<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:50:22.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts and Stuff</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-7943332689343888716</id><published>2007-12-15T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T13:23:50.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Gobble Gobble Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2RFsYC1BLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/plBWkCKP7bg/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2RFsYC1BLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/plBWkCKP7bg/s200/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144313303034823858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2RDHYC1BKI/AAAAAAAAADI/rpvTfKzND8w/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2RDHYC1BKI/AAAAAAAAADI/rpvTfKzND8w/s200/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144310468356408482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all turkey-ed out! OY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-7943332689343888716?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7943332689343888716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=7943332689343888716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/7943332689343888716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/7943332689343888716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-gobble-gobble-day.html' title='Happy Gobble Gobble Day!'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2RFsYC1BLI/AAAAAAAAADQ/plBWkCKP7bg/s72-c/IMG_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-6558419216507739988</id><published>2007-11-05T21:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:44:33.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The iphone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2sh-YC1BNI/AAAAAAAAADg/fVvM9ec_kzY/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2sh-YC1BNI/AAAAAAAAADg/fVvM9ec_kzY/s200/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146244354690843858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh iphone! How do I love thee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got a new iphone since my cellphone was slowly dying on me. I have to say...i love my iphone. &lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;-very adult looking phone. so when im in a meeting, you cant really tell im playing solitare. It just looks like im busy taking notes on it.&lt;br /&gt;-I have internet on it!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;-It has  a cool touch screen.&lt;br /&gt;-Everyone who sees my new phone goes...oooohhhh....aaaahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;-Bigger screen than my old phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;-i cant text when I drive. I know youre not supposed to but, man...all that wasted time just driving!&lt;br /&gt;-Volume is a bit low..but not so bad&lt;br /&gt;-When i put the phone next to my cheek it sometimes accidentally hangs up. This is because my face is fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall: I LOVE THIS PHONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-6558419216507739988?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6558419216507739988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=6558419216507739988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6558419216507739988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6558419216507739988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/11/iphone.html' title='The iphone'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/R2sh-YC1BNI/AAAAAAAAADg/fVvM9ec_kzY/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-8676911604636600728</id><published>2007-10-01T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T08:10:01.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 2 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WARNING: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This blog may contain mushy phrases and gushyness that might cause nausea, headaches, and pure disgust. Please consult your medical professional before you read this blog to see if you are healthy enough to take all these professions of love for the Poopsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know! Can you believe it? Two years with the same man. And how can i not, when I know I have met my "the one". I know, I know...our relationship is not perfect, but it is to me. We argue and fight but we talk and love each other very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the weekend trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;Tommy and I drove up to Santa Monica to the Loews hotel. It is such a beautiful hotel right by the beach. The lobby was amazing. Very chic. (go check it out http://www.expedia.com/pub/agent.dll?qscr=dspv&amp;flag=l&amp;itid=&amp;itdx=&amp;itty=&amp;from=f&amp;foop=0&amp;hwrq=&amp;htid=12954&amp;spsh=&amp;spsi=&amp;crti=4&amp;nfla=1&amp;mdpcid=21187-1.ExpediaHotelImagesUS|+Hotel_Review|+freesearch|+US) The rooms were beautiful especially that when we got there Tommy made arrangements to have chanpagne and chocolate covered strawberries brought up to our room. Then he popped in a video he made for me to celebrate our 2 years of being together. Yes people....I cried. He actually had been talking to my mom to get baby pictures of me. Pictures that I have never seen of me and my family. I loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHEl7rid7I/AAAAAAAAACg/S25DQxVZMGU/s1600-h/IMGP0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHEl7rid7I/AAAAAAAAACg/S25DQxVZMGU/s200/IMGP0599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116586807624103858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we had dinner on the pier (Bubba gumps! Yummy crab stuffed shrimp) then went to the third street promenade. I got a very sexy dress and an awesome top while Tommy sat exhausted and dehydrated. Then we went a store called Lush where they sell bath bombs. Tommy and I decided to get one since we had a nice bathtub back at the hotel. We picked a pink small bathbomb to test out. ($5- sex bomb) We did not pick it because of the name...shame on you. It really smelled nice. Jasmine-y...sweet...relaxing. So we were talking to the manager since we have never used a bathbomb, she gave it to us as a gift and not let us pay!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the hotel, took a nap, took a bath...then i took out little cupcakes, put candles on them so that Tommy and I can celebrate his birthday. Happy Birthday Poopsy Bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHQ17rid8I/AAAAAAAAACo/oUmrnVE5Bv4/s1600-h/IMGP0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHQ17rid8I/AAAAAAAAACo/oUmrnVE5Bv4/s200/IMGP0607.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116600276641544130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;The next part of Tommy's surprise was getting us another hotel in downtown. I told him I wanted to see the Walt Disney Concert Hall but hated driving around LA. He got us a reservation at the Omni hotel. After yelling and screaming at each other trying to find the hotel, we finally got there. Beautiful lobby. Beautiful room. Beautiful view. And the major plus besides staying near the Walt Disney Concert Hall, we get a free breakfast buffet. If any of you know me, you know I love my breakfast! So we walked around. Took  a nap. Then at night we had drinks at the bar sitting next to a fireplace. Muy romantico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHUHLrid9I/AAAAAAAAACw/_00a0yvUtzo/s1600-h/IMGP0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHUHLrid9I/AAAAAAAAACw/_00a0yvUtzo/s200/IMGP0644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116603871529170898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;BREAKFAST!!! Scrambled eggs and potatoes. Ya baby! After the breakfast we drove up to the Getty and it was so beautiful! So beautiful!!! The artwork was beautiful. The gardens were so beautiful. Take a look for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHWkrrid-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/l7HgxpoMaTQ/s1600-h/IMGP0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHWkrrid-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/l7HgxpoMaTQ/s200/IMGP0663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116606577358567394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHWk7rid_I/AAAAAAAAADA/txCl4Ht4Zq8/s1600-h/IMGP0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHWk7rid_I/AAAAAAAAADA/txCl4Ht4Zq8/s200/IMGP0654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116606581653534706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to end things, when we got back to Tommy's apartment, he had flowers waiting for me. Peonies!!! The flowers I had pointed out to him a month ago when we were walking around in WholeFoods. SO SWEET!!! Ok, I'm tired now from the excitement, suspense and romanticness of this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it you guys. It wasn't so bad, was it? (note: i love this guy!!!I LOVE THIS GUY!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-8676911604636600728?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8676911604636600728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=8676911604636600728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/8676911604636600728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/8676911604636600728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/10/our-2-year-anniversary.html' title='Our 2 year anniversary'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwHEl7rid7I/AAAAAAAAACg/S25DQxVZMGU/s72-c/IMGP0599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-6504749950492831039</id><published>2007-09-30T23:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T00:00:14.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me part tres!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCZ17rid2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/SxkYWy2jz48/s1600-h/DSC03909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCZ17rid2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/SxkYWy2jz48/s200/DSC03909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116258328525305698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCZ3rrid3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SrifJV7Op4M/s1600-h/DSC03899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCZ3rrid3I/AAAAAAAAACA/SrifJV7Op4M/s200/DSC03899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116258358590076786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my mom and brother and fini plus friend left for San Francisco, Tommy and I wanted to have dinner to celebrate my birthday. We went to our favorite restaurant, Habana and had a very romantic evening. It was very lovely really....hmmm. Definitely, a very happy birthday to me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-6504749950492831039?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6504749950492831039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=6504749950492831039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6504749950492831039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6504749950492831039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-to-me-part-tres.html' title='Happy Birthday to me part tres!'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCZ17rid2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/SxkYWy2jz48/s72-c/DSC03909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-6452731792396263204</id><published>2007-09-30T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T14:01:22.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me part deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwFf0rrid4I/AAAAAAAAACI/-GjkyX4crjc/s1600-h/IMGP0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwFf0rrid4I/AAAAAAAAACI/-GjkyX4crjc/s200/IMGP0396.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116476010352768898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwFf37rid5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wZ883Ig771Q/s1600-h/IMGP0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwFf37rid5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/wZ883Ig771Q/s200/IMGP0395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116476066187343762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother and I picked up our Mom, Finianne and her friend, Clarissa at Ontario airport, heading straight to LA to watch Wicked. We had dinner at KAbuki in LA. Watched the show Wicked at the Pantages theatre...it was so funny. Defintely recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-6452731792396263204?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6452731792396263204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=6452731792396263204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6452731792396263204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6452731792396263204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-to-me-part-deux.html' title='Happy Birthday to me part deux'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwFf0rrid4I/AAAAAAAAACI/-GjkyX4crjc/s72-c/IMGP0396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-7761785664771589757</id><published>2007-09-30T23:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:50:11.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCYWbrid1I/AAAAAAAAABw/pMMlcEndInk/s1600-h/IMGP0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCYWbrid1I/AAAAAAAAABw/pMMlcEndInk/s200/IMGP0373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116256687847798610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday started out by friends trying to call me early in the morning. I felt great going into work. We just hired a person who will be assisting me in my work so I could devote more time to finishing my practicum hours. My mom is coming in tomorrow. My brother just arrived from the Philippines. I havent seen him for 2 years which is the longest that I havent seen him. I am so happy and excited that he chose to come during my birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, while i was getting ready for our weekly staff meeting, my boss called me to the lobby, telling me that someone was there to see me. And there he was. They flowers delivery guy! Flowers!!! From Tommy. Even though we were on a thinking break, he still sent me flowers! He is so sweet. Then during staff meeting, our office bought a cake and more flowers for me!!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, i picked up my brother at the apartment and took him to dinner with some of my friends, then off to game works we go! We stayed there until midnight and i was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-7761785664771589757?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/7761785664771589757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=7761785664771589757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/7761785664771589757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/7761785664771589757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!!'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RwCYWbrid1I/AAAAAAAAABw/pMMlcEndInk/s72-c/IMGP0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-2358668445008121875</id><published>2007-09-02T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T18:32:14.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Months of mayhem and distruction</title><content type='html'>Ok...so maybe I was exaggerating. But it sure felt like a horrible couple of months. Here are the series of unfortunate events that I had to endure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 3, 2007- After a meeting out in Oceanside, San Deigo, I was going to spend the 4th of July with Tommy, when all of a sudden, a car hit me. Tommy had to come out and pick me up since my car was deemed undrivable. So my baby, along with his friend, Chrissy helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10, 2007- With my car in the shop getting fixed, I decided to get a car rental. This i used to get around. Nothing spectacular. Anyways, I convoyed with a friend to a meeting when her car died in the middle of the street. Not only were we late for the meeting but her car stalled in an area that was not safe. I didnt want to leave her. She didnt want to leave her car. So there, we were stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2007- Though this was my birthday month, Tommy and I were not ok. We took a thinking break and it was torture. Other bad things happened. More work for me to do. Also I realised that I would not be able to finish my practicum hours until December (Fall) not August (Summer). So that meant i had to pay for another quarter. Sucks to be me! So not only am i paying for car rental ($549) plus my deductible which i was told was going to be given back to me ($500) but I am also paying the Loma Linda fee ($490), all in one month. (Stress level...priceless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the financial stress, I was having some trouble with some people at the office. To the point that HR was involved. SIGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....a happy birthday to me. But that's another blog! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-2358668445008121875?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/2358668445008121875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=2358668445008121875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/2358668445008121875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/2358668445008121875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/09/months-of-mayhem-and-distruction.html' title='Months of mayhem and distruction'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-8056261456828564613</id><published>2007-06-06T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:01:11.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sign Form 2C or no graduation</title><content type='html'>So today, I was talking to the department secretary and she asked me if I have signed the Form 2C to which I just looked at her with a blank stare. She had this evil grin on her face as she continued to explain to me that I will not be able to march at the graduation ceremonies on Sunday morning. With a stunned look at my face, I looked at her. I pathetically stared into her eyes looking for some glimpse of hope...something that would indicate what I just heard was not true. Nothing. Finally after a minute of silent eternity, she sighed and started to tell me, in a whisper how to remedy my situation. At this point in time I still don't know if I will be allowed to march. I have to wait at 8am tomorrow morning infront of the admissions office and beg to sign the damn Form 2C. That's what I get for being a lazy ass.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the afternoon I dedicated to much whining. Poor Kimi. Every minute or so, i would whine to her....Kiiimmmiiiiiii. A swig of an alcoholic beverage and more whining. &lt;br /&gt;On a good note, I picked up my regalia. What do you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmeQiebuXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/d26bnpzC0pY/s1600-h/DSCF0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmeQiebuXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/d26bnpzC0pY/s200/DSCF0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073182427215454002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmeQ5-buX0I/AAAAAAAAABo/V_1mQSrjHrU/s1600-h/DSCF0556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmeQ5-buX0I/AAAAAAAAABo/V_1mQSrjHrU/s200/DSCF0556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073182830942379842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-8056261456828564613?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/8056261456828564613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=8056261456828564613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/8056261456828564613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/8056261456828564613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/06/sign-form-2c-or-no-graduation.html' title='sign Form 2C or no graduation'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmeQiebuXzI/AAAAAAAAABg/d26bnpzC0pY/s72-c/DSCF0555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-6310485062604611396</id><published>2007-06-01T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T21:45:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this man!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmDb_I4AcoI/AAAAAAAAABY/IT95KnM05ms/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmDb_I4AcoI/AAAAAAAAABY/IT95KnM05ms/s200/DSC03406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071295058179814018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmDb3I4AcnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RKfUo1LEVhU/s1600-h/168e37e90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmDb3I4AcnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/RKfUo1LEVhU/s200/168e37e90.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071294920740860530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Tom. We have been together for TWO YEARS and what an interesting two years it has been. He has met my friends. He has met my family. And he still wants to be with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i love him?&lt;br /&gt;...he is an amazing cook! He is the reason why i stopped being a vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;...we take trips together like San Francisco, Catalina, etc.&lt;br /&gt;...he loves my family, as crazy as they are, they love him back&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he looks at me...sometimes catching him wiht a smile on his face &lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he tells people about me...that im part of his life  &lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he whines with me...it makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he holds me in his arms....keeping me safe from the&lt;br /&gt;hurtful world&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he calls me texts me thru out the day...morning, noon and night&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he makes me feel desired&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he can be so sensitive and pout. he is soooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way i fit in his nook. I dont like the crany though.&lt;br /&gt;its stinky in there:)&lt;br /&gt;...i love the way he loves me...kissing me on my nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would find the person I was meant to be with...yet here he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY POOPSY BEAR! THATS YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-6310485062604611396?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6310485062604611396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=6310485062604611396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6310485062604611396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6310485062604611396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-this-man.html' title='I love this man!!'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmDb_I4AcoI/AAAAAAAAABY/IT95KnM05ms/s72-c/DSC03406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-6192601266401082102</id><published>2007-05-29T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:30:58.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I felt my heart in Saaan Francisssscooohhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmCruY4AckI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wP5I7x5Ek7Q/s1600-h/IMGP0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmCruY4AckI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wP5I7x5Ek7Q/s200/IMGP0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071241993858871874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I go to San Francisco, its feels like home. But not only that, it looks different everytime I go. This is because I go to different places and always do different things. This time I took my friend, Renee and her boyfriend Lucky. It was so much fun. What we did...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;*took the bart train to sony metreon,&lt;br /&gt; *took the muni to Ghirardellis- yes i always have the Domingo sundae. Very yummy!- &lt;br /&gt;*ate dinner at Stinking Rose- must have the 40clove chicken-&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;*Berkeley campus with a walk down telegraph ave.&lt;br /&gt;*Berkeley Rose Garden- in full bloom!&lt;br /&gt;*Embarcadero Center&lt;br /&gt;*Palace of Fine Arts&lt;br /&gt;*Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;*dinner at home with Zacherys Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect weekend with the weather really gloomy, cold and drizzling. I LOVE IT!!! How can you not? Anwyays, I'm going back up this weekend- AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-6192601266401082102?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/6192601266401082102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=6192601266401082102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6192601266401082102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/6192601266401082102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-felt-my-heart-in-saaan.html' title='I felt my heart in Saaan Francisssscooohhhh'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RmCruY4AckI/AAAAAAAAAA4/wP5I7x5Ek7Q/s72-c/IMGP0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1250795283650646970.post-1549831679155637304</id><published>2007-05-21T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:10:10.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A commited blogger I am not</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RlKEVevrhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ach7tpR49Ag/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RlKEVevrhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ach7tpR49Ag/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067258035310396450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a blog and i just couldnt keep up with posting all the time. So by the time I wanted to post again, I had forgotten my password and everything that went with it. So here I am. Another blog. Hopefully this one will last longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new blog comes with a new laptop. Yep, my old one died and now I have a mac. I've always wanted one and now I am part of a few who carry around a small little box with an apple symbol on it. I feel proud. I miss the convenience of knowing exactly where to go on my pc though. On this little gadget it takes me awhile to figure it out. This includes several phone calls to a friend, (Greggor, the master of the mac), google search on what I need to know, plus countless self-doubting moments of if I made the right choice in purchasing this little thing. So far I am happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1250795283650646970-1549831679155637304?l=djilly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/feeds/1549831679155637304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1250795283650646970&amp;postID=1549831679155637304' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/1549831679155637304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1250795283650646970/posts/default/1549831679155637304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://djilly.blogspot.com/2007/05/commited-blogger-i-am-not.html' title='A commited blogger I am not'/><author><name>djilly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03127009515426886104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q3UeUzwIQqU/RlKEVevrhCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Ach7tpR49Ag/s72-c/MyPicture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
