<?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-9896789</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:26:43.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Courtside Princess' Dugout</title><subtitle type='html'>The ditz with undeniable depth.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-112463676274596944</id><published>2005-08-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T23:06:02.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out http://sportscaster.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/ =) I update that more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-112463676274596944?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112463676274596944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=112463676274596944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/112463676274596944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/112463676274596944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/08/check-out-httpsportscaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-112019274219856768</id><published>2005-07-01T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T12:56:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out the July issue of Meg! It has the UAAP special, and one of the articles there is Hoop Dreams: The Diary of a Sportscaster. And yeah, the sportscaster just happens to be me. =) It has tons of pictures too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-112019274219856768?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/112019274219856768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=112019274219856768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/112019274219856768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/112019274219856768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/07/check-out-july-issue-of-meg-it-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111875805914654580</id><published>2005-06-14T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T22:07:39.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We're looking for writers and an amateur photographer, preferably students with flexible schedules. We have juicy UAAP &amp; NCAA IDs in store for the chosen few. Think you have what it takes? =) Send your resume and a sample article (either a game recap or a feature on a UAAP or NCAA player), what league you want to write for, and the top 3 schools you want to be assigned to to tinkidd32@yahoo.com! If you're going for the position of photographer, send me your resume and your contact number so we can interview you, if you have pictures then that would be great. You must must must have a digital camera and be present at every game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your chance guys! Being a UAAPgames.com writer is SO MUCH FUN and God knows I abused my ID for all it was worth. It opened so many doors for me and I'm sure it will do the same for you guys. =) By the way, naka-box out na ako sa La Salle position ok? Good luck everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111875805914654580?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111875805914654580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111875805914654580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111875805914654580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111875805914654580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/06/were-looking-for-writers-and-amateur.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111621464134752525</id><published>2005-05-16T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T11:37:21.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm getting tired of my layout. Paris is getting old. I don't even like Nicky. I'm going to look for something with the Olsen twins. MK&amp;A = &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO, I can't wait till next weekend! I'm going to the beach with Boo and a bunch of friends!!! We'll videoke the night away, go island hopping, burn ourselves to a crisp, pig out on insanely unhealthy food, and drink till our livers complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my family and I went to our farm. Yes, we have a farm isn't that the nerdiest thing EVAAR? Can you imagine my dad in a straw hat, making pitas mangoes? I stayed in the car the entire time. I brought my chihuahua Tasha with me, and she had a grand time romping around the dirt, which is so un-her because she's probably the most maarte dog in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say that I hate having a hot boyfriend? It's fucking hard, I can't even begin to tell you. Boo's awesome, we adore each other, but I hate it when girls check him out. I want to gorge their eyes out. The man is mine, can't you see his arm around my neck? Can't you see his lips pecking my cheek in 5-minute intervals? Can't you see our his and hers black Charriol bracelets? Fuck you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111621464134752525?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111621464134752525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111621464134752525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111621464134752525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111621464134752525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-getting-tired-of-my-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111529298959743144</id><published>2005-05-05T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T19:36:52.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excerpt</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to doing the Mac piece! He made me promise that I would do a kick-ass job, and I really tried my best. My goal is to make all the super Mac fans teary-eyed and super senti. =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short excerpt. If you want the whole thing then you MUST MUST MUST buy Animo's basketball issue. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Think of this not as a goodbye, but as a see you later. No matter what jersey Mac dons this PBA season, we all know it our hearts that the blood flowing through his veins will always be a powerful and unmistakable shade of green. No matter which coach he plays for and what system he has to learn, he will always have Coach Franz’ life lessons instilled in his heart. He will have countless other teammates, but his chemistry with Joseph Yeo and Junjun Cabatu will never again be duplicated. He will undoubtedly earn droves of fans in the big leagues, but he will never forget the green and white gallery that never, ever left his side.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO burned out. Yesterday, I wrote that 1,000+ word article on Mac in addition to SEVEN scripts. Today, I wrote 6 scripts. I'm starting to get tired of writing man. I used to write these really long blog entries, but now everything's so fucking short and boring. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm off to write YET ANOTHER SCRIPT. Kthxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111529298959743144?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111529298959743144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111529298959743144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111529298959743144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111529298959743144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/05/excerpt.html' title='excerpt'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111475653770922066</id><published>2005-04-29T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T14:35:37.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Peste my school ha! They didn't fucking let me in today for the friggin photo shoot! Ok maybe it's my fault kasi I still don't have my alumni card, BUT STILL. I gave the stupid guard my old La Salle ID as proof that I was indeed a former student. Sir Albert of Animo talked to the guard as well pero ayaw talaga. Si Mac na mismo nagsabi na papasukin ako but that didn't work either. SHET ok, it was such a fucking waste, I woke up at the crack of fucking dawn for NOTHING. PUTANG.INA. I am so pissed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhai I told someone to give Mac your article na lang. Argh I swear umiinit ulo ko! We We were planning on having lunch! I told him mageenroll na lang ako sa Ateneo. He was like... Ateneo?=c Basta TANGINA I am so PISSED!!! Over the phone na lang the interview, my deadine is next week na and I don't think I can find another day when both Mac and I will be available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111475653770922066?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111475653770922066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111475653770922066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111475653770922066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111475653770922066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/peste-my-school-ha-they-didnt-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111451254304719212</id><published>2005-04-26T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:49:03.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to cry.</title><content type='html'>Just finished making telebabad with Mac. We both got senti about his impending departure. =( I'm so sad. The Archers won't be the same without him. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111451254304719212?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111451254304719212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111451254304719212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111451254304719212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111451254304719212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-want-to-cry.html' title='I want to cry.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111441213302151709</id><published>2005-04-25T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T14:55:33.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just talked to Mac, pucha FINALLY! He's the busiest fart in the world. Kakahiya pa, he was practicing when I called him. But it's all good. =) I just realized how much I love Mac. Not love in the crush-ko-sha-sana-mapansin-niya-ako-one-day way, but just how much I value his friendship. He's always been there, he's always been ready to help me out. In college, he was always ready to lend an ear or even lend himself when I had no one to eat lunch with. I'm feeling really warm and fuzzy right now. Out of all the Archers, with the exception of course of Janon who is one of my bestest friends in the entire UNIVERSE, I'm closest to the dynamic duo: Macmac and Carlo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy was willing to pay 10,000 for the jersey Mac gave me. My boyfriend told me I was stupid not to take it because 10k is 10k and a Cardona jersey is worth barely a fraction of that. Uhm yeah, hi Boo, he gave it to me off his back so it's totally priceless. When Mac gave it to me it was WET pa can you believe. Grossness. But who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the point of this entry is Mac is the bestest of the best haha. =p I'll be seeing him on Wednesday for the photo shoot and the interview and I told him we'll make telebabad tomorrow for the preliminary questions chuva. Mhai! I'll give him your article on Wednesday. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111441213302151709?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111441213302151709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111441213302151709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111441213302151709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111441213302151709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-talked-to-mac-pucha-finally-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111434087757097665</id><published>2005-04-24T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T19:19:04.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I FINALLY got in touch with Mac. Oh my GOD it was such a bitch trying to get a hold of his number. In fact, I got the current batch of Archer players scrambling to get it because apparently, they don't know it either! He changes digits every couple of months because of his trillions of stalkers. I remember I once had 5 numbers under his name and I had no idea which one to use because every so often I would get a "hi this is my new number" message from him. So when I text him something, I usually just send it to all 5 numbers. Come to think of it, most of my baller friends habitually change their numbers, except for BJ who is just about the most approachable person in the entire world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them man. They made college such a blast! I remember all the sweltering hot days spent cooling down under the huuuuuge tree in the amphitheater, Mac and Carlo's girl-watching moments, the Cabatu brothers' hilarious antics, Mika and BJ's kwentos, hanging out with Mark and Janon, being stupid with Magsi, Adonis, and Erick, the laughtrip kabastusan of Alvin, bonding with Manny and Migs, Renren's insane hirits, my kababawan kilig days with the fabulous Mike Cortez, all our Wasabi Fridays spent dancing and drinking the night away...everything!!! College was awesome. AWESOME!!! I started working in the PBA abut a month after graduation, and I had SO MUCH FUN because it was like a reunion! I got to hang out with Carlo, Mike, Ren, Adonis, Manny, and Alvin again after not seeing them in La Salle for months. I had to interview them, and of course being the insane people they are, most of the interviews I had with the La Salle players were all BABOY because we were all laughing so hard. I remember one of the bosses got pissed at me because my interviews were filled with private jokes that only we could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss college. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111434087757097665?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111434087757097665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111434087757097665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111434087757097665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111434087757097665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-finally-got-in-touch-with-mac.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111404920039175603</id><published>2005-04-21T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:06:40.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My New Jersey Nets are in the playoffs!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nba.com/media/nets/kidd_380_050420.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halftime was scary - Boston was up 11 at the half, while Toronto was down by 15. NJ had to beat the Celtics and Toronto had to win against the Cavs for the Nets to advance. The 3rd quarter was a different story. Vince Carter took over the game and scored 15 of his 37 points! They ended up winning 102-93, with Jason Kidd putting up a pretty impressive statline with 19 points, 8 rebounds, and 7 assists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better luck next season Lebron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, the Miami Heat. SHIT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111404920039175603?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111404920039175603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111404920039175603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111404920039175603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111404920039175603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-new-jersey-nets-are-in-playoffs.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111354907214516611</id><published>2005-04-15T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T15:25:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captain Hook talks to the Courtside Princess</title><content type='html'>Oooohhh! Animo Magazine just got in touch with me, I'm supposed to do an extensive goodbye feature on Mac. I can't wait! I'm so excited! I haven't written anything in AGES. Ok that's totally false since I have my column, but writing about Mac is different. It's almost like I'm back in college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I call it? Mac Cardona Speaks. NGEH. Shet I haven't even started yet and I already have writer's block! I'm supposed to hand it in in two weeks. I have to call Mac, set up an appointment for an interview and a photo shoot, and..well that's it I guess. This is so cool! I miss Mac, i feel like I haven't seen him in centuries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111354907214516611?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111354907214516611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111354907214516611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111354907214516611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111354907214516611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/04/captain-hook-talks-to-courtside.html' title='Captain Hook talks to the Courtside Princess'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111200301549463116</id><published>2005-03-28T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:43:35.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Breaking news: Norman Black was just named Ateneo's head coach! Sandy was demoted to assistant coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad about Sandy. He's a super nice guy off the court, I swear. Good actor too! =) We used him as an extra for the CCL primers, I was interviewing him kunwari pero for real, tapos I was falling in-crush with him. Tapos at the end of the interview, he was making kwento to me about his life and midly flirting with me na rin kunwari. Tapos na-bore ako sa kwento niya so nakatulog ako so ginigising niya ako. Basta, Coach Sandy is love. Sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure by now of course everyone knows that Mac decided to join the draft and go pro, so it's bye La Salle for him. I can't say I'm suprised, really. I mean, I love Mac, he's one of my favorite people in the world, and I'll definitely miss him and his strange antics both on the court and in the locker room, but his family needs the money. Sad that I'm not in the PBA anymore. =( It would have been fun to interview Mac and try to persuade the fans that he isn't my favorite player in the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I just heard that BJ and Diane are getting married! I haven't seen BJ in months and I lost his number when I changed my phone so I don't know if that's accurate. I wouldn't be suprised, they are *so* in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love-hate relationship with Avril Lavigne lives on - Boo's getting us tickets to her concert! I looooooove her song Why, and I'm With You was cute as well, but is it really neccessary for her to wear 10 pounds of eyeliner every single day? I think not. Ok, I love her, but I...don't. HAHA fuck I'm so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda...depressed. I hate that I'm stuck in this god-awful job with a stupid slut of a program manager. She is the stupidest thing in the WORLD. She thinks that arranging files chronologically means arranging them from A-Z. I SHIT YOU NOT. She's fucking 38 for crying out loud, how can she be so stupid. I'm glad I still have the power to make her cry if nothing else. I HATE HER. I'm gonna have her killed after merienda, I'm too busy now. I have like 4 dozen calls to make, and 1 Formula 1 column to write. I'm so tamad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111200301549463116?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111200301549463116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111200301549463116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111200301549463116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111200301549463116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/03/breaking-news-norman-black-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111138703187528245</id><published>2005-03-21T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:37:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG WHAT HAPPENED?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stacieorrico.org/gallery/emig3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stacie Orrico.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys see Manny's interview on Rated K? Where he was all "Nahihiya ako sa inyo, nakakahiya na-disappoint ko kayo..." ANO BA MANNY! We love you and we always will!!! I think I'll be stalking you from this day forward. And all is not lost! A lot of legendary fighters lost some bouts as well but they all managed to rise back up. And you didn't lose to a pansy - Morales was a fucking tough fighter man. FUCKING TOUGH. And I think it's cool that you aren't making too big of a deal about the gloves, it only shows you aren't a sore loser. You've matured a lot from that fight a couple of years back where you blamed your SOCKS for losing. Anyway, I love you!!! You're dabam! Mad props for not giving up despite being half-blind from all the blood that was going into your eye. I was thinking of Morgan Freeman's character on Million Dollar Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have only 900 songs on my iPod and I can't think of anything else to download. But I'm sure there are more than 900 songs I can sing and dance to! Can you recommend an artist or a song to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to the beach with the family on Wednesday. We're trying to book a room for Boo as well but I don't think it canbe done - the resort's booked solid. =( That would have been fun though - to watch tito butch try to drown boo in the kiddie pool. HAHA! I love boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY I'm selling my s700! I want to go back to Nokia. I bought it for 25,000 2 weeks ago, I'm selling it for 23,000. There isn't a single scratch on the phone, as in NOT EVEN ONE! I was super maingat with it. Let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111138703187528245?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111138703187528245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111138703187528245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111138703187528245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111138703187528245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/03/omg-what-happened-stacie-orrico.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111138694116544586</id><published>2005-03-20T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T14:35:41.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to daddy San Diego's funeral yesterday afternoon. He was a fun and vivacious man who would give his right arm to help a fellow out. He lived to a ripe old age of 97, but sadly, his last 2 years on earth were spent not recognizing any of his kids and grandkids. Regardless, Daddy lived a full and happy life, and I'm sure he's kicking it with St. John Baptist de la Salle and playing pranks on St. Ignatious somewhere upstairs. Bless your heart Daddy San Diego, we already miss you down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw my former student Sandra at the funeral! I missed that bitch. She was my taray-est student (her favorite word was 'no'), but she was one of the smartest. She used to give me hugs everyday - but she'd ration it. "Teacher Tin, I hugged you 3 times na today, tomorrow naman. Ang dami na." I ran up to her yesterday and said hi to her yaya - I remember secretly smoking with her at the back of the preschool. Anyway, I said "Sandra do you remember me?" She was like "NO!" I admit, my feelings were a little hurt. But then yaya said "Wag ka maniwala jan teach, lagi niya tinitignan yung class picture niyo. Tinatanong niya lagi sakin where is teacher tin and teacher arlene and teacher aiah." I hugged Sandra really tight and started tickling her, and she whispered super softly "I miss you Teacher Tin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss teaching - I don't think I could EVER go back to being a teacher. I just really, really, REALLY miss being around kids. This is going to sound super gaga of me, but being a preschool teacher is like owning 20 dogs - can you imagine the amount of unconditional love? I loved my kids, and they loved me, but I wasn't patient enough to be a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was this affected by seeing Sandra, imagine how I'd feel if I see SABBY! Sabby was my ultimate favorite student in the history of the WORLD. Awwww, I miss my Sabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111138694116544586?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111138694116544586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111138694116544586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111138694116544586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111138694116544586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-went-to-daddy-san-diegos-funeral.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111036244226556792</id><published>2005-03-10T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T01:04:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I mooched this off several of my LJ friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. what kind of first impression do you give?&lt;br /&gt;People tend to think I'm...elitist at first glance. I don't know why! I'm like the most approachable person EVER! People also tell me that I give off mataray and snobbish vibes. Strange. I am so not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. what's one thing you like to do alone?&lt;br /&gt;I like watching tv alone. Any other thing, I would not hesistate to do with Boo, but I want my American Idol, Starting Over, Sex and the City, and Friends ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what is your favorite line to say when your drunk?&lt;br /&gt;Baby I have tama na! Umiikot na yung world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. how many drinks before you're tipsy?&lt;br /&gt;4 Vodka 7s just can't cut it. Maybe a couple of Red Horse Grandes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. do you ever have to beg?&lt;br /&gt;Occassionally. But more often than not, I get my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what kind of books do you like to read?&lt;br /&gt;I love Dan Brown to teeny-tiny bits and pieces. I know he's more mainstream than Birtney Spears, but what can I say? The man can write. I love David Baldacci and Patricia Cornwell, I still love Sweet Valley University, High, and Twins - I draw the line at Sweet Valley Kids though. I LOVE HARRY POTTER with every fiber of my being. I like James Patterson and the occassionally brilliant Judith McNaught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. do you think you're cute?&lt;br /&gt;DO I! I think I'm the cutest. Someone once called me DEVASTATINGLY ADORABLE, and I can't help but agree. No one except Boo will ever call me beautiful, and there's the occassional relative that thinks I'm pretty, but no one, and I mean ABSOLUTELY NO ONE, can deny I'm cute. /end moment of self-love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. do you have a problem changing clothes in front of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I hardly ever. I do, however, have no problems changing in front of Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. favorite communication method?&lt;br /&gt;KISSING! I love kissing Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. do you care?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. what do you eat when you raid the fridge at night?&lt;br /&gt;I don't raid the fridge, I raid the pantry. Cheetos!!! Cheese kung cheese as Jenso likes to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. if you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?&lt;br /&gt;Massively extensive liposuction!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. describe your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Historical. Comfy. Neat - sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. spontaneous or planned?&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. I am the most impatient person in the world - I can't stand planning. I hate stress. I just take things as they come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;My parents are hopelesly addicted to playing poker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. what do you carry with you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;My iPod. I can't, I just can't. And my phones, of course. And my makeup! It's unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. what do you miss most about being little?&lt;br /&gt;Playing patintero with my neighbors in front of our house. Playing dress-up. Playing with Barbie. Being innocent. Having clean lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. are you happy with your given name?&lt;br /&gt;No. It's such a common name for such a unique girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. how much would it take to give up the internet for 1 year?&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck to you. A lifetime of dates with Jason Kidd will probably cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. what color is your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;Beige. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. have you ever been in a play?&lt;br /&gt;I was in a couple of highschool plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. do you like yourself and believe in yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely! I love myself. Narcissicm in the highest degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. do homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you?&lt;br /&gt;No because I'm not mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. do you consider yourself to be a nice person?&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to be as nice as I possibly can but there are times when I can't help but slip up. There are just some people out there who are just so mean and rude that you can't help but be mean and rude back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Boo and I go out at least twice a week, but one of those times is usually with a group of friends. Either my CCL friends or my school friends. I hardly ever go out without Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. what's one thing you wish you could do but can't?&lt;br /&gt;Wear a bikini. ONE DAY MEHN. One day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. what is your ideal marriage location?&lt;br /&gt;I want flowers, butterflies, and bubbles on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what instruments do you wish you could play?&lt;br /&gt;The drums. That would be SO kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. something you love and hate?&lt;br /&gt;Boo. Strange but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. whats one language you want to learn?&lt;br /&gt;I want to learn Italian and talk like a gangster like Angelo Vestieri and Pudge Nichols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. what do you order at a bar?&lt;br /&gt;Vodka 7s, gin and juice, long island iced tea, beer with Extra Joss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. have you ever pierced your body parts?&lt;br /&gt;I had my ears pierced when I was ye tall, I had my left ear cartillage pierced last year. It hurt like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;I remember desperately wanting one in highschool because all my friends were getting them, but looking back I'm glad I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. would you admit to getting plastic surgery if confronted?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. what traits do you hate in a person?&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who think too highly of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. do you consider yourself materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;Oh God yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. what do you cook best?&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I really know how to cook, creamy tuna or tahong or bacon pasta. I swear, it tastes like heaven. Maybe I'll cook for you sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. do you cry in front of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;All the time. It's no big deal. They love me no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111036244226556792?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111036244226556792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111036244226556792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111036244226556792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111036244226556792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-mooched-this-off-several-of-my-lj.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-111000084610070654</id><published>2005-03-05T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:34:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sruvey says...</title><content type='html'>1. Name ToP 5 Fave CoLors&lt;br /&gt;PINK&lt;br /&gt;Green (I'm not a true blue Archer for nothing)&lt;br /&gt;Anything sparkly or shimmery man, I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;Black. And don't give me that "black is not a color" bullshit because it is.&lt;br /&gt;Blue denim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Name ToP 5 unique tHings AboUt yOu&lt;br /&gt;I'm an egay trapped in an Asian's body&lt;br /&gt;I can analyze a basketball game&lt;br /&gt;I'm the best courtside reporter on the planet, albeit self-proclaimed&lt;br /&gt;I have over a hundred purses&lt;br /&gt;I have a strange sportswriting style that can be compared to chismis writing, but people seem to dig it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Name 5 favorite fastfoods.&lt;br /&gt;Burger King&lt;br /&gt;KFC&lt;br /&gt;World Chicken&lt;br /&gt;Mc Donald's I guess&lt;br /&gt;I don't like jollibee so I can't think of anything else to put here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Name 3 things in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;I hate putting stuf in my pocket, so I'll tell you what's in my purse instead.&lt;br /&gt;My Globe phone&lt;br /&gt;My Sun Phone&lt;br /&gt;My trusty iPod&lt;br /&gt;My ever-expanding kikay kit&lt;br /&gt;My huuuuge wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Name 5 favorite Hangouts.&lt;br /&gt;OJ's Eastwood with Boo for their gigantic cocktails&lt;br /&gt;My living room with Boo and our DVD of the moment (and, occassionally, the Magic Sing)&lt;br /&gt;Araneta Coliseum with 10 sweaty men on the court and 16 thousand screaming people on the stands&lt;br /&gt;Beluga for 18-peso booze&lt;br /&gt;Mica's house with Boo, the Hoopla Gang, and her kickass videoke machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Name 5iVe favorite food&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Maris' hot chicken salad&lt;br /&gt;Gloria Maris' peking duck 3 ways&lt;br /&gt;KFC balat forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's mechado&lt;br /&gt;Cheetos Twisted. Dude you have got to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name 5iVe favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;Argh dude, this is fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;Vannessa Carlton's A Thousand Miles&lt;br /&gt;Kylie's Love At First Sight&lt;br /&gt;Liz Phair's Extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer's City Love&lt;br /&gt;Babyface's Everytime I Close My Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Kaskade's It's You It's Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Name 5ive favORite TV shows&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS &amp; SEX AND THE CITY! 2004 was a very traumatic year for me, as two of my all-time favorite shows ceased to exist.&lt;br /&gt;Starting Over is my biggest guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;Queer Eye for the Straight Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Name 5iVe favorite sports.&lt;br /&gt;To watch?&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Formula 1&lt;br /&gt;Tennis&lt;br /&gt;American Football&lt;br /&gt;Boxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Name 5ive things you would like to do right now?&lt;br /&gt;Shop at Greenbelt 4&lt;br /&gt;Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Make out with Boo&lt;br /&gt;Be the Archers' courtside reporter for just one game&lt;br /&gt;Interview Jason Kidd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Name 5ive most valuable possesion? Ok, I'll be materialistic for a second. I'll spare you the sentimental bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;My Rolex&lt;br /&gt;My Techno&lt;br /&gt;My phone&lt;br /&gt;My iPod&lt;br /&gt;My Gucci purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Name 5iVe things you are addicted to:&lt;br /&gt;Joseph&lt;br /&gt;Boo's lambing&lt;br /&gt;My iPod&lt;br /&gt;Vodka Cappuccino Mudshake&lt;br /&gt;VIDEOKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. List 5 people, LiVing or dead, that you want to meet&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Jason Kidd&lt;br /&gt;Pete Sampras&lt;br /&gt;Mika Hakkinen&lt;br /&gt;Jenson Button (oh, but I already did! haha so one more)...&lt;br /&gt;Carson Kressley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Name 5iVe plans for next week.&lt;br /&gt;Fill up my iPod&lt;br /&gt;Fix my new phone's contact list&lt;br /&gt;Buy a new purse&lt;br /&gt;Buy a pair of chandelier earrings&lt;br /&gt;Watch Hitch with Boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Name 5iVe favorite drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Vodka Cappuccino Mudshake&lt;br /&gt;Vodka Melon 7 (Arkan for tipid days)&lt;br /&gt;Kurant 7&lt;br /&gt;Good old iced tea&lt;br /&gt;Coke Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name 5iVe highschool friends (5 lang?)&lt;br /&gt;Pat&lt;br /&gt;Ienne&lt;br /&gt;Banx&lt;br /&gt;Vangie&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, this question makes me sad. I'm not in touch with my highschool friends anymore. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Name 5iVe favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;50 First Dates&lt;br /&gt;Big Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Clueless&lt;br /&gt;Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Name 5iVe favorite bands.&lt;br /&gt;U2&lt;br /&gt;Old school Rivermaya&lt;br /&gt;Eraserheads&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is pathetic. I love music but I'm not really into bands anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-111000084610070654?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/111000084610070654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=111000084610070654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111000084610070654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/111000084610070654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/03/sruvey-says.html' title='Sruvey says...'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110913984996384829</id><published>2005-02-23T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T14:24:09.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Green Maroon</title><content type='html'>I love the UP Fighting Maroons. I love them!!! Compared to this *other* team which shall remain nameless, the Maroons are super kaduper nice, humble, friendly, and approachable. My personal favorites are Abby Santos and Josant Cervantes, PROMISE they are the nicest non-Archer basketball players I've ever met. I also got to interview Gino Ferrer (who is suprisingly super articulate) and Nestor David who answers questions very, very well. They're both nice as well, but not as kulit as Abby and Josant. I love UP! I will enroll tomorrow!!! I was so sad when they got eliminated yesterday. I should have covered that game na lang - in my 5-game history with the CCL, I have yet to be assigned to a losing team. I was assigned nga lang to the first game, the one between UE and UPHDS. I interviewed the super nice and kengkoy Marcy Arellano. =) Everytime a ball would bounce towards us I'd flich and wince kasi I'm scared talaga of flying balls I swear. He saw my face na I'm takot nga, he was making me loko, he was actually asking for the ball from his teammates para matakot ako. Nice guy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP faced FEU in the 2nd game, and I swear kahit it was bawal I was really cheering my lungs out. I have nothing against FEU talaga promise, I respect them as a team, and I think RJ Rizada's really nice. Kaya lang I fell in love with the UP team. Who wouldn't?? Such a nice bunch of guys! Even Kenneth Robin's nice. I feel so bad, I really wanted them to go all the way. I searched for Abby on Friendster, I sent him a message kasi I was so affected by the loss I swear. I told him na out of the 28 Abby Santoses in the world, sha lang yung boy kaya congrats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving my Champions' League experience. I love the people, I love the passion, I love the sweldo, I love the exposure. I love it. Yesterday, 2 badings made pa-picture with me! SO FUN! I felt like a sex bomb dancer. When oh when will I sign my first autograph?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;:: UP vs Ateneo ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.collegiatechampionsleague.com/images/game10/images/IMG_3894_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Abby Santos in the pre-game interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.collegiatechampionsleague.com/images/game10/images/IMG_4533_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Gine Ferrer for the postgame interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: UE vs San Beda ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/10025671356272l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Bonbon Custodio for the postgame interview&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: UP vs EAC ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.collegiatechampionsleague.com/images/game1/images/IMG_9874_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with Josant Cervantes for the postgame interview.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my job. I couldn't be happier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110913984996384829?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110913984996384829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110913984996384829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110913984996384829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110913984996384829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-green-maroon.html' title='I am a Green Maroon'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110775858996381792</id><published>2005-02-07T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T14:43:09.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me Tink.</title><content type='html'>B&amp;L's comeback episode finally aired last night. I was bored out of my mind for the most part, but I had to watch the segments because I wrote the scripts for like every single segment there. For the fans of Chico and Delamar, watch B&amp;L this Sunday at 10:30 pm because we're featuring them for Celebrity Lifestyle Faceoff. It was a super fun interview, I had a blast with them. Too bad I couldn't show the funnier side of the interview, like when Chico said he once ate an entire pack of AMAG. The man is hilarious. Watch it! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleepy. And tired. I don't like working here. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Champions' League is opening on Friday! Please watch me! The first game will air at 4, the second game will be aired later I'm not sure what time. Watch me, watch me!!! 'm gonna super galing I guarantee it. Sportscasting is the only thing I do well, so make me pagbigyan na if I'm yabang. Oh shit, by the way, I have a screen name. &lt;b&gt;Tinkerbell Ching.&lt;/b&gt; Paris Hilton's chihuahua is my katukayo. My friend Pam's CCL name is Pamela Juan, and Mica's gonna be known as Cosmic Something. How the creative team came up with these crazy names, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, the Bobcats put Okafor on the injured list because of a stupid sprain. I need Okafor!!! I'm going to be forced to make do with either Theo Ratliff or Lee Nailon (who, by the way, is suffering from a pulled left groin muscle, but he's averaging 15ppg so I might wait for him to heal na lang). I'm doing pretty well in both my fantasy leagues, but my injuries are killing me. Team Pink Archers (isn't that just the cutest team name? It's so me!) lost Jefferson and Buford, and Team My Egoys lost Okafor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently doing my Formula 1 column. I have writer's block. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tonight we're having a sportscasters' meeting at our EP's house. The entire cast of the Hoopla Gang will if course be there, plus several ex-UAAP players. I think Enrico Vilanueva, Wesley Gonzales, Renren Ritualo, and Rich Alvarez are on that short list. Goodluck to our EP, I hope he prepares enough food to feed like 3 armies. The Hoopla Gang is takaw enough man, tapos you have pa 4 huge basketball players. I remember when I invited some people from the DLSU team over to the house for dinner, my mom had to cook a 2nd batch of ulam because everyone was so takaw. Good times, good times. =) I miss La Salle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110775858996381792?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110775858996381792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110775858996381792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110775858996381792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110775858996381792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/02/call-me-tink.html' title='Call me Tink.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110710083520070470</id><published>2005-01-30T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T00:00:35.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPod this, iPod that.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently obssessing over my iPod. I've been creating playlists and fixing all the info, and I'm in the process of downloading Limewire. File sharing rocks my socks! I love my iPod. It's my new bestfriend. Boo bought me this super cute pink carrying case which I can sling over my shoulder. It's fashionable AND functional! Boo rocks my socks as well. I wanna customize my carrying case with crystals and glitter and just plaster it with all my awesomeness. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juicy Couture came up with an adorable iPod carrying case with a metal chain and a cute dangling letter J and all. GORGEOUS! eBay will be the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I had lunch at Antonio's in Tagaytay, and as usual, it was a fabulous dining experience. Can't wait to go there with Boo. I loved the raspberry vinaigrette salad (arugula yuuummm) and the flourless chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was quite possibly my most incoherent entry yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110710083520070470?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110710083520070470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110710083520070470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110710083520070470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110710083520070470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/ipod-this-ipod-that.html' title='iPod this, iPod that.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110702818412791881</id><published>2005-01-30T03:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T03:49:44.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams DO come true.</title><content type='html'>I survived my first E.N.G. day. It was sublimely exhausting but I had fun. I think. Thank God Boo went with me or I wouldn't have lived to tell the tale! He's being so awesome throughout all this, I can't even begin to tell you. Talk about supportive and understanding. Boo's a blessing. Once again, thank you Kuya Jess for giving me such an awesome boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, mushyness aside, the ENG thing went pretty well. I interviewed an insane amount of players and coaches, so I was able to gather a lot of material for the Champions' League. In San Beda I interviewed this cute guy Aljamal, it was so funny because after we taped our intervew he asked kung pwede take 2. He disappeared for about 5 minutes and when he got back his hair was suddenly perfectly styled. Oh yes, he primped. I also got to talk to San Beda athletic director Ato Badolato who is just the about the mostfuckingawesome coach EVER. He is *SO* my idol. Coach Jude Roque was so helpful and accomodating, we wouldn't have gotten that much material if it weren't for him. Coach Nash Racela, as usual, refused to be interviewed but it's all good. He's fun with a capital F man, I like him. He's always been like that - allergic to interviews. I remember when I was still with the PBA he would hide from me when just when it was time for the pregame interviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the PBA, Eric Altamirano was tapped to be the successor of Coach Chot at Coke. So THAT means he vacated his SMC All Stars head coaching post. Pretty kickass timing if you ask me. Does this mean that a certain young, good-looking coach will take over Coach Eric's old job and the well experienced veteran amateur coach who was tapped to be a "consultant" a couple of months back will take over his? After all, the amateur coach did resign from his collegiate team. Ok you know what, I don't know why I'm even bothering to be all cryptic when it's pretty obvious who I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to PCU, and unfortunately, I did not get to meet Gabby Espinas. I was *so* looking forward to see what the hype was all about. Hello, ROOKIE-MVP. He is gonna be hella scary in the years to come I am so not kidding. I'm just glad La Salle isn't in the NCAA, so the boys won't have to face him. Boo and I were already wiling to wait for him but it was getting late and we had to haul ass to UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered that 3 of my old friends from DLSU are leaving the Archers and transfering to another collegiate team. Friend A still has 2 years of eligibility, Friend B has 1, and Friend C still has 5. Friend A told me about this plan of his 2 years ago but I never actually thought he would go through with it! Well I should have known, after all, he was the first one who told me about BJ Manalo's plan of moving to Ateneo a whole year before it actually happened. That gave me a very satisfying round of I-told-you-sos because NO ONE believed me when I first told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Moro the next day and talked to team manager Paolo Trillo (ever the nice guy), interviewed Macky Escalona (who was super shy but nakaka-aliw) and Badjie del Rosario (who was hilariously candid and mabait), and I made a total fool of myself in front of Coach Sandy Arespacochaga, who, by the way, was incredibly nice and game. Watch episode 3 of the primer and you'll know what I'm talking about. Oh wait, that was this afternoon. I think there will be a marathon of all 4 episodes soon though. So anyway, our EP Noel made me call Coach Sandy baby. As if that wasn't embarassing enough, I had to 'flirt' with Paolo on-fucking-cam. Thank God they were all nice. Being a diehard La Sallite doesn't mean I have to hate &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; Ateneans right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first rest day in WEEKS. Boo and i decided to stay home today because of my INSANELY TIRING week. My early calltimes and late nights out are really starting to take their toll on me. After our marathon videoke-slash-lasingan session Saturday night, we got home several minutes before the sun came up. I've been asleep the entire day which would explain why I'm still up at 4am. I'm so fucking pissed because I didn't get to see Startalk in its entirety - I so wanted to know who the hunk with the male-to-male sex video was. I think it's Troy Montero based on all the clues but I'm not sure. I also heard that Janno impregnated a Sex Bomb girl, but I'm not sure if that's accurate. There also this ex-bold star who was going to make bulgar stuff about this sikat actor who made her buntis years ago. YES I'M SHOWBIZ! One of my rackets is writing blind items. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mourning over the fact that La Salle won't be part of the Champions' League this season. =( I was really looking forward to interviewing mah boys oncam. No more tape recorders! No more transcribing! And this time the mic will be attached to a fucking camera! YAY FOR TV!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say that I *HATE* the word HELLER?? FUCK!!! Annoying annoying annoying!!! Sorry I just had to let that out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110702818412791881?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110702818412791881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110702818412791881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110702818412791881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110702818412791881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/dreams-do-come-true.html' title='dreams DO come true.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110672529810577671</id><published>2005-01-26T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:10:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy bee</title><content type='html'>I have been extremely busy this past week - my segments for Business &amp; Leisure and tapings for the Champions' League primers are taking up most of my time, but I still manage to squeeze in some dates with Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have bitten off a little more than I can chew here. Being a segment producer for B&amp;L is hard and time consuming enough without having to write scripts AND be a talent for the Champions' League. I'm really glad I'm being given all these breaks though, despite my lack of rest and sleep I can still say I'm having the time of my life. I love most of the people at STV - Van, Jen, and Marvs are awesome, plus Don started training Monday so I bet the office will be even crazier than it already is. I looooove the other Champions' League talents! Mica, Matt, F, and Jester are my favorites, they're just so much to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until Feb 11 when the league opens. I'll get to do the only thing I'm sure I'm awesome at - sportscasting! I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, we had Ryan Arana. This week, it was Rich Alvarez who hammed it up with the CCL talents at Racks El Pueblo. It was strange seeing Racks empty, but it was kinda fun to have the whole place to ourselves. Ryan did an amazing job last week, he was so kengkoy you'd think he's born to be the next Bayani Agbayani or something. Rich was just a total sweetheart, he was SO SO SO nice. I was under the impression that he was your typical Amboy baller - you know, the type who'd be out clubbing every night surrounded by girls, the baller stereotype. I couldn't have been more wrong! I met him back when I was still in the PBA, but this was the first time I actually got to hang out with him. Mica and I were giving him the 3rd degree about the Kyla issue, and we were making him kulit even after he denied everything mga 10 times na. Tuloy he calls me his little chismosa friend. We tinkered with his iPod (which made mine seem loser-ish with my 700 songs as compared to his 4,000) and played Kyla tunes. Nice guy. Super nice. We had a lot of fun teasing and harassing him and playing with his gadgets. I want his phone! He got my number and took my picture, then he told me to call him. How cute noh, my thumbnail flashed on the tiny screen of his flip phone. It was soooo aliw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make the rounds of all the schools in Metro Manila tomorrow to interview players and coaches for the Champions' League. I'm going to UP, Ateneo, San Beda, UM, PCU, UPHR, and a couple of other campuses. ALL.IN.ONE.DAY. Wish me luck. Something tells me I'm going to faint from sheer exhaustion tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110672529810577671?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110672529810577671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110672529810577671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110672529810577671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110672529810577671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/busy-bee.html' title='busy bee'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110596222408916376</id><published>2005-01-17T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T19:43:44.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A pauper no more.</title><content type='html'>I just got my first Champion's League paycheck, and I must say I looooove my job! It's hard work, it can get quite hectic, but the bossess obviously recognize that we're all doing a kickass job in jumpstarting this whole thing thus the clear, distict sound of that wonderful chaching. Lest anyone thinks I'm mukhang pera, this is of course just icing on the cake. I took the job without any idea on how much I would be getting. Maybe other people would think that the amount is relatively small, but I just think it's so rewarding to have someone pay you generously for something you wouldn't mind doing for free. I believe in this league, and once all you see what we're all about, I'm sure you will too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second taping day will be on Wednesday, and as far as I know, we don't have a script yet. Goodluck to us. The 1st episode of the primer was AWESOME but as expected, I looked like crap. I had no choice but to wear my grandma's rimless nerdox specs so I looked like a total dork. I was able to buy a cuter pair of glasses over the weekend so I'm hoping I wouldn't be looking like a turd in our next episode. Excitement excitement excitement!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok for the longest time, I couldn't relate to iPod owners who are so attatched to their iPods, they practically can't leave home without it. My iPod used to suck kasi I only made pa-upload songs sa computer shop. Kadiri talaga kasi a loooooot of the songs were labelled mga Track 1, Track 2, ganyan, so basta it was pathetic. I finally prettyfied it last night in my cousin's house so it's much less kadiri now. I took out all the Beethoven stuff. I am now officially attatched to my iPod. I have all my essentials like the Spice Girls, Rivermaya, old school Eraserheads, Alanis, Plumb, N'Sync, BSB, U2, Head Kandi, Justin Timberlake, Nelly Furtado, Janet, Kylie, Vanessa Cartlon, Alicia Keys... Oo na mainstream na ako, I know I know. It took me 3 months, but I am definitely loving this pretty little thing. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110596222408916376?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110596222408916376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110596222408916376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110596222408916376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110596222408916376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/pauper-no-more.html' title='A pauper no more.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110555205381108425</id><published>2005-01-10T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T01:47:33.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Champion's League - you knew this excessive amount of excitement was coming.</title><content type='html'>Today's shoot was soooooooooooo tiring. I have 2 blisters on my right foot, I'm like 5 shades darker from standing under the sun too long, and I have sinat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a kilig experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The maids and drivers in Valle 1 were gathered around the park, watching us as the session progressed. When the word got out that there was an OB van in front of the court, everyone probably thought they'd see artistas. Shempre walang artista samin, so they all went home disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the CCL people. Everyone's so nice and strange! Sobrang bagay all our roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dodi and Dodong - 2 catatonic basketball fans in their 30s. They've been watching basketball since they could walk and talk, and it's like nothing could shock them anymore. Despite that, they still have an immeasurable passion for the game. The dudes playing Dodi and Dodong - Vic and Jester - are sobrang nakakatawa. They both made themselves look like tambay ng riles, tapos they keep on making kamot their chan so lalong believable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tin and Matoy - Matt is a hopeless case. He knows NOTHING about the game, and spends the first five minutes of the scene talking about how Kasparov has the best jumper in the world. Tin is the biggest basketball nerd you can imagine, and she patiently tries to make Matoy learn the ropes. However, when Matoy makes pilit that he looks like Jason Kidd and claims that's the reason why the barangay league is recruiting him to be the center of their team, Tin isn't quite so patient anymore. Think Madre in Good Morning, Miami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pam and Mikz - they're both gorgeous, and they've been neighbors since birth. However, Mikz is the super kikay girl who only likes basketball because of the cute boys, while Pam HATES MEN and always carries tarot cards and voodoo dolls. Despite that, they remain the best of friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JoeCan - the ultimate sportscaster. He takes his passion for sportscasting so seriously that he was named after the best one the country every produced - Joe Cantada. Always talking in an overly-modulated voice, JoeCan can often be found interviewing inanimate objects like plants, and garbage. He is also the younger brother of Oro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first episode of our primer will air on Saturday. I won't tell you where and what time because I'm sure I looked panget there, pero ayan, that was my first ever artista experience. I enjoyed myself immensely! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primer pa lang to. I know I'll get really, REALLY excited when I start covering the actual games. I'll pretty much do the exact same thing I did in the PBA - halftime report, pregame interviews, listening in on the huddles and delivering courtside reports - except I have to be in character. GOODLUCK. I just hope they don't let me interview Coach Franz because then I'll have to be taray in front of him ON CAMERA. He dislikes me enough without me going all bizzar-o on him on air. I miss the Archers, man! I haven't spoken to any of them in AGES! This is gonna be such a trip, me interviewing them on tv. "I am here with Captain Hook, Macmac Cardona..." oooohhh, I so can't wait!!! Just a little over a month to go!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110555205381108425?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110555205381108425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110555205381108425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110555205381108425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110555205381108425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/champions-league-you-knew-this.html' title='Champion&apos;s League - you knew this excessive amount of excitement was coming.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110520717805727696</id><published>2005-01-09T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T01:59:38.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maarte ako. fuck you.</title><content type='html'>I'm not simple. I'm maarte, complicated, high-maintenance, strange, and quite eccentric. But I love me. I'm glad I'm not simple because simple people are corny. Sorry ha, but it's true. I don't get nga why a lot of people describe themselves as simple - as if it's a good thing. It's so not. I'm not buying that "simplicity is beauty" crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone called me maarte today with an ANNOYING little smirk and matching rolling eyes. If your fucking standard for beauty is simplicity and your girlfriend is your ideal girl, thank you na lang, you can stick your simplicity up your ass. Pass ako sa B-Club boots niya, pati na rin sa naninilaw niyang ex-white na 3/4s at jeans na na-fray sa kalumaan with matching putik sa hem. IYO NA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. I hate it when people make marunong e wala naman silang alam. I'd rather be like this than be PLAIN and BORING. Fine, it's a lot more magastos to be maarte, but looking good makes me feel good. And I love seeing the look on Noel's face when he likes what he sees. SO THERE. Magsama kayo ni boring manag girlfriend with your matching B-Club footwear. Yuck, you'll be like the B-Club couple! I don't think you could be more pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110520717805727696?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110520717805727696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110520717805727696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110520717805727696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110520717805727696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/maarte-ako-fuck-you.html' title='maarte ako. fuck you.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110476335538483356</id><published>2005-01-03T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T23:56:19.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bora baby!</title><content type='html'>I went to Bora with my boyfriend, my brother, and my bestest friends last week. I had the best time ever! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682849215633m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/91/68/2458619/8683130546157m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682923543311m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/80/29/10089208/8682377626673m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/91/68/2458619/8683292613028m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/80/29/10089208/8682265629433m.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/870997372266m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best vacation ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110476335538483356?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110476335538483356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110476335538483356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110476335538483356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110476335538483356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/bora-baby.html' title='bora baby!'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110467630359272639</id><published>2005-01-03T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T02:20:58.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss my perky ass, Marbury.</title><content type='html'>"I am clearly the best pointguard in the NBA."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER STEPHON!!! Have you evern been in the running for MVP? Have you ever even been in the All-NBA First Team? The only person who thinks you're the best is YOU. And let me tell you, just like yo' momma, YOU DON'T COUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait, wait! He actually said he's the best pointuard to EVER PLAY BASKETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I suka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Jefferson said it best: &lt;em&gt;"John Stockton never said he was the best point guard in the NBA. Michael Jordan, I don't recall too many times him saying he was the best player, Magic Johnson. You know, not too many guys come out and say they're the best. J-Kidd has been the No. 1 point guard in the NBA for as long as I've been here, and never once has he said he's the best."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I just bought the Lacoste ballet flats with the orange satin ribbon. I'm a happy bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110467630359272639?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110467630359272639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110467630359272639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110467630359272639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110467630359272639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/kiss-my-perky-ass-marbury.html' title='Kiss my perky ass, Marbury.'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9896789.post-110464775534025531</id><published>2005-01-02T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T15:03:01.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen to the glasses go *clink*</title><content type='html'>I wasn't particularly fond of the year 2004 and I couldn't be happier about the fact that it's ending. I.HATED.2004. It will be remembered for countless personal and global tragedies, more goodbyes than hellos, an undending river of tears, secrets better left uncovered, painful lies, and broken promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a weird way of shitting on your newly-hair spa-ed head. It inevitably rains when you wear your sinfully expensive shoes, and stain-inducing red wine &lt;em&gt;just has to&lt;/em&gt; spill on your swankiest bag. For as long as I can remember, I've been a glass-half-full sort of person. I was a walking cliche: I used to believe that every cloud had a silver lining, and there are only one set of footprints on the sand when you go through a major crisis because that's when Kuya Jess carries you. I still believe in him and I know my faith will never waver, but I'm not the wide-eyed young thing I was last year. I'm now pessimistic. And cynical. A far cry from the ray of sunshine I was in college. I'm perpetually paranoid and in an eternally dark mood. I hate this. I was NEVER like this. I was always the type of girl who could laugh through the shittiest problems and face life head on. Now all I want to do is burrow under my covers and wait until the seemingly unending string of storms pass. Gone are the days when all that mattered were Jason Kidd's assist-to-turnover ratio, getting my stylist to copy Jennifer Aniston's latest 'do, and being allowed to nexts weekend's rave (yeaaahh I know, kadiri rave). Is this what getting older is about? Is this even normal? I feel HORRIBLE. I want to go back to the way I was in college. I've aged &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange really. Career-wise, everything's going great. In fact, 2004 can practically be considered a banner year. I worked for the PBA as a sportscaster and a producer, I got my hands on the much-coveted UAAP all-access pass, Radio Idol and uaapgames.com gave me major exposure, I'm currently juggling 3 lifestyle segments on my dad's show, and last but &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; not the least, I got my very first fan letter via snail mail (fan letters through email and friendster are equally awesome, but snail mail is just so adorably quaint). SO WHY THE HELL AM I SO DEPRESSED?! Fuck, am I going emo? This is so fucking strange. I feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2004 sucked for me but I hope it was fabulous for you. Here's to a kickass 2005! Here's to more dates with Boo, more nights out with my swanky girlfriends, more designer goods, AND THAT PINK MOTORCYCLE BALENCIAGA I'VE BEEN EYEING FOR THE LONGEST TIME!!! Shit, you WILL be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9896789-110464775534025531?l=sportscaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/feeds/110464775534025531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9896789&amp;postID=110464775534025531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110464775534025531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9896789/posts/default/110464775534025531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sportscaster.blogspot.com/2005/01/listen-to-glasses-go-clink.html' title='listen to the glasses go *clink*'/><author><name>Courtside Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02642178581183542931</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/39/14/11974193/8682557137734s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
