there's no such thing as a "perfect person." So sue me for only wanting the best qualities in my &lt;b&gt;ideal&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;man. Realistically though, I just want a kind and loving husband and father to my children. And while I don't really need a filthy rich husband (but much better if he is. heehee), he must also be a good provider for his family. Ultimately, I just want a husband who I love and and who loves me back unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;x,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;telai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-8743677449946014719?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/8743677449946014719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20-think-marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8743677449946014719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/8743677449946014719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-20-think-marriage.html' title='Day 20: Think &quot;Marriage&quot;'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-3478772028777385333</id><published>2011-06-12T22:12:00.063+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:40:34.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 19: What's In A Name?</title><content type='html'>For Day 19 of T&lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;he 30-Day Blog Challenge&lt;/a&gt;, allow me to share a few things about the names I am called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have several nicknames. When I was a kid, they simply call me by my given name: "&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kristelle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;". Most would shorten it to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kris&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;although there were those who like to call me &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tel&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;When I first moved to Davao in High School, I had retained my childhood nickname. Although it was confusing for my new friends in the beginning because we also had a classmate named "Krystelle". Eventually though, everyone kinda figured out how to not be confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wViFDfCbaP8/TfTOxceNmQI/AAAAAAAAKVw/lldoBp5qmd8/s1600/IMG_2396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wViFDfCbaP8/TfTOxceNmQI/AAAAAAAAKVw/lldoBp5qmd8/s320/IMG_2396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For some forgotten reasons, my freshman class gave each one of us out own personal nicknames. I'm not sure if it's obvious to you why, but they started calling me &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bola&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by then. It lasted for the rest of the year, I think - but it has long been unused. Well, except for my friend Ann, who still fondly calls me that! (That's in retaliation for me calling her Ann instead of her preferred "Jen" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in my sophomore year, I hanged out with this group of friends and one day, we were talking about the other nicknames we had. I told them an aunt of mine and this neighbor we had in the province calls me "Telai." I told them I like the nickname. We decided to immortalize our favored nicknames in a sticker photo by then. And then my friend Janna gave me this pin with the name "Telai" engraved on it. By then, only they were the ones who call me that. When we got to our Junior year, we were of course asked about our nicknames and I decided to use "Telai" for a change. For some reasons, the name stuck and I've been known that way ever since! Well, not unless you are family, a childhood friend, or anyone from my province. They still call me by my given name 'til now. But my siblings call me Telai most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the history of my nickname. For a while, some people had called me "Krissy" or "Kring-Kring". And for a while, in 6th grade, I thought changing my very long name to the shortened "Kribianne Brile" was cool. Sucks that some friends still remember that phase of my life. UGH. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, "Telai" can still be shortened. My high school friends call me: "Tels" or "Tel", and my college friends and the people are work with - most of them - call me "Te" or "Lai". If you can remember this, it's easy to figure out which people are which!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Mistral, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;telai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-3478772028777385333?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/3478772028777385333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-19-whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3478772028777385333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/3478772028777385333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-19-whats-in-name.html' title='Day 19: What&apos;s In A Name?'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wViFDfCbaP8/TfTOxceNmQI/AAAAAAAAKVw/lldoBp5qmd8/s72-c/IMG_2396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-7873092527018241728</id><published>2011-06-12T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T00:58:33.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Travel Bug</title><content type='html'>I love traveling. I think it's one of the healthiest addictions ever - although an expensive one at that. There is something liberating about seeing the world through your naked eyes. The sights, sound, smell and even the taste can never be perfectly described by any book! You just wait, world. I'm going to go out there and experience all that you can offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3237032436193836518-7873092527018241728?l=thetelaishow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/feeds/7873092527018241728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/travel-bug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7873092527018241728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3237032436193836518/posts/default/7873092527018241728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/06/travel-bug.html' title='Travel Bug'/><author><name>Telai Jarabelo</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/117726992785672025857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjS3SjUrS9s/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAKec/ZLf7q7E4_-M/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3237032436193836518.post-4723585086693523342</id><published>2011-06-05T07:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T22:40:01.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Plans'/><title type='text'>Day 18: Life Plans</title><content type='html'>Day 18 of &lt;span id="goog_420774147"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetelaishow.blogspot.com/2011/03/ive-been-struggling-with-things-to-post.html"&gt;The 30-Day Blog Challang&lt;span id="goog_420774148"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/a&gt;: My plans, dreams and goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLANS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.executivemba.co.in/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/mba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.executivemba.co.in/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/mba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plan to go back to school this year and take up an MBA. This is really not my original plan, and I'm not sure if this is the right thing to do at this point, but WTH. Events and people are conspiring for this to happen, so I'm just going with the flow for now. Hopefully, I'll be able to get accepted in the accelerated program for MBA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dreams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alljigsawpuzzles.co.uk/shopping/rav10/14129lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ww
