<?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-4277420553487781473</id><updated>2012-02-17T10:03:50.634+08:00</updated><category term='body clock'/><category term='2009'/><category term='plans'/><category term='Green Giant FM'/><category term='books'/><category term='interesting'/><category term='scatterbrained-ness'/><category term='on my mind'/><category term='Bekah&apos;s debuspedida'/><category term='video shoot'/><category term='cramps'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='Cascada'/><category term='cute'/><category term='library'/><category term='Katy Perry'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Lindsay Lohan'/><category term='travel'/><category term='KEB'/><category term='trains'/><category term='Greenleaf'/><category term='family'/><category term='i miss you'/><category term='Lady Marmalade'/><category term='Shiba Inu'/><category term='random raves'/><category term='like'/><category term='confused'/><category term='Pitch'/><category term='2008'/><category term='BigBang'/><category term='420'/><category term='sonnet'/><category term='bonding'/><category term='MSN'/><category term='mad'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Tumblr'/><category term='Darren'/><category term='school'/><category term='D/C'/><category term='quick update'/><category term='Once Upon a September'/><category term='browning'/><category term='whacked'/><category term='super hot cocoa'/><category term='weekend highlights'/><category term='thought vomit'/><category term='sick'/><category term='get lost'/><category term='Urbandub'/><category term='love'/><category term='With Me'/><category term='Bossy'/><category term='Non'/><category term='Everytime We Touch'/><category term='OMFG'/><category term='EJ'/><category term='song'/><category term='puppies'/><category term='today'/><category term='BJV'/><category term='thank you'/><category term='What Hurts The Most'/><category term='18th'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='something new'/><category term='Blair Waldorf'/><category term='ouch'/><category term='Zach'/><category term='excited'/><category term='catharsis'/><category term='one week'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='Bed (Remix)'/><category term='Luigi'/><category term='Bio class'/><category term='Rascal Flatts'/><category term='classmates'/><category term='Law'/><category term='polychrome'/><category term='ATC'/><category term='Sum 41'/><category term='FAIL'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Ondoy'/><category term='random ramblings'/><category term='me'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='empty'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='misunderstanding'/><category term='apology'/><category term='IM conversation'/><category term='Phil'/><category term='J. Holiday ft. Nina Sky'/><category term='bored'/><category term='i love you'/><category term='Gossip Girl'/><category term='YM'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='fight'/><category term='Bellevue Manila'/><category term='Still Thinking'/><category term='random rants'/><category term='imagine'/><category term='Juno'/><category term='craving'/><category term='edited'/><category term='frogs'/><category term='Thinking Of You'/><category term='Team Thailand'/><category term='Rocko the rott'/><category term='tomorrow'/><title type='text'>Let's make this last forever.</title><subtitle type='html'>Just some random rants, raves, and ramblings. Snippets of life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4073117514848049819</id><published>2010-05-11T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:30:29.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What time do you usually wake up during the summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Noon onwards. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4073117514848049819?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4073117514848049819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4073117514848049819' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4073117514848049819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4073117514848049819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-time-do-you-usually-wake-up-during.html' title='What time do you usually wake up during the summer?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2574016481120949751</id><published>2010-05-11T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:30:25.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite chocolate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Cadbury Dairy Milk, and Cadbury Hazelnut! SOOOOO DELISHUS~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2574016481120949751?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2574016481120949751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2574016481120949751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2574016481120949751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2574016481120949751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/favorite-chocolate.html' title='Favorite chocolate?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-135672809799827994</id><published>2010-05-07T22:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:49:50.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Errr, Xander again. What's the best thing I can do to show and make Alexis feel that I love her?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'm sure everything you do makes her feel your love. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-135672809799827994?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/135672809799827994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=135672809799827994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/135672809799827994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/135672809799827994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/errr-xander-again-what-best-thing-i-can.html' title='Errr, Xander again. What&amp;#39;s the best thing I can do to show and make Alexis feel that I love her?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-75993944613551992</id><published>2010-05-07T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:49:49.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Alexander again! (I hope I'm not bothering you.) My parents are coming to the condo in a few days. Alexis is really nervous to meet them! What can I do to make her feel better when they arrive? Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;It's pretty normal for a girl to be nervous to meet her possible in-laws, really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again Allie's been talking to your parents over the internet for a while, so I doubt she'll actually be nervous at all! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-75993944613551992?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/75993944613551992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=75993944613551992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/75993944613551992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/75993944613551992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-alexander-again-i-hope-i-not.html' title='It&amp;#39;s Alexander again! (I hope I&amp;#39;m not bothering you.) My parents are coming to the condo in a few days. Alexis is really nervous to meet them! What can I do to make her feel better when they arrive? Thanks!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3783619408843344743</id><published>2010-05-07T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:49:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...hi, Marianne! This is Alexander, yet again. Okay, as you know, I'm getting married to Allie next month, and for that I'm blessed!

I just really want to be a great husband for her. She deserves the best. So, what should I do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'm sure you know what to do. I mean, she's already in love with you for the man that you are. I'm sure she will find more reasons to love you each day - and you'll come up with new ideas on how to do so! :) Kibum and I wish you only the best! *hugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3783619408843344743?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3783619408843344743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3783619408843344743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3783619408843344743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3783619408843344743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/uhhi-marianne-this-is-alexander-yet.html' title='Uh...hi, Marianne! This is Alexander, yet again. Okay, as you know, I&amp;#39;m getting married to Allie next month, and for that I&amp;#39;m blessed!&#xA;&#xA;I just really want to be a great husband for her. She deserves the best. So, what should I do?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2568672686482403659</id><published>2010-05-07T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:37:36.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you found out that the love of my life did something foolish, say cheat on me, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HOLY FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to his house and kicks his ass*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I'd give him the sermon of a lifetime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2568672686482403659?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2568672686482403659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2568672686482403659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2568672686482403659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2568672686482403659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-found-out-that-love-of-my-life.html' title='If you found out that the love of my life did something foolish, say cheat on me, what would you do?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-9197210519807443728</id><published>2010-05-07T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T22:26:39.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie, this is Juvin,and this is Kelie! We're Kevin's twins! We want to know what you think Daddy first liked about Mommy, and what Mommy first liked about Daddy! We're just curious Auntie...pleasee ^3^ Thank you Auntie! We love you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey, you two! :) *pats both heads* I'm not that sure since it was your Auntie Allie who helped match them up! Why don't you go ask her? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and here's something for you two - a bag of choco flakes! Trust me, with or without milk, these are delicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-9197210519807443728?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/9197210519807443728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=9197210519807443728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9197210519807443728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9197210519807443728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/auntie-this-is-juvinand-this-is-kelie.html' title='Auntie, this is Juvin,and this is Kelie! We&amp;#39;re Kevin&amp;#39;s twins! We want to know what you think Daddy first liked about Mommy, and what Mommy first liked about Daddy! We&amp;#39;re just curious Auntie...pleasee ^3^ Thank you Auntie! We love you!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6807418403494041109</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:52:09.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If there was one thing about me you want to change, what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Your freaking figure! So thin D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6807418403494041109?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6807418403494041109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6807418403494041109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6807418403494041109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6807418403494041109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-there-was-one-thing-about-me-you.html' title='If there was one thing about me you want to change, what would it be?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6613015393259348037</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:52:09.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is your presidential candidate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I really want to vote for Gordon. As underrated as he is, I still think he deserves my vote, even though he can't really win..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6613015393259348037?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6613015393259348037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6613015393259348037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6613015393259348037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6613015393259348037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-is-your-presidential-candidate.html' title='Who is your presidential candidate?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7461703438246262308</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:52:08.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you looking forward to classes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Kind of. At least I have something to do, plus allowance :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7461703438246262308?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7461703438246262308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7461703438246262308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7461703438246262308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7461703438246262308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-you-looking-forward-to-classes.html' title='Are you looking forward to classes?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3468475019555801039</id><published>2010-05-05T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T23:52:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What annoys you the most?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;COCKROACHES OHMYGAHD I WISH THEY WOULD ALL DROP DEAD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3468475019555801039?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3468475019555801039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3468475019555801039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3468475019555801039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3468475019555801039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-annoys-you-most.html' title='What annoys you the most?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3567178669608199187</id><published>2010-05-02T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:56:26.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You have so many husbands from different countries (and different bands). :)) If you're going to rank them, 1 as the highest, who would make it on the top (in your heart)? Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey Julie! :D Your question is so controversial and scandalous :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kim Kibum of U-Kiss - Allie knows why! Go ask her :))&lt;br /&gt;2. Eli Kim of U-Kiss. I swear, he got me crying in the middle of SM North. Stevie knows this :))&lt;br /&gt;3. Nichkhun Horvejkul of 2PM. He's the best of both - Thai-Chinese, in a Korean idol group! YESSSS :))&lt;br /&gt;4. Son Dongwoon of BEAST. He's actually a month older than me, but he looks super mature. And he has this really deep voice.. :D&lt;br /&gt;5. Your daddy, Non Rigulasurakarn of August Band. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's mean that Non's at the bottom of the list, but face it - where has August been all this time TT___TT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3567178669608199187?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3567178669608199187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3567178669608199187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3567178669608199187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3567178669608199187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-have-so-many-husbands-from.html' title='You have so many husbands from different countries (and different bands). :)) If you&amp;#39;re going to rank them, 1 as the highest, who would make it on the top (in your heart)? Thanks!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2926790239214863381</id><published>2010-05-02T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:49:04.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were Kibum, how do you plan to propose to Yani?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Before anything, I'd take her to Korea. I'd show her around Seoul, let her meet U-Kiss and the other people I work with. We'd all hang out for a while, just so that she knows how I'm like when I'm with my friends (but secretly I'm showing U-Kiss what a wonderful woman I've been blessed to have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd take her to my condo to meet my older brother Hyung Jun (I hear she thinks he's cute, haha! I'm a little jealous actually), so that he finally gets to meet her. Our parents and older sister would also be there so that they know who's the woman who will be taking care of their little boy as much as she can, haha! Hyung and I will cook lunch for everybody since they're our guests, after all! (But my family knows that something BIG is coming up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after lunch, we'll all hang out at the condo for a bit, play Wii. When dark falls, we'll all go to Banpo Bridge, and watch the MOONLIGHT RAINBOW FOUNTAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see Marianne all entranced with the colors and movement of the water, I'll tap her shoulder. When she looks at me, I'll smile at her to the point she'll ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment, I'll be down on one knee, to the brink of tears.. Then I'll pull out a little velvet box. I'll open it, revealing a diamond engagement ring set in white gold. I don't know how she'll react.. But I'm sure she'll be very shocked. And I would be really nervous since I'm proposing to her in front of my family, and all the visitors at Banpo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I just hope she'll say yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2926790239214863381?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2926790239214863381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2926790239214863381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2926790239214863381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2926790239214863381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-were-kibum-how-do-you-plan-to_02.html' title='If you were Kibum, how do you plan to propose to Yani?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8037424967529223204</id><published>2010-05-02T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:43:42.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were Kibum, how do you plan to propose to Yani?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Before anything, I'd take her to Korea. I'd show her around Seoul, let her meet U-Kiss and the other people I work with. We'd all hang out for a while, just so that she knows how I'm like when I'm with my friends (but secretly I'm showing U-Kiss what a wonderful woman I've been blessed to have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'd take her to my condo to meet my older brother Hyung Jun (I hear she thinks he's cute, haha! I'm a little jealous actually), so that he finally gets to meet her. Our parents and older sister would also be there so that they know who's the woman who will be taking care of their little boy as much as she can, haha! Hyung and I will cook lunch for everybody since they're our guests, after all! (But my family knows that something BIG is coming up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after lunch, we'll all hang out at the condo for a bit, play Wii. When dark falls, we'll all go to Banpo Bridge, and watch the MOONLIGHT RAINBOW FOUNTAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see Marianne all entranced with the colors and movement of the water, I'll tap her shoulder. When she looks at me, I'll smile at her to the point she'll ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment, I'll be down on one knee, to the brink of tears.. Then I'll pull out a little velvet box. I'll open it, revealing a diamond engagement ring set in white gold. I don't know how she'll react.. But I'm sure she'll be very shocked. And I would be really nervous since I'm proposing to her in front of my family, and all the visitors at Banpo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I just hope she'll say yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8037424967529223204?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8037424967529223204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8037424967529223204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8037424967529223204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8037424967529223204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-were-kibum-how-do-you-plan-to.html' title='If you were Kibum, how do you plan to propose to Yani?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2176026589354271253</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:31.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia/Boa tarde/Boa noite, Auntie Marianne and Uncle Ki Bum! It's Isobel! Well, I know Tali is turning 6 pretty soon, and I just wanted to ask what I could get her as a present. Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey there Isobel! *leans down for a hug* Well.. Tali likes to color a whole lot. I think she would love it if you get her a box of crayons or a paint set.. And you can even make a card you did yourself! I'm sure she would love it, especially when it comes from her favorite playmate! :) *pats Isobel on the head*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2176026589354271253?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2176026589354271253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2176026589354271253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2176026589354271253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2176026589354271253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/bom-diaboa-tardeboa-noite-auntie.html' title='Bom dia/Boa tarde/Boa noite, Auntie Marianne and Uncle Ki Bum! It&amp;#39;s Isobel! Well, I know Tali is turning 6 pretty soon, and I just wanted to ask what I could get her as a present. Thanks!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8285286727871508086</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:30.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations! You just found out you're pregnant with Tali. How do you think she will look like? What features should she get from you and which would you like from Ki Bum?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd like her to have my deep brown eyes and hair, plus my naturally plump lips - she would be gorgeous! *proud* :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd love it if she has Marumir's eye smile, his gorgeous Japanese eyes and silky hair, and the ability to have no bad camera angles. She's very lucky to have him for a dad :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8285286727871508086?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8285286727871508086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8285286727871508086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8285286727871508086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8285286727871508086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/congratulations-you-just-found-out-you.html' title='Congratulations! You just found out you&amp;#39;re pregnant with Tali. How do you think she will look like? What features should she get from you and which would you like from Ki Bum?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6156707827681473063</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:29.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Marianne! It's me, Alexander. How are you and Kibum?

Anyway, I know it isn't really a special occasion, but I just want to surprise my lovely Allie. What do you think would be a great idea to make her smile?

Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey Xander, nice of you to drop by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not much of a surprise to know that she smiles so much when you're around! I think anything you do would make her smile, from a monkey impression to you pretending to be stuck up, to your cute falsettos and your dramatic reading.. They're all bound to crack a smile on her face :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6156707827681473063?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6156707827681473063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6156707827681473063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6156707827681473063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6156707827681473063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi-marianne-it-me-alexander-how-are-you.html' title='Hi, Marianne! It&amp;#39;s me, Alexander. How are you and Kibum?&#xA;&#xA;Anyway, I know it isn&amp;#39;t really a special occasion, but I just want to surprise my lovely Allie. What do you think would be a great idea to make her smile?&#xA;&#xA;Thank you!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3873808219609018667</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:29.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow up to the feature question, what emotional/intellectual/attitude traits would you like Tali to inherit from you and what from Ki Bum?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;From me, I'd like her to inherit my skill in writing, innate strength, intelligence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Marumir, I want Tali to have his jokes-around-but-knows-when-to-get-serious attitude, and his ability to wake up early (which I don't have :p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From both Kibummie and I, I'd like Tali to take after our passion for reading, caring and nurturing nature, ability in singing, and our ability in cooking. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3873808219609018667?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3873808219609018667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3873808219609018667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3873808219609018667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3873808219609018667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/follow-up-to-feature-question-what.html' title='Follow up to the feature question, what emotional/intellectual/attitude traits would you like Tali to inherit from you and what from Ki Bum?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6539562965195668098</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:27.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Yani! It's me, Kevin. 

Anyway, I know it isn't really a special occasion, but I just want to surprise Julie. What do you think would be a great idea to make her smile?

Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey there Cheesecake! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. I think just you showing up at her doorstep would be enough of a surprise - I mean you're all the way in Korea for work, so if ever you do come here and visit, she'll be super surprised and pleased ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6539562965195668098?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6539562965195668098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6539562965195668098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6539562965195668098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6539562965195668098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-yani-it-me-kevin-anyway-i-know-it.html' title='Hey, Yani! It&amp;#39;s me, Kevin. &#xA;&#xA;Anyway, I know it isn&amp;#39;t really a special occasion, but I just want to surprise Julie. What do you think would be a great idea to make her smile?&#xA;&#xA;Thank you!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-5795067183635296016</id><published>2010-05-02T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:10:26.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, Marianne! This is Alexander.

Okay, I heard what happened between you and Eli. I'm so sorry! *hugs*. 

Well, yeah, Kibum's wonderful, and I'm happy for you still.

I just really wanted to clarify everything. Just why did you decide to end it with Eli</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey again, Xander.. That's a little hard for me to answer :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli will always have a special place in my heart. He's handsome, takes care of his body, dresses well, does the cutest pigeon impressions, plus he's a lot like me (like the habits seen in U-Kiss Vampire).. But lately he's been pretty busy with Scandal and Pops in Seoul and stuff that he barely has time for me. If it's not that, it's practice with you guys. I understand, but somehow I feel a little neglected.. And I heard from some people that he's a little suplado (ask Allie to explain this term for you :D) around fans.. So I suppose it turned me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's perfect boyfriend material, I know. But Kibum? He's perfect MARRIAGE material. I know I'm too young to be thinking about marriage, but a friend once told me that the secret to a successful marriage is sincerity even while single.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-5795067183635296016?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/5795067183635296016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=5795067183635296016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5795067183635296016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5795067183635296016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-marianne-this-is-alexander-okay-i.html' title='Hey, Marianne! This is Alexander.&#xA;&#xA;Okay, I heard what happened between you and Eli. I&amp;#39;m so sorry! *hugs*. &#xA;&#xA;Well, yeah, Kibum&amp;#39;s wonderful, and I&amp;#39;m happy for you still.&#xA;&#xA;I just really wanted to clarify everything. Just why did you decide to end it with Eli'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-9155385964133803753</id><published>2010-04-27T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:36:38.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are at Julie and Kevin's wedding when the minister asks if anyone opposes the marriage.

We see Kiseop about to speak up. Should we let him proceed or not? What should we tell him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't think so.. The least that Kiseop could do is be happy for Julie and Kevin. And besides, there's a girl out there who'll love Kiseop - his entire blood type A, slightly scaredy-cat self. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-9155385964133803753?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/9155385964133803753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=9155385964133803753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9155385964133803753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9155385964133803753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/we-are-at-julie-and-kevin-wedding-when.html' title='We are at Julie and Kevin&amp;#39;s wedding when the minister asks if anyone opposes the marriage.&#xA;&#xA;We see Kiseop about to speak up. Should we let him proceed or not? What should we tell him?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3895590371636250646</id><published>2010-04-27T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:36:38.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiseop (who likes you) visits your law office with a bouquet in hand, ready to court you. But he sees your wedding photo with Eli and storms away hurt.

He comes to me and Xander. What should we tell him?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Di ka talaga naawa kay Kiseop :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say, I'm still too happy with Eli to notice XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, he should just be happy for Eli and I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3895590371636250646?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3895590371636250646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3895590371636250646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3895590371636250646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3895590371636250646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/kiseop-who-likes-you-visits-your-law.html' title='Kiseop (who likes you) visits your law office with a bouquet in hand, ready to court you. But he sees your wedding photo with Eli and storms away hurt.&#xA;&#xA;He comes to me and Xander. What should we tell him?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6917950378061864420</id><published>2010-04-27T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:36:37.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhm...hi, Marianne. It's me, Kiseop. Uh..I think your friend Alexis is awesome, and yeah, I like her.

I know Xander hyung is crazy about her, and I respect her. But I love her so much, I'm willing to try.

What should I do? Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Dear, if you know that Xander likes her and that she returns the feelings, I suggest you don't pursue her anymore - the sooner you know, the sooner you'll be able to heal. I'm sorry, dear :( Why don't Eli and I treat you out for noraebang and noodles to help you feel better?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6917950378061864420?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6917950378061864420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6917950378061864420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6917950378061864420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6917950378061864420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/uhmhi-marianne-it-me-kiseop-uhi-think.html' title='Uhm...hi, Marianne. It&amp;#39;s me, Kiseop. Uh..I think your friend Alexis is awesome, and yeah, I like her.&#xA;&#xA;I know Xander hyung is crazy about her, and I respect her. But I love her so much, I&amp;#39;m willing to try.&#xA;&#xA;What should I do? Thanks!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-740184697708573460</id><published>2010-04-27T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T01:12:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin confesses to liking me! :O (I like Alexander, of course!) How do we tell this to the suddenly persistent Kevin who plans to even move to Manila for me? (Hahaha!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HALA :)))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would tell Xander to tell Kevin that you just don't like him as much as he likes you.. and that he should try to be close with this other wonderful girl - who happens to be our friend JULIE! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-740184697708573460?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/740184697708573460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=740184697708573460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/740184697708573460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/740184697708573460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/kevin-confesses-to-liking-me-o-i-like.html' title='Kevin confesses to liking me! :O (I like Alexander, of course!) How do we tell this to the suddenly persistent Kevin who plans to even move to Manila for me? (Hahaha!)'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7016088465068758627</id><published>2010-04-27T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:37:28.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we find out Xander likes you and Eli likes me, how shall we tell the boys that we like the other?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That would be fairly easy - you'd keep talking to Xander, and I'd keep talking to Eli! Easy peasy :)) Plus we can drop hints to them that they should try the other ;P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7016088465068758627?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7016088465068758627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7016088465068758627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7016088465068758627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7016088465068758627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-we-find-out-xander-likes-you-and-eli.html' title='If we find out Xander likes you and Eli likes me, how shall we tell the boys that we like the other?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3407595584553161745</id><published>2010-04-27T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:37:28.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I visit your law office one day. It says on the plaque: Atty. Marianne Raterta-Kim. But to my surprise, the Kim in question is Ki Bum, not Eli. 

Why did that happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd still be super happy since Kibum is my number 2 U-Kiss bias, because he's goodlooking, physically fit, can cook, likes to produce and compose music with his brother Hyung Joon, and loves to read (he reads before sleeping!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I don't really know why it happened. But certainly something happened between Eli and I that caused us to drift apart. I don't know what exactly, but that's all the explanation I can give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. My house with Kibum will probably have a library - with one section dedicated to my textbooks on Philippine and Korean law (that is, if I decided to practice in Korea or something), as well as his and my respective book collections :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3407595584553161745?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3407595584553161745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3407595584553161745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3407595584553161745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3407595584553161745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-visit-your-law-office-one-day-it-says.html' title='I visit your law office one day. It says on the plaque: Atty. Marianne Raterta-Kim. But to my surprise, the Kim in question is Ki Bum, not Eli. &#xA;&#xA;Why did that happen?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7285569296161482405</id><published>2010-04-27T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:37:27.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiseop confesses to liking Julie, who of course, likes Kevin.

How do we tell this to the suddenly persistent Kiseop who plans to even move to Manila for her?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OH MY GOODNESS :O I guess we could ask Xander to tell him. I know we can't avoid hurting his feelings, but he has a right to know. The sooner he finds out, the more time he has to heal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7285569296161482405?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7285569296161482405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7285569296161482405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7285569296161482405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7285569296161482405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/kiseop-confesses-to-liking-julie-who-of.html' title='Kiseop confesses to liking Julie, who of course, likes Kevin.&#xA;&#xA;How do we tell this to the suddenly persistent Kiseop who plans to even move to Manila for her?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2636398950195501170</id><published>2010-04-27T00:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:30:52.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am featured on Korean Cosmo (Haha!). What would you like them to say about the girl half of Alex Squared?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would like them to talk about how wonderful Xander is, and how fate has blessed him with someone just as wonderful as he is!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2636398950195501170?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2636398950195501170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2636398950195501170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2636398950195501170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2636398950195501170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-featured-on-korean-cosmo-haha-what.html' title='I am featured on Korean Cosmo (Haha!). What would you like them to say about the girl half of Alex Squared?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4306006238141998192</id><published>2010-04-27T00:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:30:52.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are meeting Eli's parents for the first time! How would you like Eli to introduce you? What impression would you like to leave on the Kims?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Eli: &amp;quot;Mom, Dad.. I'd like to introduce to you the girl I'm so lucky to have - she loves me despite my goofball antics and habits, and she understands me even though I don't see her that often because of work. She makes me feel special in any and every way that she can, and I can't thank God enough to have found her. She also has her little quirks, but I love her for it! I want you two to meet the girl, no, WOMAN, that I would want nothing more than to have forever - Marianne.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be remembered by his parents as a quirky girl with a big heart. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4306006238141998192?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4306006238141998192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4306006238141998192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4306006238141998192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4306006238141998192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-meeting-eli-parents-for-first.html' title='You are meeting Eli&amp;#39;s parents for the first time! How would you like Eli to introduce you? What impression would you like to leave on the Kims?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7832551725088161458</id><published>2010-04-27T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:30:51.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are featured on Korean Cosmo (Of course! You're Atty. Marianne Ratterta-Kim!). What would you like them to say about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't really know! I think you should be the one to answer this :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7832551725088161458?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7832551725088161458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7832551725088161458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7832551725088161458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7832551725088161458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-featured-on-korean-cosmo-of.html' title='You are featured on Korean Cosmo (Of course! You&amp;#39;re Atty. Marianne Ratterta-Kim!). What would you like them to say about you?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2967710257559272558</id><published>2010-04-27T00:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:30:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annyeong saeyo, Marianne! I'm Naomi Lee-Eusebio, and I'm Alexander's Mum. 

My son and Alexis are coming here for a family gathering. What should we expect of her? Thanks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hi there Tita Naomi! :) The easiest way to put it is that Alexis is just like Xander - only a little louder since she's a theater girl! She is beautiful both inside and out, and utterly talented! Expect the best from her, Tita!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2967710257559272558?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2967710257559272558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2967710257559272558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2967710257559272558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2967710257559272558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/annyeong-saeyo-marianne-i-naomi-lee.html' title='Annyeong saeyo, Marianne! I&amp;#39;m Naomi Lee-Eusebio, and I&amp;#39;m Alexander&amp;#39;s Mum. &#xA;&#xA;My son and Alexis are coming here for a family gathering. What should we expect of her? Thanks!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-229355086822805119</id><published>2010-04-26T04:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T04:02:42.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your favorite scent of cologne or perfume?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Something not too flowery or fruity. I'm a bit partial to musky scents, like vanilla or cinnamon and stuff :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-229355086822805119?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/229355086822805119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=229355086822805119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/229355086822805119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/229355086822805119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-your-favorite-scent-of-cologne.html' title='What is your favorite scent of cologne or perfume?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6793274252621630244</id><published>2010-04-26T04:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T04:02:38.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the most sinful thing you've done?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;SECREEEEEEEEET :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6793274252621630244?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6793274252621630244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6793274252621630244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6793274252621630244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6793274252621630244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-most-sinful-thing-you-done.html' title='What is the most sinful thing you&amp;#39;ve done?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6191221299067496266</id><published>2010-04-16T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:18:39.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, back at you!

If I was on MNET Scandal with Alexander, how do you think the episodes would play out? Describe at least 3 episodes - pretend to be a writer of the program! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;1. The obligatory getting-to-know-you episode, most likely you two would meet up at a cafe or a bookshop of sorts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Xander would tour you around Seoul, or at least, the places where he usually hangs out. You two could sample local cuisine, and talk until dark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He could take you to practice with U-Kiss where I also happen to be there, cheering on the boys. :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6191221299067496266?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6191221299067496266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6191221299067496266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6191221299067496266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6191221299067496266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/again-back-at-you-if-i-was-on-mnet.html' title='Again, back at you!&#xA;&#xA;If I was on MNET Scandal with Alexander, how do you think the episodes would play out? Describe at least 3 episodes - pretend to be a writer of the program! :D'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-9094137784887974985</id><published>2010-04-16T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:18:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well hello, personal stylist! What outfit would you have my wear for my first date with Xander? How about when I'm meeting his parents/family at a reunion (not on Twitter! Haha!)

Right back at you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Well I don't think you need any help here - you already have impeccable taste in clothes, why change what already works? :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-9094137784887974985?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/9094137784887974985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=9094137784887974985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9094137784887974985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9094137784887974985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-hello-personal-stylist-what-outfit.html' title='Well hello, personal stylist! What outfit would you have my wear for my first date with Xander? How about when I&amp;#39;m meeting his parents/family at a reunion (not on Twitter! Haha!)&#xA;&#xA;Right back at you!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2102706541786717289</id><published>2010-04-16T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:17:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! This is Alexander again! I'm visiting the Aranetas in the Philippines, and well, I need your help!

I really want to make a good impression on Allie's parents. I love their daughter so immensely. So, what should I do?

Obrigado, minha amiga!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Just be the wonderful, funny, witty, and super cute guy that you are, and add a dash of gentlemanly charm - you'll have them hooked in no time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2102706541786717289?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2102706541786717289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2102706541786717289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2102706541786717289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2102706541786717289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-this-is-alexander-again-i-visiting.html' title='Hi! This is Alexander again! I&amp;#39;m visiting the Aranetas in the Philippines, and well, I need your help!&#xA;&#xA;I really want to make a good impression on Allie&amp;#39;s parents. I love their daughter so immensely. So, what should I do?&#xA;&#xA;Obrigado, minha amiga!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-553067583334273859</id><published>2010-04-16T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T02:29:11.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander and I invite you to sing at our wedding. What song would you dedicate to us and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hmmmm. Most likely Betcha By Golly Wow - besides the super sweet lyrics and imagery, it would give Kevin and the U-Kiss boys a bit of a laugh. (Betcha by golly WOO!~ :p)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-553067583334273859?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/553067583334273859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=553067583334273859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/553067583334273859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/553067583334273859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/alexander-and-i-invite-you-to-sing-at.html' title='Alexander and I invite you to sing at our wedding. What song would you dedicate to us and why?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1686194629097392951</id><published>2010-04-16T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T02:29:09.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia/ boa tarde/boa noite, Auntie Marianne! It's me, Isobel!

I just wanted to know what Mummy first like about Daddy and vice versa. I think they're so adorable is all!

Eu te amo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hello Isobel! *pats head* Well, what your Mum first liked about your dad is that he's multi-racial and multi-lingual, just like her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suppose your Dad loves how your Mum is just so.. so.. wonderful in every way!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1686194629097392951?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1686194629097392951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1686194629097392951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1686194629097392951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1686194629097392951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/bom-dia-boa-tardeboa-noite-auntie.html' title='Bom dia/ boa tarde/boa noite, Auntie Marianne! It&amp;#39;s me, Isobel!&#xA;&#xA;I just wanted to know what Mummy first like about Daddy and vice versa. I think they&amp;#39;re so adorable is all!&#xA;&#xA;Eu te amo!'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1348170243770048573</id><published>2010-04-15T14:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:27:22.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the one thing you first notice about me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Your long, long legs!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1348170243770048573?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1348170243770048573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1348170243770048573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1348170243770048573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1348170243770048573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-is-one-thing-you-first-notice.html' title='What is the one thing you first notice about me?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-304278947302547169</id><published>2010-04-15T14:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:27:21.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you found out the love of your life happens to be gay, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;HAH! I would be super sad.. BUT THEN AGAIN NOW I HAVE A SHOPPING BUDDY :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-304278947302547169?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/304278947302547169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=304278947302547169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/304278947302547169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/304278947302547169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-found-out-love-of-your-life.html' title='If you found out the love of your life happens to be gay, what would you do?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-9051468651175882734</id><published>2010-04-15T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T14:27:21.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were given a chance to study college abroad, where would you go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Not really sure.. But perhaps Australia, South Korea or Thailand, so I wouldn't be too far from family and friends :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-9051468651175882734?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/9051468651175882734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=9051468651175882734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9051468651175882734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/9051468651175882734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-were-given-chance-to-study.html' title='If you were given a chance to study college abroad, where would you go?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4834601437046286038</id><published>2010-04-14T03:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:33:33.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a DSLR camera in hand, what place would you immediately go to take pictures?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Your house. Because DSLR = Thai girls photoshoot. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4834601437046286038?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4834601437046286038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4834601437046286038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4834601437046286038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4834601437046286038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/with-dslr-camera-in-hand-what-place.html' title='With a DSLR camera in hand, what place would you immediately go to take pictures?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7333355809640869600</id><published>2010-04-14T03:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:33:18.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you were an animal, what would you be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A panda bear! Cute as a baby, cute as an adult. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. The panda bear is an endangered specie - it's very special and rare. I think I'm like that. I may look regular and ordinary, but I'm rare and special in my own way. ^3^ And pandas happen to be my favorite animals :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7333355809640869600?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7333355809640869600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7333355809640869600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7333355809640869600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7333355809640869600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-were-animal-what-would-you-be.html' title='If you were an animal, what would you be?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6180788135852365726</id><published>2010-04-14T03:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:33:18.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had the chance to choose a fast food chain (local or international) that you can take me to, which one would it be and what would you order?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hmmmmm.. I don't really know any international fast food chains except for the ones that have franchises here.. So prolly Burger King. I'll order a Whopper Jr. for you and an Xtra Long Chicken Sandwich for me because that's my fave in the menu :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6180788135852365726?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6180788135852365726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6180788135852365726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6180788135852365726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6180788135852365726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-had-chance-to-choose-fast-food.html' title='If you had the chance to choose a fast food chain (local or international) that you can take me to, which one would it be and what would you order?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-333486767197958079</id><published>2010-04-14T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T03:23:54.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SM Entertainment plans to get you. But well, you know how stringent their contracts are (including never ever returning to Manila, if ever).

Will accept it and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd say no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I am a fan of their artists, I still want to be able to return to my home. It would be really sad to live my dream at the expense of my family and friends back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And besides, I'd rather be in either YG Entertainment (home of Big Bang, so I can drool over TOP =p~), JYP Entertainment (home of 2AM and 2PM, so I can drool over Jinwoon and Nichkhun =p~), or Cube Entertainment (home of BEAST, so I can drool over Dongwoon =p~)! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how I'm driven by, er, lust over my favorite K-Pop boys :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-333486767197958079?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/333486767197958079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=333486767197958079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/333486767197958079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/333486767197958079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/sm-entertainment-plans-to-get-you-but.html' title='SM Entertainment plans to get you. But well, you know how stringent their contracts are (including never ever returning to Manila, if ever).&#xA;&#xA;Will accept it and why?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-5847783420621455748</id><published>2010-04-13T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:00:56.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Generation wants you to be their next member because of your singing videos! However, if you agree, you can never return to the Philippines.

Will you do it and why? (Ask me something on mine too!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd be super honored, but I don't think I'd accept.. I love their songs, but I'd rather be part of After School! Sorry to Taeyeon, Jessica, Tiffany, Yuri, Hyoyeon, Sooyoung, Seohyun, Yoona, and Sunny!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-5847783420621455748?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/5847783420621455748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=5847783420621455748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5847783420621455748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5847783420621455748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/girls-generation-wants-you-to-be-their.html' title='Girls&amp;#39; Generation wants you to be their next member because of your singing videos! However, if you agree, you can never return to the Philippines.&#xA;&#xA;Will you do it and why? (Ask me something on mine too!)'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1789063972445407419</id><published>2010-04-11T03:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:01:32.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xander and I are getting married! What are you planning to get us as a wedding present, and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;A box full of books for a second Mt. Libris!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1789063972445407419?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1789063972445407419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1789063972445407419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1789063972445407419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1789063972445407419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/xander-and-i-are-getting-married-what.html' title='Xander and I are getting married! What are you planning to get us as a wedding present, and why?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-5855753228509725892</id><published>2010-04-11T03:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T03:01:31.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander and I announce that we're about to have Isobel (Yeah, I changed her name!). What traits do you want her to have of Xander and what of me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Since you two are pretty similar, I'm guessing Isobel will be just like, well, the two of you! Simple as that :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-5855753228509725892?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/5855753228509725892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=5855753228509725892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5855753228509725892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5855753228509725892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/alexander-and-i-announce-that-we-about.html' title='Alexander and I announce that we&amp;#39;re about to have Isobel (Yeah, I changed her name!). What traits do you want her to have of Xander and what of me?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3172987874774326963</id><published>2010-04-10T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T02:03:58.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of the guys in my life, who do you think i'd end up with? answer!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I think this will be best answered in YM :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3172987874774326963?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3172987874774326963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3172987874774326963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3172987874774326963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3172987874774326963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/of-guys-in-my-life-who-do-you-think-i.html' title='of the guys in my life, who do you think i&amp;#39;d end up with? answer!! :)'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-5673448937010493679</id><published>2010-04-08T20:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:35:34.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli starts looking for that mysterious girl he saw at SM North near the bathrooms.

How would you like him to identify you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;ACK! That would be hard because his head was already stooped down as they (Dongho and him) were literally being dragged by this other guard. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how he'll identify me, actually. I just hope that when he looks at me he'll get the feeling that he's seen me before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-5673448937010493679?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/5673448937010493679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=5673448937010493679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5673448937010493679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5673448937010493679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/eli-starts-looking-for-that-mysterious.html' title='Eli starts looking for that mysterious girl he saw at SM North near the bathrooms.&#xA;&#xA;How would you like him to identify you?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7137779925271212708</id><published>2010-04-08T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:35:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xander says he likes you, not me. How would you react?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OMOOOOOOO~ T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry Xander, you're wonderful and all.. But I can't love you as much as Allie does. I don't deserve you, and you need someone who's just as wonderful as you are. And that's Allie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7137779925271212708?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7137779925271212708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7137779925271212708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7137779925271212708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7137779925271212708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/xander-says-he-likes-you-not-me-how.html' title='Xander says he likes you, not me. How would you react?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1839562562265872748</id><published>2010-04-08T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:35:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If Eli Hunt turns out to be as cut-throat as Agawang Kevin, how do plan to lure Eli?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably run around looking for him in my loose shirt-leggings-sneakers combo, and if I can't find him I'll probably end up strolling around with a huge cup of iced tea. If ever I see him all tired, I'd offer him some. Basically I'll just be super nice to him, and treat him like any other wonderful guy. I'd probably make him laugh by making weird faces - he likes girls who make him laugh ^3^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1839562562265872748?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1839562562265872748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1839562562265872748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1839562562265872748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1839562562265872748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-eli-hunt-turns-out-to-be-as-cut.html' title='If Eli Hunt turns out to be as cut-throat as Agawang Kevin, how do plan to lure Eli?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6842654792451699005</id><published>2010-04-08T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:35:32.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were to live in another country, where do you think it is and why (and if it's HK or Korea, give me a better reason than Alexander!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I think you'd do fabulous in BRAZIL! Home of bossa nova, the Carnival, and amazing food and culture, you'd have a blast every single day :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6842654792451699005?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6842654792451699005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6842654792451699005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6842654792451699005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6842654792451699005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-were-to-live-in-another-country.html' title='If I were to live in another country, where do you think it is and why (and if it&amp;#39;s HK or Korea, give me a better reason than Alexander!)'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7739261556556680551</id><published>2010-04-08T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:23:50.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Yani! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey there Marice! I miss you super ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7739261556556680551?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7739261556556680551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7739261556556680551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7739261556556680551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7739261556556680551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-yani.html' title='Hey Yani! :)'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4472550529723697035</id><published>2010-04-06T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:55:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were to live abroad, what country would you want me to stay in?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hong Kong. Para medyo malapit lang :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I visit you we HAVE to go shopping :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4472550529723697035?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4472550529723697035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4472550529723697035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4472550529723697035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4472550529723697035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-i-were-to-live-abroad-what-country.html' title='If I were to live abroad, what country would you want me to stay in?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8499810991792629468</id><published>2010-03-30T00:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:24:33.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which movie would you want to watch over and over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Ponyo on the Cliff by the Sea, Spirited Away, Princess Mononoke, Kiki's Delivery Service, My Neighbor Totoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all of these are Hayao Miyazaki's Studio Ghibli works! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8499810991792629468?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8499810991792629468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8499810991792629468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8499810991792629468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8499810991792629468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/which-movie-would-you-want-to-watch.html' title='Which movie would you want to watch over and over?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2236843576832696106</id><published>2010-03-30T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T00:24:32.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who has played the most influential person in your life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I think it would be my dad. Even my lola says I'm more like him than I think I am :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2236843576832696106?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2236843576832696106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2236843576832696106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2236843576832696106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2236843576832696106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-has-played-most-influential-person.html' title='Who has played the most influential person in your life?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4849045467225392951</id><published>2010-03-27T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:24:12.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is the one thing you're looking forward to this summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Going to the beach with my friends :) And work, hopefully. I GOTTA FUND MY FANDOMS :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4849045467225392951?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4849045467225392951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4849045467225392951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4849045467225392951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4849045467225392951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-one-thing-you-looking-forward.html' title='What is the one thing you&amp;#39;re looking forward to this summer?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4813804645664126002</id><published>2010-03-27T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:24:06.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Yes please! :D Miss you Marj! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4813804645664126002?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4813804645664126002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4813804645664126002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4813804645664126002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4813804645664126002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/football.html' title='Football?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-5838387128805335583</id><published>2010-03-24T01:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:52:02.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You find out I marry Soohyun, not Alex.

How would you react and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would honestly be slightly jealous because Soohyun is the absolute sweetest out of the U-Kiss guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-5838387128805335583?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/5838387128805335583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=5838387128805335583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5838387128805335583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/5838387128805335583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-find-out-i-marry-soohyun-not-alex.html' title='You find out I marry Soohyun, not Alex.&#xA;&#xA;How would you react and why?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3759882808957970912</id><published>2010-03-24T01:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:52:02.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander and I get married. What will you include in your matron of honour speech?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Too early for me to make one! :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3759882808957970912?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3759882808957970912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3759882808957970912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3759882808957970912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3759882808957970912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/alexander-and-i-get-married-what-will.html' title='Alexander and I get married. What will you include in your matron of honour speech?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1061089629022781549</id><published>2010-03-24T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:52:01.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and Aussie Non get married. What do you want me to include in my speech?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;It's not for me to say or dictate - it's up to you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1061089629022781549?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1061089629022781549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1061089629022781549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1061089629022781549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1061089629022781549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-and-aussie-non-get-married-what-do.html' title='You and Aussie Non get married. What do you want me to include in my speech?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4746341578621049887</id><published>2010-03-24T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:38:55.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non steps on your foot at Suvarnabhumi Airport and profusely apologises. How would you react?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd probably keep looking down and saying &amp;quot;It's okay, it's okay&amp;quot;.. until I look up and see that it's NON! 8D Then maybe I'd grab the opportunity to chat up a storm with him :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were on the same flight and there were vacant seats near him, I'd probably take one of those seats for myself so I could talk to him more ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4746341578621049887?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4746341578621049887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4746341578621049887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4746341578621049887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4746341578621049887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/non-steps-on-your-foot-at-suvarnabhumi.html' title='Non steps on your foot at Suvarnabhumi Airport and profusely apologises. How would you react?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3066811096987051806</id><published>2010-03-24T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:38:52.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if in my dream (you know, the one about you-know-who, Danielle and I), I find out Lawan's Dad is

--- Eli
--- Non
---Kevin
-- Xander
--- Ong
--- Arm

How would you react?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Eli / Non - OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin - OH NO! My husband will be prettier than me :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander - I suppose all my children will be somewhat exotic-looking - and that they'll be bookworms like Mom and Dad! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ong / Arm - WAIT, WHAAAAT? O______O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3066811096987051806?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3066811096987051806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3066811096987051806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3066811096987051806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3066811096987051806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-if-in-my-dream-you-know-one-about.html' title='What if in my dream (you know, the one about you-know-who, Danielle and I), I find out Lawan&amp;#39;s Dad is&#xA;&#xA;--- Eli&#xA;--- Non&#xA;---Kevin&#xA;-- Xander&#xA;--- Ong&#xA;--- Arm&#xA;&#xA;How would you react?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7411708438134457627</id><published>2010-03-24T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T01:38:52.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eli will marry you on the condition of you giving up your Filipino citizenship for a Korean one. Would you do it and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;GAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd settle for DUAL citizenship! I mean, I'd be marrying a Korean national, so that makes me a Korean citizen by jure matrimonii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but then again, I'd probably be hassled by having to pay double taxes O_____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose I'll say yes to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7411708438134457627?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7411708438134457627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7411708438134457627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7411708438134457627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7411708438134457627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/eli-will-marry-you-on-condition-of-you.html' title='Eli will marry you on the condition of you giving up your Filipino citizenship for a Korean one. Would you do it and why?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-514422620420629244</id><published>2010-03-23T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:36:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I pass away, what is the first thing you would do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Raid your lip gloss stash. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, I'd be super sad since Blair lost her Serena :( I'd probably help with the funeral prep and stuff. And then of course attend your funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I'll raid your lip gloss stash :))))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-514422620420629244?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/514422620420629244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=514422620420629244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/514422620420629244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/514422620420629244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-pass-away-what-is-first-thing-you.html' title='If I pass away, what is the first thing you would do?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7152737750831850568</id><published>2010-03-23T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T01:36:55.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your favorite boardgame?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I can't pick just one! :D The ones we usually play - Monopoly, Clue (even if I cheat XD), and Game of Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr, does Uno Stacko count? :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7152737750831850568?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7152737750831850568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7152737750831850568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7152737750831850568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7152737750831850568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-your-favorite-boardgame.html' title='What is your favorite boardgame?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4513503113891058373</id><published>2010-03-12T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:01:52.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are Mercedes. How do you deal with Bendita's rather surly, selfish attitude? How will you discipline her?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OH MY, AGUA BENDITA! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll do it verbally. And maybe if she's being a really bad kid, I'll certainly give a spanking. And of course, I'll withhold some of her privileges like watching TV, using the computer, no new toys, that kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she'll get hurt, but it's for her own good. I plan to be a parent who will only spank her child if the situation really requires it - but of course, after that, I will comfort her and try to talk to her about what she did and what I had to do to correct it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4513503113891058373?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4513503113891058373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4513503113891058373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4513503113891058373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4513503113891058373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-are-mercedes-how-do-you-deal-with.html' title='You are Mercedes. How do you deal with Bendita&amp;#39;s rather surly, selfish attitude? How will you discipline her?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-792614158445064636</id><published>2010-03-12T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:01:52.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, still Mercedes.

Marcial gets called back to Cebu because of an epidemic there. However, you still have Desiree  trying to steal Agua from you to deal with.

What will you choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hmmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay in Dumaguete instead! One Supercat away, anyway! :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry short answer. :p)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-792614158445064636?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/792614158445064636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=792614158445064636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/792614158445064636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/792614158445064636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/yes-still-mercedes-marcial-gets-called.html' title='Yes, still Mercedes.&#xA;&#xA;Marcial gets called back to Cebu because of an epidemic there. However, you still have Desiree  trying to steal Agua from you to deal with.&#xA;&#xA;What will you choose?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4502595813039007523</id><published>2010-03-11T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:07:06.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your parents want you to marry Kevin, not Eli. Kevin really loves you, but Eli just thinks you're cute.

Who would you choose?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would still go for Eli. I know he loves me and all, but I haven't really found in him that certain spark that would make me want to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't exactly want to be married to a guy who has a higher voice than me - awkward much?? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Kevin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4502595813039007523?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4502595813039007523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4502595813039007523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4502595813039007523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4502595813039007523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/your-parents-want-you-to-marry-kevin.html' title='Your parents want you to marry Kevin, not Eli. Kevin really loves you, but Eli just thinks you&amp;#39;re cute.&#xA;&#xA;Who would you choose?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6897487524309006364</id><published>2010-03-11T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:07:05.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you can pick any friend to be with the following U-Kiss members (no including yourself), who would you choose and why?

- Alex
- Eli
- Kevin
- Kiseop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;for Alex - OF COURSE HE BELONGS TO YOU! It's so obvious you didn't need to ask, really. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Eli - I'd give him to you! Because I know he isn't your type and so you'd pass him on to me :)))) It's a win-win situation - you get Xander, and I get ELI! OHMAGAAAAAAHD~ *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Kevin - I think he should be with Myungs, since they're both so adorable :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Kiseop - I don't really know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6897487524309006364?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6897487524309006364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6897487524309006364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6897487524309006364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6897487524309006364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-you-can-pick-any-friend-to-be-with.html' title='If you can pick any friend to be with the following U-Kiss members (no including yourself), who would you choose and why?&#xA;&#xA;- Alex&#xA;- Eli&#xA;- Kevin&#xA;- Kiseop'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6446957823926155685</id><published>2010-03-11T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T00:14:39.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*follow up*

Alex: Oh, and do you happen to know anyone other than Allie who would work with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Work, as in romantically and all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME! I mean, we're both blood type O's so we'd get along pretty peachy! :D And I like that I can learn so much from you, but then again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli: E-hem? *shoots a look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I already have ELI! He's all the man I'll ever need, really. Sorry, Xander! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli: *smiles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6446957823926155685?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6446957823926155685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6446957823926155685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6446957823926155685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6446957823926155685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/follow-up-alex-oh-and-do-you-happen-to.html' title='*follow up*&#xA;&#xA;Alex: Oh, and do you happen to know anyone other than Allie who would work with me?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8039636681444180604</id><published>2010-03-10T23:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:59:41.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex: Since the lovely Allie has found the love of her life, Sebastian and married him (even if it breaks my heart), I'd like to ask help to find mine.

What qualities do you think she should possess?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey Xander! Sorry about that.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can answer that, because, ultimately, it is YOU who can determine and discern for yourself who the perfect girl for you is. Godspeed in your search for Ms. Right, dear! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8039636681444180604?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8039636681444180604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8039636681444180604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8039636681444180604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8039636681444180604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/alex-since-lovely-allie-has-found-love.html' title='Alex: Since the lovely Allie has found the love of her life, Sebastian and married him (even if it breaks my heart), I&amp;#39;d like to ask help to find mine.&#xA;&#xA;What qualities do you think she should possess?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2595215622251704322</id><published>2010-03-10T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T23:56:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think would be a type of food that can be innovated?

Example: lasagna placed in lumpiang shanghai wrap so it can be eaten anywhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Cereal and milk in a portable container - for all the breakfast lovers who want a quick fix of their favorite morning food anytime, anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey Bunches of Oats and fresh milk for me, please!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2595215622251704322?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2595215622251704322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2595215622251704322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2595215622251704322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2595215622251704322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-do-you-think-would-be-type-of-food.html' title='What do you think would be a type of food that can be innovated?&#xA;&#xA;Example: lasagna placed in lumpiang shanghai wrap so it can be eaten anywhere.'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6188669120071133309</id><published>2010-03-07T15:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:41:13.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You marry Non. One day, Eli goes up to you and asks if he could court you. How will you tell him you're married?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Good grief, this is hard. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thoroughly reflecting on the question (naks! Binibining Pilipinas / Miss Universe much?) makes me realize this: If I married Non, then something must have happened between Eli and I, that led to some sort of separation, whether mutual or not, and must have affected me so much that I did not want to return to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a woman of second chances. Perhaps I did give Eli another chance, but somehow that didn't work out. I probably ended up marrying Non because he's really that much of a good person and all that shebang. There must have been something in him that Eli was not able to fulfill, and that could have been why I chose Non over Eli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*audience is bewildered, then bursts into applause* :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry! My childhood beauty queen dreams kind of peeked right there :p)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6188669120071133309?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6188669120071133309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6188669120071133309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6188669120071133309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6188669120071133309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-marry-non-one-day-eli-goes-up-to.html' title='You marry Non. One day, Eli goes up to you and asks if he could court you. How will you tell him you&amp;#39;re married?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6370617727695956506</id><published>2010-03-07T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T15:41:12.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I married Seb. Alex, who went back to Korea to tour with U-Kiss, has no idea.

He comes up to you to ask you what to do to court me (Hahaha!). How will you tell him I'm married to Seb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;WELL THIS IS HARD. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd probably show him a few photos from the past few months, and I'd purposely show him pictures of you and Seb. If he's keen enough, he'd see the rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'll be your maid/matron of honor, we'd have a few photos together with you at your wedding reception.. And then he'll really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Xander, he'd be really hurt. But he does have to know. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6370617727695956506?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6370617727695956506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6370617727695956506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6370617727695956506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6370617727695956506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-married-seb-alex-who-went-back-to.html' title='I married Seb. Alex, who went back to Korea to tour with U-Kiss, has no idea.&#xA;&#xA;He comes up to you to ask you what to do to court me (Hahaha!). How will you tell him I&amp;#39;m married to Seb?'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4304376552094051964</id><published>2010-03-06T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:17:21.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;_____ and I decide to visit you in Korea/Thailand. What &amp;quot;pasalubong&amp;quot; from the Philippines would you like us to bring you and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;UBE JAM! OHMYGAWD I WILL REALLY MISS UBE JAM~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And adobo flakes, too! Lots and lots of it!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;(LOL question)If you were me, who would you choose, &amp;quot;Sebastian&amp;quot; (you know who!) or Alexander and why?!&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Alexander~ because I'm not into the whole teacher-thing! I know it's noble profession, but I never really was into it. You can say I'm not being called into the profession :-\&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;The rest of U-Kiss want to learn English and Bisaya. What are the first 3 sentences you&amp;#039;d teach them in each and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Magandang umaga/hapon/gabi! - The usual greetings.&lt;br /&gt;Magkano po ito? - In case the guys want to go shopping without Eli and I :))))&lt;br /&gt;Gutom na ako! - Because these guys eat like wolves/zombies! VORACIOUS, REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and their Bisaya equivalents. :))&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What if you found out it&amp;#039;s Kiseop, not Eli who loves you. Of course, there&amp;#039;s the language barrier and you liking Eli to consider.Who will you choose and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OHMYGAWD~ That's pretty hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiseop's a pretty serious guy, but he has bursts of quirk once in a while. He's really easy on the eyes too.. :D But yeah, the language barrier is a really big disadvantage. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli's probably my dream guy. I mean, handsome, stylish, multilingual, likes to have fun.. The fact that I see a little of myself in him kind of weighs more.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry Kiseop, but Eli's the one who makes my heart beat really fast! :(&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;______: I know your son, Carlos, will be dating my daughter, Danielle.Now tell me, what should I include in my &amp;quot;my daughter&amp;#039;s boyfriend is a sweetie&amp;quot; speech?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Uhhhhh. I can't say for sure because I'm not really sure how Carlos deals with Dani! He's pretty shy to talk to me about it. You should go ask his dad! :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If money were no issue, what would you get--- Non--- Eli--- your real life one?And why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Non - A new guitar! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli - Lots of statement shirts and caps and beanies! The guy's pretty stylish, you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real life one - A condo unit in Makati so he doesn't have to go too far for castings and go-sees and all that jazz. I feel really sorry for him when he has to go home all tired :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4304376552094051964?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4304376552094051964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4304376552094051964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4304376552094051964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4304376552094051964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_06.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6093670947287575435</id><published>2010-03-04T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:51:27.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Matud nila ako dili angay nga magmanggad sa imong gugma.How will you convince people otherwise that Non really does deserve your amazing love?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don't know how I can completely convince them.. But the face that I'll love him despite his not-so-good English.. I suppose that's pretty weighty, yeah? And I can understand his hectic schedule, juggling school and August. As long as there's constant communication, it'll be fine. :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What do you think will be your biggest adjustment culturally when you move to-- Thailand--- Korea--- back to Dumaguete?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Thailand - The fact that almost everyone there is so thin! D: The awkward moments will be endless :)) And the language, too. The food, I already love; so no problem with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea - Mainly, the language itself! It's a level 10 language, meaning it's very hard to learn! The food, I can still probably deal with too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to Dumaguete - No Ayala malls! OH NOOOOOOOOO~&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Tali: Mommy, what&amp;#039;s the first thing you ever liked about Daddy?Daddy pertaining to:- Non- Eli-Nichkun&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Non - He's Thai! And I happen to adore Thailand, with thanks to your Auntie Allie! Playing the guitar is a big plus, by the way! And well.. He and I kind of look alike~! :&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichkhun - He's part Thai! :p He plays the piano, which I adore! And when he sings, he really puts his heart into it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli - The bad boy looks that hide a huge teddy bear! ;) He has all these amazing quirks that you can't help but fall in love. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6093670947287575435?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6093670947287575435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6093670947287575435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6093670947287575435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6093670947287575435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_360.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8960265911780504760</id><published>2010-03-04T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T23:06:33.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;yaaniii i miss you :&amp;gt;&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;MEREEEEEEEEEEEEEI~ I miss you too! Sorry I couldn't attend your debut, my family went to Tagaytay kasi :( But don't worry, Joon's present is still here! I'm going to Beda one of these days to visit :&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8960265911780504760?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8960265911780504760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8960265911780504760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8960265911780504760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8960265911780504760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_5000.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2350895413327257438</id><published>2010-03-04T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:01:22.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Eli is willing to move to Dumaguete for you if you give him a good reason.So why should he?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;..because I'm there! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I'd want him to move to Dumaguete with me because it's a lovely place. It's the best of city and provincial life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I'll need a little de-stressing once in a while after all that reading about law and all that shebang! :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;...What&amp;#039;s that Eli? You want to learn Bisaya too?What are the first 3 sentences you&amp;#039;d teach him and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Mingaw na ko nimo! - That would be so sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ginahigugma taka. - UNF. The words I would so love to hear from him. :p&lt;br /&gt;Tag pila ni? - How much is this? Just in case he goes shopping without me :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Eli wants to learn Tagalog for you! What are the first three sentences you&amp;#039;d teach him and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Magandang araw! - It would be simply adorable to have him say that to me everyday! :)&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita. - OH MY. :&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kitang makasama araw-araw. - OHMYGAHD MARRY ME ALREADY :))&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If YOU were on mall tour, and Eli decided to get you a present, what should he give you (not counting everlasting love! Hahaha!) and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Can we PLEASE include everlasting love? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little red paper bag with his number and email address scrawled on a piece of paper, a necklace with initials on it, a pair of silver stud earrings, and a ring. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..because he knows I'll likely text him whenever I'm free! And that I'll wear it often - I'm a girl. I feel naked without earrings, really!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2350895413327257438?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2350895413327257438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2350895413327257438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2350895413327257438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2350895413327257438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_04.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6270717973921705317</id><published>2010-03-03T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:54:16.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Whether it&amp;#039;s with Nichkun, Non or Eli as the dad, there is no doubt that Tali and Carlos will be mixed. If they ask you what&amp;#039;s great about being Filipino and Thai or Korean, what would you say it is and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Being multiracial is a wonderful thing because you become a living, walking, breathing melting pot of culture in tradition! Behind your lineage lies stories of love, hope, courage, and many more that made your culture what it is today. Amidst trials and transgressions, your culture always hopes and strives for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's great about being Filipino-Thai / Filipino/Korean? You get the best of both worlds, really! And you have a reason to be jetsetting around every once in a while too! ;)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Eli asks you to marry him under one condition: you are never allowed to return to the Philippines.Will you do it and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'd say yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but only if he's paying for the airline tickets for my friends and family to come visit me in Korea! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6270717973921705317?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6270717973921705317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6270717973921705317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6270717973921705317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6270717973921705317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme_03.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8300125284049875788</id><published>2010-03-03T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T02:46:40.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Who&amp;#039;s your favourite Beatle and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;To be honest, I'm not a full-blown fan of The Beatles! I love their songs, but I can't say anything more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose Paul McCartney, yeah? That voice, my goodness. &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8300125284049875788?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8300125284049875788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8300125284049875788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8300125284049875788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8300125284049875788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/03/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-3065841932104560790</id><published>2010-02-27T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:38:14.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>Ask, and you shall get answers. They won't always make sense, though. :D &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner" target="_blank"&gt;http://formspring.me/marianner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-3065841932104560790?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/3065841932104560790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=3065841932104560790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3065841932104560790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/3065841932104560790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_27.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2373905726112067029</id><published>2010-02-22T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:27:16.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you and the guy you like ended up together, which qualities would you like your future kids to take after him and which after you?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;OOOH! That's quite the interesting question! Before answering, I'd probably be really happy/ecstatic/go head over heels/do cartwheels if he and I did end up together. :&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like my future kids (hello, Tali and Carlos!) to take after his height (he's 5'11.5&amp;quot;, so I want tall kids :p), his amazing sense of respect and other gentleman-like qualities, his industry and being hardworking, and of course his overflowing sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like Tali and Carlos to inherit my passion for reading, involvement in sports, skill in writing, innate strength, and my intelligence. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good looks are already a given since he and I both have them. AHAHAHAHAHA~ :))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2373905726112067029?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2373905726112067029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2373905726112067029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2373905726112067029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2373905726112067029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_22.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-774067575919547192</id><published>2010-02-19T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T00:43:13.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;have you met anyone new whom you could like? if so,what do you like about him?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Why yes. Yes I do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though he sometimes models and gets featured in magazines, he still manages to stay down-to-earth. Everyday he plays basketball and does push-ups, so it's clear he's concerned with his appearance and overall fitness.. actually, he's really sexy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..what I like most about him is that he's super sweet. He texts me everyday and he always hopes that I have a good day, and he even checks if I've eaten my meals or how I'm doing at school. And he never fails to say goodnight at the end of the day.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I do like him. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-774067575919547192?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/774067575919547192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=774067575919547192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/774067575919547192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/774067575919547192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_19.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-220604731163658949</id><published>2010-02-17T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T03:03:53.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What is the most extreme out-of-the-norm thing you did? (meaning, people don&amp;#039;t usually do, like hugging a random stranger)&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;That thing we did at Karl's birthday inuman - half of the people I just met I already kissed =))))))))))))))))) KASI EH THAT DAMN GAME :)) Pero at least I met you, diba? ;D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-220604731163658949?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/220604731163658949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=220604731163658949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/220604731163658949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/220604731163658949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_17.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-831286574887859541</id><published>2010-02-10T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:58:42.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Favorite Glee song?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;It's a tie between I'll Stand By You and It's My Life / Confessions Part II.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved how Finn sang I'll Stand By You to the sonogram of Quinn's baby - I cried while watching and singing along, actually!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's My Life / Confessions Part II, purely for its energy - the guys of Glee Club at their best! I know they were on that &amp;quot;vitamin&amp;quot; that Terri gave them, but still! They really did better than the girls ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-831286574887859541?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/831286574887859541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=831286574887859541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/831286574887859541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/831286574887859541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_3824.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1987041510471806762</id><published>2010-02-10T01:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T01:16:26.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What is your favorite love song?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The ones I usually sing when we go out for videoke! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All The Love In The World as well as Breathless by The Corrs! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1987041510471806762?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1987041510471806762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1987041510471806762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1987041510471806762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1987041510471806762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_10.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7447944702000360638</id><published>2010-02-07T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:34:31.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you were to visit me in Cebu (after all, USC is there!, where would you like me to take you first and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I&amp;#039;m not really sure! I would leave it up to you since you&amp;#039;re already familiar with the place; but I suppose anywhere where I can experience the Cebu culture you love so much, that&amp;#039;s where I would like to go!&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If I were to visit you in Dumaguete, where would you take me first an why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hmmmm.. I would probably walk you around Silliman University itself! It&amp;#039;s an amazing educational environment, truly conducive for learning. Plus we could go to the library because if I remember correctly it&amp;#039;s a kind of mini museum as well - and we both know your thirst for knowledge is quite insatiable, really! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7447944702000360638?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7447944702000360638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7447944702000360638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7447944702000360638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7447944702000360638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_5817.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-6473672209563324533</id><published>2010-02-07T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:51:34.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;    * More Options          o More Options          o Delete          o Report Spam    (Since you are a fellow fan of The Corrs) What can anyone do to make you love them?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Be a complete package - goodlooking, intelligent, creative, have good taste in music, well-rounded and such.. To be honest I only know 1 guy who can definitely make me love him. (You know who he is!) &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-6473672209563324533?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/6473672209563324533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=6473672209563324533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6473672209563324533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/6473672209563324533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_07.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7258673457621354753</id><published>2010-02-06T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:19:18.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;who  do you want to date from the past, but wasnt able to?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Oh my. I&amp;#039;m afraid I can&amp;#039;t tell you here, I&amp;#039;m so sorry dear. But there is 1 guy who I loved, and still love until now.. And if by chance he asked me to date him, I would say yes in a heartbeat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7258673457621354753?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7258673457621354753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7258673457621354753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7258673457621354753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7258673457621354753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_06.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7778240328650704962</id><published>2010-02-05T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:51:38.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;When I finally visit you in Siliman Law, what would we talk about and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I can&amp;#039;t think of anything! All I know is that one day would not be enough to talk about the multitudes of events that happened among us :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you were to write a letter to Non, what would it say?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;There are too many things that I would like to say to him, but it all leads to I LOVE YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7778240328650704962?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7778240328650704962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7778240328650704962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7778240328650704962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7778240328650704962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme_05.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-2397799744915615481</id><published>2010-02-05T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:47:42.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you were stuck in a deserted island, what is the one thing you have to have, and who is the one person you want to be with?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The one thing I would like to have is a suitcase full of sunblock, extra clothes, and fresh water plus food as well as a solar-powered laptop with unlimited internet access (na malakas ang signal kahit saan XD). Since everything is in a suitcase, it&amp;#039;s still considered as ONE THING. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person that I&amp;#039;d like to be with on that deserted island?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAR GRYLLS. So at least I know I&amp;#039;d survive :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-2397799744915615481?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/2397799744915615481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=2397799744915615481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2397799744915615481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/2397799744915615481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/02/formspringme.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-1434876176567615795</id><published>2010-01-27T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:16:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;My birthday&amp;#039;s coming up. If money were no object, what would you give me and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;10 pairs of high heels, gorgeous containers for your accessories, and a big shelf full of books :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-1434876176567615795?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/1434876176567615795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=1434876176567615795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1434876176567615795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/1434876176567615795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_2319.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8720619480128902065</id><published>2010-01-27T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T22:53:20.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What is a good cellphone brand that is affordable?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Definitely Nokia! I know their units depreciate quite quickly because they always release new models, but I actually think that&amp;#039;s a good thing! You get a pretty cool phone at a lower price :D&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you had an angel, what is the one thing you would want it to do for you?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Sprinkle my life with loads of love :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you were given a chance to be any nationality you want except Filipino, which would you choose and why?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I would probably choose to be THAI! It&amp;#039;s an obvious bias, I know. But after going to Thailand and experiencing the culture, the people.. It never ceases to amaze how much of a melting pot it is! The modern and the ancient meld together perfectly in a glorious gem full of history, full of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAN RAK PRATHET THAI! :)&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What&amp;#039;s the most important consideration you take when selecting a president?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The most important things to consider is that if the candidate has the integrity to run the country, the passion to serve others, and the ability to produce quality output in the span of a term. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8720619480128902065?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8720619480128902065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8720619480128902065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8720619480128902065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8720619480128902065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_27.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7326751254137216852</id><published>2010-01-22T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:57:33.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;whats the best thing about your past relationships?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I think the best thing about my past relationships is that they all started with friendship. I know I&amp;#039;ve had a few messy breakups and teary goodbyes, but I&amp;#039;m actually on good terms with some of my past loves :p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7326751254137216852?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7326751254137216852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7326751254137216852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7326751254137216852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7326751254137216852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_22.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-7132236261719230781</id><published>2010-01-19T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:56:09.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;What is the first thing you do when you wake up in the morning?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Check my phone for messages. If I still have time, I go back to sleep :p&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Pit Senyor, akong amiga!If Cosmo and Stella were to do a feature on you, what is the first thing you&amp;#039;d tell them about yourself?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;(Belated) Pit Senyor to you too, my Cebu-loving amiga! If Cosmo and Stella did a feature of me, I&amp;#039;d tell them, actually ASK them how I got a feature in the first place! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, I would tell them I am but an ordinary girl with an extraordinary imagination, a big brain, and an even bigger heart :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-7132236261719230781?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/7132236261719230781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=7132236261719230781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7132236261719230781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/7132236261719230781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_19.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-4824502071808524090</id><published>2010-01-18T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T02:48:51.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Choose: The person you love or the person who loves you?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;The person I love, of course. But I would also consider the person who loves me after some careful deliberation :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, depends. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-4824502071808524090?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/4824502071808524090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=4824502071808524090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4824502071808524090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/4824502071808524090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_18.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-264722381807547163</id><published>2010-01-13T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:47:28.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;what is the stupidest thing you&amp;#039;ve ever been dared to do?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I don&amp;#039;t remember! Sorry :(&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you found out the world is going to end tomorrow, what is the first thing you&amp;#039;ll do?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Tell ---- that how much I loved him, still love him, and always love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend one last dinner with my family, and one last night out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hug my Rottweiler. I know he&amp;#039;s big and really brutish at times, but he&amp;#039;s still my lil&amp;#039; baby&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;If you were given 50 pesos, what would you spend it on?&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;First thing that popped into my head was cellphone load :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I&amp;#039;ll spend it on food instead, like a slice of Pizza hut pizza or McDo large fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food always tastes better when shared! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-264722381807547163?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/264722381807547163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=264722381807547163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/264722381807547163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/264722381807547163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_13.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4277420553487781473.post-8276698448250919124</id><published>2010-01-12T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:55:53.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>formspring.me</title><content type='html'>    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Fill this in: Even if they pay me a billion pounds/let me marry Non/ crown me Queen of the Universe, I will never ________ because __________.&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I will never do a porn/nude movie because, as uninhibited or wild or crazy I am, I still have principles and values that I uphold without condition. :]&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeQuestion"&gt;        &lt;strong&gt;Tell me one superficial thing you&amp;#039;ve always wanted to do, and one profound thing.&lt;/strong&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;superficial: I&amp;#039;ve always wanted to go on a shopping spree, but I know I&amp;#039;m not endowed with monetary riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;profound: I&amp;#039;ve always wanted to make a positive impact to everyone I meet - it would be nice to know that I brightened up someone&amp;#039;s day by simply smiling at them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/marianner"&gt;Ask, and you shall get answers. They won&amp;#039;t always make sense, though. :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4277420553487781473-8276698448250919124?l=marianner06.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/feeds/8276698448250919124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4277420553487781473&amp;postID=8276698448250919124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8276698448250919124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4277420553487781473/posts/default/8276698448250919124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marianner06.blogspot.com/2010/01/formspringme_9075.html' title='formspring.me'/><author><name>Marianne ü</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03550687951671463120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ch72C1KX6Fg/SsOI3ahj4uI/AAAAAAAAAPY/SvAQbQ7w2uc/S220/20090614-DSC-0783hi-res.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
