<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267</id><updated>2009-12-14T19:14:47.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...the boy wonderer in the city of love.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-8709144572435142442</id><published>2009-12-14T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T01:02:55.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>22nd of December is the Date.</title><content type='html'>I received a call from my agency early this week. I am scheduled already for my appearance at the embassy. It will be on the 22nd few days before Christmas. I hope it is a sign. Let it be a Christmas gift. I am actually anxious of what is waiting there for me in Manila. I will be traveling alone, again. Its not really a long travel because I will be staying in Manila for 3 days. I don't want to spend Christmas eve there. I already booked my ILO-MLA trip which is on the 21st. I'm doing my research of hotels in Makati where I want to spend my 3 day abode. Thank God! There were actually few decent hotels in Makati that are cheap. My only problem now, all airfare tickets, MLA-ILO on the 23rd are very expensive, few seats left then it is fully booked. Business Class type are the ones available and that is screaming Php 6,000+++ for a one way trip. That is already a round trip ticket to Bangkok if in case. For the following days. I'll keep a good look on PAL and Cebu Pacific Air websites for sudden changes of the fare. That! I'm crossing my fingers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-8709144572435142442?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/8709144572435142442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/22nd-of-december-is-date.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/8709144572435142442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/8709144572435142442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/22nd-of-december-is-date.html' title='22nd of December is the Date.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-1744882694415319643</id><published>2009-12-06T02:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:20:24.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Related'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Coughing with chest pain.</title><content type='html'>I thought it will just disappear after a day but I'm wrong. It started December 4 when I felt uncomfortable pain in my chest every time I cough or sneeze and when I inhale deeply. A day after, still I experience the same symptoms and its becoming more uncomfortable. Its like your chest is being punch with an invisible creature and you can't do anything but bear the pain. I'm scared. The last time I did my Medical Check-up was last September, everything was Normal. I am on water therapy for a couple of days now. I am suspecting that I might have &lt;a href="http://familydoctor.org/online/famdocen/home/tools/symptom/523.html"&gt;bronchitis &lt;/a&gt;because I did my research. But I'm hoping not. I really need to see a Doctor by Monday.  Oh Dear Lord. Keep me away from any illness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-1744882694415319643?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/1744882694415319643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/coughing-with-chest-pain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1744882694415319643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1744882694415319643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/coughing-with-chest-pain.html' title='Coughing with chest pain.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-7320073673747883370</id><published>2009-12-04T01:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:11:32.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Emails.</title><content type='html'>After watching Iris Episodes 13 and 14 I can't go back to sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just minutes ago I checked my email and to my surprise I received an email from that impostor that I mentioned in my previous post.  She actually sent 2 separate emails with different email address. I was thinking maybe I was harsh on her with all the hate and profanity messages that I sent her. No. I stand firmly. It is just appropriate. She deserves all of these. She should have realize that before she started doing silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/Sxf-SOoJ41I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ffkZ91WFRQ8/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/Sxf-SOoJ41I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ffkZ91WFRQ8/s400/22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073066426557266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/Sxf-RzdRxGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QZNK-6BR1qY/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/Sxf-RzdRxGI/AAAAAAAAAlY/QZNK-6BR1qY/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411073059133178978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This too shall pass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-7320073673747883370?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/7320073673747883370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/emails.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7320073673747883370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7320073673747883370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/emails.html' title='Emails.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/Sxf-SOoJ41I/AAAAAAAAAlg/ffkZ91WFRQ8/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-1201868820674005529</id><published>2009-12-03T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:32:05.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Crossing my fingers.</title><content type='html'>I was like a robot today. Running errands.&lt;br /&gt;Home&gt;Bank&gt;Home&gt;Bank&gt;Office&gt;Attorneys Office&gt;Agency&gt;Home.&lt;br /&gt;My feet hurts and my shoulder is in pain because of my heavy bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 months since I started working on my papers and stuff. Along the way there were backlogs but it was resolved now. I just hope and pray that everything will go smoothly this time because I'm crossing my fingers that hopefully I can lodge my documents at the embassy. I just want to get it done and over with so that I can finally do some work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. I saw the gruesome images of Maguindanao Massacre. It weakens me to the bone. They were so helpless and I feel their pain and struggle when I saw the images. Check it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7YUPPnFwHOw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: About the impostor.&lt;br /&gt;She already delete her accounts in all networking sites without living any traces. but poor girl! I still have her mobile number. So she needs to face the ridicule that I am bombarding  towards her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-1201868820674005529?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/1201868820674005529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/crossing-my-fingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1201868820674005529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1201868820674005529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/crossing-my-fingers.html' title='Crossing my fingers.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-4127867319213799111</id><published>2009-12-01T21:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:23:57.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>That Impostor! I wanna slap her ugly face!</title><content type='html'>Why in this world there are people who are not contended of themselves and uses other peoples identity just to caught and gain attention. That really pisses me off. I had one recent incident. It started way back 2007. Upon my knowing back then she was really believable because a friend of mine knew her but they haven't met. Let me name her as Mae Ann Cordero who claims to be a model and flight attendant of Japan Airlines. With a family name like mine I started to talk to her on the phone and other networking sites. I don't know why but one day I goggled her name on the internet and to my surprise I was staring to a picture of a different person, not the Mae Ann I knew. At that, speculations are playing on my mind. I was deceive and toy by this girl. I tried to talk to myself that maybe they just have the same name. But NO. I did my research over and over. I also found out that the picture she was using is from a certain girl name &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Monica-Buenaobra/551892668"&gt;Monica Buenaobra&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.metroepisode.multiply.com/image/45/photos/10/600x600/102/monica-buenaobra-copy.jpg?et=DRoesh7LVjTu%2CtkzEW8%2CTQ&amp;amp;nmid=8428637"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 428px;" src="http://images.metroepisode.multiply.com/image/45/photos/10/600x600/102/monica-buenaobra-copy.jpg?et=DRoesh7LVjTu%2CtkzEW8%2CTQ&amp;amp;nmid=8428637" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because of my curiousity. I sent a message to Monica Buenaobra in her FB account saying if she owns the account of Akuna Matata Cordero. Minutes later she replied and told me "definitely not". At that I was so angry at myself because it took me 2 years or so to finally figure out. I also found out that Mae Ann Cordero was a bogus buyer and also claimed to be a Doctor as her profession in Multiply where she was banned. here is the&lt;a href="http://officiallybanned.multiply.com/photos/album/171/BOGUS_BUYER"&gt; link&lt;/a&gt;.  She reserved goods amounting to 18550php and never paid for it. I also remembered last time when I was in Pampanga to supervise agents. She told me if I wanted to buy a Nikon D90 SLR because she was selling it. Of course, I did not even bother to buy it because I don't have the money that time. Remembering it all makes me wanna slap her ugly face and cut her hair bald. Just to get even I sent her a message of all the profanity I knew in her FB account - the one where she use "Akuna Matata Cordero". I guess she read it because the next day she cancel her FB account. Still her 2 remaining accounts " Mae Ann Cordero and Maya Cordero" is still active. I did not slack about it and sent a message to her 2 other FB accounts. Not only that. She also has a twitter account with user name "&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/cautionmaya"&gt;cautionmaya&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/6/princesz035.jpg?et=Z59ckdYY%2BAH60UfA01yRJQ&amp;amp;nmid=104342733"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 265px;" src="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/6/princesz035.jpg?et=Z59ckdYY%2BAH60UfA01yRJQ&amp;amp;nmid=104342733" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/3/akunamatata004.jpg?et=oy4Gqn%2BIUSg%2Bq1oE6C7AJg&amp;amp;nmid=104342733"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 266px;" src="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/3/akunamatata004.jpg?et=oy4Gqn%2BIUSg%2Bq1oE6C7AJg&amp;amp;nmid=104342733" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/2/akunamatata002.jpg?et=x0Laa8s%2Bmfl567JF8N%2CW8Q&amp;amp;nmid=104342733"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/2:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/2/akunamatata002.jpg?et=x0Laa8s%2Bmfl567JF8N%2CW8Q&amp;amp;nmid=104342733" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/12:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/1/akunamatata.jpg?et=hEAhIjmIwymTevSiAbjkcA&amp;amp;nmid=104342733"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 266px;" src="http://images.hazeltan13.multiply.com/image/12:officiallybanned/photos/171/600x600/1/akunamatata.jpg?et=hEAhIjmIwymTevSiAbjkcA&amp;amp;nmid=104342733" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Nisce, Emery Gordon, Tepy or whoever has a direct connection with this impostor. Please ignore this girl and delete her in your FB and Mulitiply Account or whatsoever networking sites you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note. Today is World Aids Day. I would like to spread the message but not the virus. Guys safe sex please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-4127867319213799111?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/4127867319213799111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-impostor-i-wanna-slap-her-ugly.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/4127867319213799111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/4127867319213799111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-impostor-i-wanna-slap-her-ugly.html' title='That Impostor! I wanna slap her ugly face!'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-8492443696679705470</id><published>2009-11-29T05:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T05:14:20.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Dining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Chin is Back!</title><content type='html'>I was happy today because Chin is back once again. But not for long. He will be back to Cebu by Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like old times. We had coffee at Cafe Rue and dinner at Ramboys while exchanging stories of whats and hows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to Mocky for the post birthday gift. I so heart the "cassette tape looking bag". Now. I will have a bag where I can put my photo-shoot stuffs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-8492443696679705470?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/8492443696679705470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/chin-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/8492443696679705470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/8492443696679705470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/chin-is-back.html' title='Chin is Back!'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-2937925355280984694</id><published>2009-11-28T06:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T06:22:52.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>HDR this time around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4139402342_ddb95134a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2688/4139402342_ddb95134a3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You and Me&lt;br /&gt; December 2008, Roxas City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/4135976895_43589a5e99.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2514/4135976895_43589a5e99.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beach&lt;br /&gt;April 2009, Boracay, Aklan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4136614972_e829ba17af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2796/4136614972_e829ba17af.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boat&lt;br /&gt;April 2009, Boracay, Aklan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a couple of days I invest my time in doing post processing of some of the pics I have in my Mac. I find my solace in doing so. This time, I felt something fulfilling because I know I'm doing a good job. Its really my passion. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. This time I used HDR (High Dynamic Range) imaging to give life and depth into the picture. The problem with HDR, It is very demanding and very intricate. You really need to make time because it will took you more than an hour or two just to come up with HDR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-2937925355280984694?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/2937925355280984694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/hdr-this-time-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/2937925355280984694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/2937925355280984694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/hdr-this-time-around.html' title='HDR this time around.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-251340283149893839</id><published>2009-11-25T17:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:20:13.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Well-being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Open Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v646/235/52/1135963282/n1135963282_30110147_8537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 328px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v646/235/52/1135963282/n1135963282_30110147_8537.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always had have been vocal about my sexual preference and that is being gay and will always be. I went through a lot because of it. I don't have any specific recall of when it started, or when I realized that I am one of the third sex. All I know I did not realize it over night. I remember during my childhood wearing a dress, not that i wore it by myself but my aunt dressed me up. Because of my innocence I have no idea of the doings back then. Then time came where I noticed that I'd rather play with a doll than playing cars. Since then people noticed something about me and they started calling me gay. Hearing it really made me confuse about myself. Still I struggled to be the person that I should be... to be a boy. In my elementary years I vividly remember having friends who were boys but no malice at all. Ergo, I was one of the boys. I  was engaged in fights, the boys stuffs. Hence, having panda eyes, bruises and soreness in some of my body parts. Still the struggle kept haunting me to no avail. I was in my freshmen year in high school. I started to have infatuation with the same sex and that is where I realized who I really was. The emotional roller-coaster is one hell of a ride if you are gay. I am just lucky I guess because I have good emotional support from friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time and age, people are open about gay issues and morality but there will always be somebody or minority that will raise their hands to object and will say ill things about homosexuals. And that really hurts like a cut of a knife because I am one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sight a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRs_DszsUGM/SwqQc_IUn_I/AAAAAAAAFgI/Lx7---B15SA/s1600/pbb-20091123-melai2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRs_DszsUGM/SwqQc_IUn_I/AAAAAAAAFgI/Lx7---B15SA/s1600/pbb-20091123-melai2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rica from PBB Double up. For some who are not religiously watching the show. She was a He before. Actually I am confused of what category should I refer him/her. He went to the knife and underwent sex change and that made him a transsexual Thus made him a she. Even though she is a woman already people still label her as a gay. I, myself will classify her as gay because I believe that she can't hide from her past. Going back. I was watching the show this afternoon in Uber. Rica is struggling to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRs_DszsUGM/SwqQ3OjZ7II/AAAAAAAAFgM/eohzVhOgIdQ/s1600/pbb-20091123-rica2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRs_DszsUGM/SwqQ3OjZ7II/AAAAAAAAFgM/eohzVhOgIdQ/s1600/pbb-20091123-rica2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be liked and accepted by his new housemates since all the girls switched houses. She was crying her heart out with Melay. Rocky Salumbides an International Model who already graced major label overseas like Versace and the like, and other housemates made retorts referring to Rica as "She-Man" and they are like eerie  to get closed with her for the mere reason that Rica is different. For me that is foul. I feel her pain not because I experienced what she went through in life but because Rica represented the Gay Community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ladlad partylist which represents The Gays and Lesbian communities  made a fuss in the news lately because they were denied to run for the election.  &lt;a href="http://www.abs-cbnnews.com/lifestyle/11/12/09/comelec-says-gay-party-immoral"&gt;The COMELEC commissioner revoked LadLad's candidacy because they said that Gays already have freedom and already enjoyed the immorality in the society.&lt;/a&gt; They also mentioned that there are gays in the senate already and they don't need Ladlad there. WTF?! That is bulls**t!. My stand on this matter is... Yes! Gays have freedom in this struggling country. I can attest to that. But the reason why Ladlad is pushing to run for the election because they are after for the human rights of Gays and Lesbians in the community. It is so frustrating that there are authorities that have antagonistic way of thinking. The third sex should have a representative in the Senate so that people can hear their cries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://barriosiete.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/bag-pride-mahalaga-300x225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://barriosiete.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/bag-pride-mahalaga-300x225.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am after for is equal treatment for the third sex. We are also human it just so happened that we went to a different direction but for sure along the way we will cross each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have high respect to people who are member of the third sex - some are out in the closet, others rather kept quite because they are scared of what other people might say to them and some chose to become bisexual. I can't blame them. They have their reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-251340283149893839?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/251340283149893839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/open-letter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/251340283149893839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/251340283149893839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/open-letter.html' title='Open Letter'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bRs_DszsUGM/SwqQc_IUn_I/AAAAAAAAFgI/Lx7---B15SA/s72-c/pbb-20091123-melai2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-450453212315981378</id><published>2009-11-24T23:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:47:01.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><title type='text'>Revisiting CS4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1184684854045_1135963282_30517565_465009_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1184684854045_1135963282_30517565_465009_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs037.snc3/12461_1183862473486_1135963282_30515882_1401835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs037.snc3/12461_1183862473486_1135963282_30515882_1401835_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1183460263431_1135963282_30514751_5363337_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 404px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1183460263431_1135963282_30514751_5363337_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The past few days I was stuck at home. To kill boredom I happened to browse and sort past photos that I took and re-process it again using CS4. I was stagnant for the past months in doing post processing so before I venture again in doing indoor and outdoor shoot I practiced again. I also clean my 450D gear in preparation for next week shoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-450453212315981378?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/450453212315981378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/revisiting-cs4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/450453212315981378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/450453212315981378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/revisiting-cs4.html' title='Revisiting CS4'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-9192505874098616524</id><published>2009-11-22T03:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T03:34:22.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>that werewolves from NEW MOON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1182981531463_1135963282_30513322_1315032_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 403px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs017.snc3/12461_1182981531463_1135963282_30513322_1315032_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I watched the last full show of New Moon today with Gordie and Mocky. I don't know but I am a bit disappointed. Maybe because I expected so much from the movie. I find it dragging Mocky even fell asleep in the middle of the movie. We were back in our senses when we saw Jacob's and the werewolves buffed body. Gosh! I smell their manhood. I mean testosterone. Darn! That was pure steroids for Jacob am sure. Dakota made a mark with her evil look. Jasper is such a cutie. What else? Edward and Bella was OK. I guess the critics were right about the film. It was lame. The fans just made it huge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-9192505874098616524?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/9192505874098616524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-werewolves-from-new-moon.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/9192505874098616524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/9192505874098616524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-werewolves-from-new-moon.html' title='that werewolves from NEW MOON'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-7696090642402159908</id><published>2009-11-18T03:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:18:11.001+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>give me Alexander McQueen for Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Now, this I can really wear. This is so me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alexander-mcqueen-spring-2010-sneaker-02-405x540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 405px; height: 540px;" src="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alexander-mcqueen-spring-2010-sneaker-02-405x540.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alexander-mcqueen-spring-2010-sneaker-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 405px;" src="http://www.selectism.com/news/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/alexander-mcqueen-spring-2010-sneaker-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Attention! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who are loving and giving this Christmas. You know what I want! hahahhaaa&lt;br /&gt;To Santa, share a little penny for those who are willing to buy the shoes for me! whahahhaa&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/1027989282701606267-7696090642402159908?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/7696090642402159908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-alexander-mcqueen-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7696090642402159908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7696090642402159908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-alexander-mcqueen-for-christmas.html' title='give me Alexander McQueen for Christmas.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-1387629225533392321</id><published>2009-11-18T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:07:58.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>That shoes of Alexander McQueen is to die for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HEART ALEXANDER MCQUEEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mVxNHvpI/AAAAAAAAEvU/dxuS5hToswE/s400/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mVxNHvpI/AAAAAAAAEvU/dxuS5hToswE/s400/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mWBorSVI/AAAAAAAAEvc/9Ia5Uik5RvE/s400/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mWBorSVI/AAAAAAAAEvc/9Ia5Uik5RvE/s400/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mV_y_-sI/AAAAAAAAEvY/bzzbhpTt4x8/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mV_y_-sI/AAAAAAAAEvY/bzzbhpTt4x8/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Mcqueen's Spring 2010 Shoe Collections  made a fuss recently. "Those were killer shoes!" I pity the models who walked it during the runway. Though they don't seem to have difficulty on wearing those shoes but I could tell its really hard and difficult. That was serious Pes Cavus! Its sad that I can not wear those shoes aside from the fact that its a ladies shoes... the price is so expensive. Not even in my wildest dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Video from Alexander McQueens Spring 2010 Collection&lt;br /&gt;FYI. It was also the premiere of Lady Gaga's "Bad Romance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvWyK-llPlA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DvWyK-llPlA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-1387629225533392321?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/1387629225533392321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-shoes-of-alexander-mcqueen-is-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1387629225533392321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1387629225533392321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-shoes-of-alexander-mcqueen-is-to.html' title='That shoes of Alexander McQueen is to die for.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_iKUVwqPhm-s/Ss2mVxNHvpI/AAAAAAAAEvU/dxuS5hToswE/s72-c/Alexander%20McQueen%20Spring%202010%20-%20Shoes%203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-233948107595137700</id><published>2009-11-12T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T00:28:12.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Dining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>25 years of life. La chaim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177446393088_1135963282_30501160_3197081_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 407px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177446393088_1135963282_30501160_3197081_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. November 12, 2009. My 25th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many Thank Yous' and only one wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the 25 years of happiness and for the sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my parents for the endearing love and support through the years.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my sister for her generosity. (Her birthday follows after mine &gt; November 13)&lt;br /&gt;I thank my friends for always being there in what ever state of mind I am in. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed because of the above mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every birthdays its already a tradition to wish before you blow the candle. But I can not recall the last time I made a wish on my birthday. It was just now that I did because of a persistent friend asked me to do so. My wish is a secret. I will only reveal it here in my blog later on if it finally came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend during a conversation told me that at the age of 25 you must be happy because it's your silver year. I ponder and said what is it to be happy at 25 when you don't achieve something yet. He pointed out something at me. "You, yourself only thinks of that. Achieving something doesn't really need to be success in your career. Achievements are seen in a wide perspective. Happiness is one." Made me think again. Yeah! I'm happy. Thus, an achievement already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177446513091_1135963282_30501161_4416860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177446513091_1135963282_30501161_4416860_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177448633144_1135963282_30501180_3332803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177448633144_1135963282_30501180_3332803_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177448793148_1135963282_30501181_1801005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 176px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1177448793148_1135963282_30501181_1801005_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1177447353112_1135963282_30501172_1049843_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 176px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1177447353112_1135963282_30501172_1049843_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at Messe Ristorante with Tep and Gordie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I'm so grateful and happy to have received and read all the comments from my network sites especially from Facebook. I loved reading them all. It truly made my Birthday worth remembering. Again. I will never forget to wish during my birthdays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-233948107595137700?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/233948107595137700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-years-of-life-la-chaim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/233948107595137700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/233948107595137700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/25-years-of-life-la-chaim.html' title='25 years of life. La chaim'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-1717628532803440261</id><published>2009-11-11T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T21:24:49.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Happy again.</title><content type='html'>I feel vindicated. I mentioned in my previous post that there was a misunderstanding between me and a friend. Now. It is settled and we finally patched up everything. We are catching up and bridging again the gap. It's a good way to celebrate my birthday with a peace of mind and clear conscience. Spread the love once again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-1717628532803440261?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/1717628532803440261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1717628532803440261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1717628532803440261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-again.html' title='Happy again.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-750190613300550907</id><published>2009-11-08T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T23:06:54.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food and Dining'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><title type='text'>PROLOGUE</title><content type='html'>Last night I went to see my friend's launching fashion show "PROLOGUE" at Robinsons Place Iloilo. The feel of the said event is like the Fashion Week but this time only one Designer, Aisha Penalosa. The venue was jam packed with some of Iloilo's socialite. The show started at exactly 8pm but prior there was Cocktails for the guests. There were a lot of fabulous pieces from her collection but unluckily I was not able to take a lot good shots because I am seated in the left wing but I managed to capture some. We left right after the fashion show with friends because we were so hungry. We had dinner at Amalfi and few drinks at Bourbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some the pieces from her collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699404415_1135963282_30494856_1862616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699404415_1135963282_30494856_1862616_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699524418_1135963282_30494857_386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699524418_1135963282_30494857_386_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698204385_1135963282_30494846_7696177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698204385_1135963282_30494846_7696177_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174697884377_1135963282_30494843_1922645_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174697884377_1135963282_30494843_1922645_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698844401_1135963282_30494851_689549_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698844401_1135963282_30494851_689549_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698084382_1135963282_30494845_124470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15337_1174698084382_1135963282_30494845_124470_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699884427_1135963282_30494860_1998801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15337_1174699884427_1135963282_30494860_1998801_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisha Penalosa the Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs112.snc3/15966_1174393236761_1135963282_30494045_4196448_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs112.snc3/15966_1174393236761_1135963282_30494045_4196448_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside the facade of Amalfi with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Left to Right (Gold, Glaiza, Gab, Gordon, Gigi, Tep, Me and Mocky)&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/1027989282701606267-750190613300550907?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/750190613300550907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/prologue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/750190613300550907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/750190613300550907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/prologue.html' title='PROLOGUE'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-3200395011721991874</id><published>2009-11-07T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T15:16:18.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Best of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs041.snc3/12840_1174105589570_1135963282_30493341_7271561_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 370px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs041.snc3/12840_1174105589570_1135963282_30493341_7271561_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1027989282701606267-3200395011721991874?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/3200395011721991874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-of-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3200395011721991874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3200395011721991874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-of-friends.html' title='Best of Friends'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-6355960144320444840</id><published>2009-11-07T11:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T12:02:35.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Video Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>that secret agent and secret misssion from IRIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hanfever.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/iris_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 560px; height: 380px;" src="http://www.hanfever.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/iris_teaser.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching the episode 9 of You're Beautiful I stumble upon this series IRIS. They kept on coming like heavy rain and caused flash flood. Why can't Filipinos produce like these series. Well, yeah we already did like "Lovers in Paris" but its a Filipino remake, at first it was OK but after a week or so it became so lame. Maybe because of the artist portraying the roles or  the roles of the characters. So going back to IRIS. It's kinda same in 24 of the US involving secret agents and secret missions. But, I was never a fan of 24 even Emery was insistent for me to watch it. For the mere reason that I don't find Jack Bauer hot and good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Klr-g5Tup0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Klr-g5Tup0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot: Two elite National Security System (NSS) agents, Hyeong-jun (Byung-hun Lee) and Sa-woo (Jun-ho Jeong), who were sworn blood brothers, both fall for fellow agent Seung-hee (Tae-hee Kim). Sa-woo attempts to suppress his feelings for Seung-hee and wishes the couple the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyeon-jun is then sent off on a solo mission to Hungary. In Hungary, Hyeon-jun accomplishes his mission and while in escape mode becomes wounded. Shortly later, Hyeon-jun finds out that he was betrayed by fellow agent Sa-woo. Seung-hee attempts to help Hyeon-jun escape, but a car explosion separates the two and both are misled to believe that the other person are dead. Hyeon-jun is then saved by an unknown voice and learns of the secret society "IRIS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later, Hyeon-jun returns to Korea to seek revenge. During this time, the two Koreas are set to reunify, while the group "IRIS" are intent on stopping the reunification. &lt;a href="http://http//asianmediawiki.com/Iris_%282009-South_Korea-TV%29"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-6355960144320444840?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/6355960144320444840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-secret-agent-and-secret-misssion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/6355960144320444840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/6355960144320444840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-secret-agent-and-secret-misssion.html' title='that secret agent and secret misssion from IRIS'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-9200109269082861657</id><published>2009-11-07T09:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:31:19.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Wrecked</title><content type='html'>I woke up with my mom screaming. My brother found out this morning that the car was wrecked. It was my younger brother's car which was handed over to him by my pop. I did not notice my brother came in late last night because I have fell asleep. I usually sleep downstairs in the living room so that I can get up early the following day. The car was wrecked so many times already and my younger brother even got into serious accidents. When will he stop. He always cause a stir and disappointment to my father. Also the damages for the car which is being paid is a "NO" joke. I feel sorry for my father. Thats why I do not even want to drive a car for the reason that I'm scared to get into accidents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-9200109269082861657?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/9200109269082861657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/wrecked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/9200109269082861657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/9200109269082861657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/wrecked.html' title='Wrecked'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-3004125927540089801</id><published>2009-11-06T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:31:06.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>another 28 days.</title><content type='html'>I received an sms early this morning instructing me to go to the agency. I am furiously waiting for this and unfortunately my appearance to the British Embassy was move to December due to some minor changes. I need to have my Bank Certificate and Bank Statement updated again. Thus, I will be waiting for another 28 days. Gosh. Now. I am waiting in vain. I just hope and pray that it will turn out to be positive despite of the changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-3004125927540089801?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/3004125927540089801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-28-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3004125927540089801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3004125927540089801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-28-days.html' title='another 28 days.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-4509026402692416907</id><published>2009-11-04T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:50:02.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>TOP 10 reason ng mga single</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://manilagayguy.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/reason-ng-mga-single.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 604px;" src="http://manilagayguy.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/reason-ng-mga-single.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check ang DESTINY ADDICT, HAPPY-GO-LUCKY and WRONG TIME para sa akin! hehhehe&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/1027989282701606267-4509026402692416907?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/4509026402692416907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-reason-ng-mga-single.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/4509026402692416907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/4509026402692416907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-reason-ng-mga-single.html' title='TOP 10 reason ng mga single'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-256511462248618903</id><published>2009-11-04T15:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:43:05.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entertainment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrity'/><title type='text'>That guy in Korea... You're Beautiful!</title><content type='html'>I thought I already overcome the Boys Over Flowers fever but I guess not. I am officially addicted to the newest Korean drama "You're Beautiful". I was hooked again and this time in a much higher level. Now. I sound really a true screaming fan. I can't blog the whole story of the series but the synopsis, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.koreandrama.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/youarebeautiful2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 426px;" src="http://www.koreandrama.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/youarebeautiful2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Synopsis: Tae Kyung and On Yu are in search of a new member for their idol group, A.N.JELL. However, Mi Nam suffers an injury at the last moment. So Mi Nyu, his twin sister, is asked to step in for her brother. The rest of the drama follows the behind-the-scenes life of an idol group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trailer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1epo3E1AErA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1epo3E1AErA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know someday I will visit Korea. It's already in my country to visit check list. I'm really into and digging their fashion sense, categorically speaking - Men's Fashion. I find it weird in a nice and fabulous way. Also the hairstyle, that "just woke up in bed" look. Though messy but I find it cute and hip and their smooth white skin that made me feel insecure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-256511462248618903?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/256511462248618903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-guy-in-korea-youre-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/256511462248618903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/256511462248618903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-guy-in-korea-youre-beautiful.html' title='That guy in Korea... You&apos;re Beautiful!'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-1537988322943009747</id><published>2009-11-02T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:43:50.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>Coffee and a common friend.</title><content type='html'>I have been idle for quite sometime with friends but today we gathered again. We had coffee @ Madge Cafe in "Tinda LaPaz" (A small coffee house where prominent people like politicians gathered) It's my second time having coffee there. The coffee is really good. Seriously. Gordon and Tepy are already a patron there and they already have their own personalized coffee mug with their names embedded on it. I want mine too. Too bad I wasn't able to take a photo of the place because I did not bring along with me my camera. But, next time I will. We stayed like an hour there and headed to Smallville for a boost of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were having our wine we came to a conversation about our common friend and I can't help myself but to get pissed off. The retorts coming from this common friend is too personal already and way over board. Weeks ago we had a little misunderstanding. Sorry but I can not give in to details of what transpired then. But, I for sure did not started it and have no wrong. As what they always say no communication can led to another misunderstanding and another problem. The updates coming from facebook with this common friend is too powerful that it can affect you even there is no pun intended. But, you're just human and it's an instinct to react and that is what I did. Days past and there were exchanges of updates on facebook that as much as I don't want to read. It just popped straight into my eyes. I just felt sad that we had to go through this. I wanted to talk it over but there is this side in me that is holding me back for the mere reason that I did not do anything wrong. And after reading all those retorts on facebook. I no longer have plans of talking it over. So be it. Anyway, What is wrong with having dinner?? Is it a boring thing to do?? Gosh.. Gone are the days of partying and looking wasted. I don't need to dress up just to attract attention. I don't need it. I am contented having coffee and have a nice and sensible conversation with friends regardless of the clothes I wear.  Maturity?! I for sure have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-1537988322943009747?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/1537988322943009747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-and-common-friend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1537988322943009747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/1537988322943009747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee-and-common-friend.html' title='Coffee and a common friend.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-5557382439642560386</id><published>2009-10-30T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T20:09:51.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hindi ka nag iisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W16OSkUNNd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W16OSkUNNd8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see CHANGE beyond the horizon. I'm positive about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-5557382439642560386?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/5557382439642560386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/hindi-ka-nag-iisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/5557382439642560386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/5557382439642560386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/hindi-ka-nag-iisa.html' title='Hindi ka nag iisa'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-7461853471318605069</id><published>2009-10-25T11:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:43:39.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>That ModelMayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuPJLaTj_FI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JTGqGQ_tQGo/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuPJLaTj_FI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JTGqGQ_tQGo/s400/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396377976397102162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in awe when i read an email from Kip Hughes through ModelMayhem.com offering me for a paid research project (Glamour Posing Project). I'm actually hesitant if I'll accept the offer. What you think guys???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-7461853471318605069?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/7461853471318605069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-modelmayhem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7461853471318605069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/7461853471318605069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-modelmayhem.html' title='That ModelMayhem'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuPJLaTj_FI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JTGqGQ_tQGo/s72-c/s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1027989282701606267.post-3824826669626572192</id><published>2009-10-22T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:02:05.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etcetera'/><title type='text'>BORING day. Paid to do Nothing.</title><content type='html'>Nothing to blog. The past weeks for me was just plain monotonous. The daily routine would be eat-watch TV/DVD/surf the net-sleep and most of the time I can't sleep @ night. I wanted to bang my head to sleep but I just realized how stupid of me if I do so. It was just today that I go to work @ my dad's office. I thought. instead of couching around at home I'd rather do some sense and report for duty in the office. I'm at the office, Still got nothing to do except from checking FB, Twitter and other applications - its boring me. I'm being paid to sit and watch over my dads employees while they are busy typing, taking in calls, packing for deliveries, doing inventory and some errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually posted it as my status in FB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBURz7ak1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/ZWqfmUHEZZo/s1600-h/a.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBURz7ak1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/ZWqfmUHEZZo/s320/a.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395405018563777362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. I only have less than an hour because I wanted to  make sure that I get back to the office by 1pm. Just stroll a bit and realize that my wallet is as old as the ancient. So I look around in some boutiques to see if there is something for me that  suits my taste and there I ended up buying @ Girbaud. I'm happy that I finally bought a wallet. My ancient wallet is already crying for help and wanted air to breathe. hahahhaa The silliest part - I dont have extra cash to pay for the wallet. Since I am an impulsive buyer without hesitation I used my new credit card which I swore to myself that I will not going to activate it. Never. But, My cerebellum inside my brain instructed my right hand to pull the credit card in my wallet and pass it over to the lady in the counter. Now I have a bill to consider every 15th of the month. That will simply obliged me to go to the office everyday to work. I went to KFC to buy lunch even though the line was long I patiently waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look @ my helpless poor wallet! whahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV1vEJPtI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JA_3aGB4mug/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV1vEJPtI/AAAAAAAAAkY/JA_3aGB4mug/s200/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395406735245131474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV16Q1TtI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4F_YbaIjhjg/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV16Q1TtI/AAAAAAAAAkg/4F_YbaIjhjg/s200/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395406738251140818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now. Parang nakaligo lang. whahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV1FR9aRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CGKkihW8q4E/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV1FR9aRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/CGKkihW8q4E/s200/DSC00360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395406724028786962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV0qyvnMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ELa3uTtjHIs/s1600-h/DSC00359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBV0qyvnMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ELa3uTtjHIs/s200/DSC00359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395406716918537410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, as I write this blog I havent slept yet. So i'll better get going and get some rest before I end up as a Zombie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1027989282701606267-3824826669626572192?l=benjcordero.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/feeds/3824826669626572192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/boring-day-paid-to-do-nothing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3824826669626572192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1027989282701606267/posts/default/3824826669626572192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benjcordero.blogspot.com/2009/10/boring-day-paid-to-do-nothing.html' title='BORING day. Paid to do Nothing.'/><author><name>benjcordero</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07142295603078285519</uri><email>beenetoon@hotmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07324896498851060854'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3QdKX9lbY6g/SuBURz7ak1I/AAAAAAAAAkA/ZWqfmUHEZZo/s72-c/a.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>