<?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-2210948078770302196</id><updated>2011-07-28T14:04:40.172-07:00</updated><category term='matchmaking'/><category term='falling in love'/><title type='text'>My 20 First Dates Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-5219768613474157925</id><published>2011-05-04T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T21:39:16.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter to the Participants</title><content type='html'>Hi there! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Candie! I'm the organizer of My 20 First Dates.  I would like to give you an update on the event, Light the Night Speed Dating event&lt;br /&gt;for the Evangelical Christians.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize this is a really specific niche that we're trying to tap into, and it is quite difficult to get 20 pairs of single Evangelical Christians together for an event.  I've been told a few times that the Christians have not been giving priority to meeting new people and dating. This is the reason why I've decided to dedicate an event just for this community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, personally, am not a Christian, but have a lot of friends who share your faith.  I realized i need to understand more the market to be able to disseminate the information more effectively. As the event organizer, i want to do this right; and so i feel that it is only right that I postpone this event to make sure that the quality of this event would be at par with the other events that I have ever organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everyone's support and patience, but please DO CONTINUE to spread the word about the event.  This event IS going to push thru if its the last thing I do. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again,&lt;br /&gt;Candie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-5219768613474157925?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/5219768613474157925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=5219768613474157925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/5219768613474157925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/5219768613474157925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2011/05/open-letter-to-participants.html' title='An Open Letter to the Participants'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-6720003362938162237</id><published>2011-04-14T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T04:25:41.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Dating Could be the Solution!</title><content type='html'>*Written by Clarissa E. for My 20 First Dates&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Our churches are filled with single people who are on fire for the Lord, who go out of their way to serve and minister to others.  But more and more, single evangelical Christians are confused about what their attitude should be as they wait to reach the next phase in life.  Is kissing dating goodbye really their only option?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boundless.org, a webzine geared towards evangelical Christians quotes from Shmuley Boteach’s book Why Can't I Fall in Love?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I frequently hear people telling their friends, 'The reason you don't fall in love is that you want love too badly.... People can smell the need on you. Love won't find you until you stop looking for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar? Looking for love has become something to be embarrassed about. You don't hear people talking about unemployment this way: "I used to go to job interviews, looking to get hired by law firms. I found it absolutely humiliating, having to cozy up to the partners to get them to give me a job. So I decided I will never go for an interview again. I'll just live on the streets, with no money and no food. If some guy comes and offers me a job, I'll take it, but I will never search for it again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0001786.cfm)&lt;br /&gt;For evangelical Christians who want to be intentional about dating and would like to go beyond their immediate social circles, speed dating may be the solution.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Speed dating has its roots in the Jewish community.  Rabbi Yaacov Deyo conceived this system as a way to help Jewish singles meet people who share their faith.  Speed dating is a fast, fun and safe way to meet and date lots of single professionals in one night. Men and women are rotated to meet each other over a series of 20 First Dates, lasting 5 minutes each. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Events company My 20 First Dates is at the forefront of niche speed dating in the country, having organized successful events for the Chinoy community.  Now the time has come for Filipino Christians from Bible-based churches who are interested in meeting fellow Christian singles and seeing where it leads.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LIGHT THE NIGHT - A Christian Speed Dating Event&lt;br /&gt;for ladies 25 and above, and gentlemen 28 and above&lt;br /&gt;ticket price is P1,000 per person&lt;br /&gt;includes dinner, drinks and 20 dates&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;May 20, 2011, Friday 7pm La Regalade French Bistro&lt;br /&gt;820 Arnaiz St. Makati City&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please spread the word about this event geared specifically for Christian singles.  Check out &lt;a href="http://www.my20firstdates.com"&gt;www.my20firstdates.com&lt;/a&gt; for more information.  Registration prior to the event via My 20 First Date’s official website is necessary.  Slots are running out fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-6720003362938162237?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6720003362938162237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=6720003362938162237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6720003362938162237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6720003362938162237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2011/04/speed-dating-could-be-solution.html' title='Speed Dating Could be the Solution!'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-7239495701015590721</id><published>2011-03-01T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T22:21:52.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In search for a perfect place</title><content type='html'>One of the exciting parts of planning a speed dating event is looking for a new restaurant!  There are a lot of considerations when it comes to choosing the perfect restaurant for the event; there’s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 the budget:  if the price is right? &lt;br /&gt;#2 the space:  can the place hold 50 people comfortably without having to walk sideways?&lt;br /&gt;#3 the place: is the place classy? Are the chairs comfy? Is the location convenient for the target market?&lt;br /&gt;#4 the owners: are the owners nice? Do you get to talk to the owners directly? Or least the person coordinating with you is cooperative? Efficient?&lt;br /&gt;#5 the food: does it taste good?  Does the chicken taste like cardboard? You know stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these are crucial and are not ranked in order of importance.&lt;br /&gt;I am constantly surprised how much in demand speed dating is in the Metro.  Although I almost always have a “breakdown” when it comes to crunch time because people procrastinate with their registrations and some needs a bit of a push; but then again, it almost always turns out perfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last event was held in Bistro Napa located in Il Terrazzo in Tomas Morato.  As I’ve mentioned before in the location, since my target market in the event was Filipino-Chinese, Timog area was definitely the place to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkGEfUMMx2Y/TW3gZynG2nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Mr4ScomMb44/s1600/181744_10150093191584870_510729869_6036100_3049795_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkGEfUMMx2Y/TW3gZynG2nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Mr4ScomMb44/s400/181744_10150093191584870_510729869_6036100_3049795_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across the blog written by Alex A., the &lt;a href="http://pescovegetarian.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-favorite-at-il-terrazzo-bistro-napa.html"&gt;Picky Pescetarian&lt;/a&gt;, and her good review about it, so I asked her if she knew the owners, so she gave me their number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wf_sP4oS420/TW3gaLNPSrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SxcEhd4RFW8/s1600/180179_10150093191619870_510729869_6036101_6279839_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" width="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wf_sP4oS420/TW3gaLNPSrI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SxcEhd4RFW8/s400/180179_10150093191619870_510729869_6036101_6279839_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that the owners of Bistro Napa are the same owners of Aresi, which was my favourite date place!  It’s classy, comfy, cozy and yet not so expensive.  They still also have the same chef which means, they would have the same food.  And when you look at the interior, it’s very nice.  The lights aren’t too bright, aren’t too dark either.  There were enough space for 50 people plus the owners were very welcoming with the idea of holding my speed dating event there.  Negotiations were very fast; both waiters and owners were very accommodating and nice during the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZn6UHdIXUA/TW3gaaWKMpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Mj5dgCU145I/s1600/182447_10150093192404870_510729869_6036116_6293833_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="268" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DZn6UHdIXUA/TW3gaaWKMpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Mj5dgCU145I/s400/182447_10150093192404870_510729869_6036116_6293833_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you come across a good restaurant which you think is a great place for us to hold a speed dating event, or maybe you own a restaurant which you want us to check out, please do not hesitate to email us! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-7239495701015590721?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/7239495701015590721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=7239495701015590721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/7239495701015590721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/7239495701015590721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-search-for-perfect-place.html' title='In search for a perfect place'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VkGEfUMMx2Y/TW3gZynG2nI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Mr4ScomMb44/s72-c/181744_10150093191584870_510729869_6036100_3049795_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-351132139031347454</id><published>2009-02-10T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T06:24:03.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speed Dating: A "Twisted" Event</title><content type='html'>SPEED DATING : A 'TWISTED' EVENT(Part One)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around late January, i realized that wretched, over-commercialized V-Day was fast coming up, and my potential V-date had turned out to be, well, lacking in potential, after all.So, with no viable date in the far, far horizon, yours truly decided to do the next best thing: sign up for this "Early Valentine" Speed Dating event targeted to the Filipino-Chinese community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.my20firstdates.com/early_valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" alt="" src="http://www.my20firstdates.com/early_valentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days before the event, i was informed there would be a "twist" with this speed dating event. But despite badgering the vivacious organizer Candie, she steadfastly refused to spill the beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***The group speeddating was a collaboration between me (Candie) and Jeanette Tan who invited people to the event as well.  The group speeddating idea came about when Jeanette said the people she invited did not want to have speeddating, and just a group date.  But I also had a bunch of people who were invited by me and expected to be in a speeddating event. therefore came up with the idea of group speed dating. *** ~ Candie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed dating normally works this way: The guys and gals sit facing each other on individual tables, and talk to each other one-on-one for an allotted number of minutes (commonly 3 or 4 minutes). Then, once a buzzer or bell signifies the end of this allotted time, the guys move over to the next table where the next girl awaits, and the process starts all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each guy and gal has a checklist in their hand, wherein they "check" those people whom they liked well enough to want to see again. So, if Guy A checks Gal Z, and she also checks him, then we have a "match".A day or two after the event, the organizers inform each participant by email how many matches they have, along with the mobile phone numbers of the said members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the night itself, the turnout was overwhelming. There were 31 pairs signed up (whoa!). So, i guess there were that many unattached-yet-on-the-prowl people like me! Haha :D Candie went onstage, and announced that the game. . . err, event was about to begin. Further, she revealed that the twist was that this would be a "group" speed dating, instead of the normal one-on-one set-up.This was how it would work: There were a total of 6 tables, and each table would have more or less 5 guys and 5 gals. They would be given 15 minutes to mingle, chat, make jokes, stare into space, etc. before the guys move on to the next table, and so on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301163399822167186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SZGEBn6zzJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qiMbrppXqiY/s320/my20firstdates24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To break the ice (factoid: Fil-Chis, or "Tsinoys", are amongst the coldest bunch of people on earth), there would be a game question for each round, which the speed dating participants would answer. This, hopefully, would get everyone involved, and start sharing juicy tidbits about themselves.Candie explained the rationale for the shift from one-on-one to group: Based on their previous events, participants would get hoarse from all that talking by the midpoint (and i suspect, tired about being asked and answering the same questions regarding their age, job, school, income, etc.), and sort of not enjoying themselves anymore from then on. Clearly, a case of diminishing marginal returns at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i thought the group format was an ingenious way for the organizer to deal with last-minute no-shows/flakers, as it eliminated the need to have the exact same number of guys and gals.Nevertheless, i had serious reservations about this so-called "twist", in all honesty. Probably because i'm anti-social, taciturn and don't like big groups. Besides, under the usual one-on-one set-up, i have the entire 4 minutes to monopolize the girl's attention, and hopefully charm the pants off her. [IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER: This is a figure of speech only; DO NOT take it literally, okay?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas under the new group set-up, i have to find a way to stand out from the other 4 guys, who are all in their own way trying a find a way to stand out and impress the girls, too! Likely result: total chaos.While i (secretly) wished that the other 4 guys at the table were all pasty-faced schmucks, so that i come across as relatively "better", i could not afford to take things to chance. After all, one has to take one's fate into one's own hands, right? You know, "Carpe Diem!" or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, we guys were assigned our respective tables, and the game was afoot!Amongst the questions used as starting points were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Describe yourself using words which start with each letter of your first name. [For example, Candie could describe herself as "Catty, alluring, neurotic, delicate, ingenious and elegant"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) "If you were marooned on a desert island, who are the 3 people (whether dead or alive, real or imaginary, etc.) whom you would bring along, and why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) State 3 things about yourself, 2 of which are factual and 1 being a lie. Then the members of the opposite sex at your table will guess which one is the lie, and you tell them if they had guess correctly or not.In fairness to Candie (and contrary to my earlier reservations), this new group speed dating format worked quite well, especially during the later stages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, people were sort of shy, and deferred to others to start the ball rolling. But once warmed up, most everyone was willing to share interesting tidbits about themselves. In particular, making wild guesses regarding which "fact" was in fact a lie proved to be hilarious. Not only did this game bring out interesting revelations from each of us, it brought forth lots of good-natured 'roasting' and bantering and hooting when each person had to reveal which of his/her statements was the lie, and why exactly so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the evening was not complete without some low points, like the girls from the wretched Table no. [x]. I do not intend to sound mean, but really, they were regrettably a trifle deficient in the personality department.For one, they kept on pointing to the others to get the discussion started, much like guests at a Chinese dinner lauriat, who move the lazy Susan back and forth the table, urging each other to be the one to dig into the food first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when finally pressed to say something substantial, they hemmed and hawwed and frowned in agonizingly deep thought, as time ticked away.One of them proferred the oh-so-fascinating tidbit that she "didn't like cheese". Equally uninspiring was another one who professed her love for travelling. When i inquired what her favorite travel destination was, or what had been her most enjoyable trip so far, she clammed up and looked at me uncomprehendingly, as though i asked her whether cold nuclear fusion was the answer to global warming.Tsk, tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the late hour, Candie was not able to tabulate the results, and instead, promised to email everyone their respective "matches" shortly.So the waiting game begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For more details on the speed dating event, please check out &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://www.my20firstdates.com/"&gt;http://www.my20firstdates.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by the &lt;a href="http://grumpyurbanslacker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Grumpy Urban Slacker&lt;/a&gt; as his first hand experience for My 20 First Dates &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-351132139031347454?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/351132139031347454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=351132139031347454' title='47 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/351132139031347454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/351132139031347454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2009/02/speed-dating-twisted-event.html' title='Speed Dating: A &quot;Twisted&quot; Event'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SZGEBn6zzJI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/qiMbrppXqiY/s72-c/my20firstdates24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>47</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-2724912393216368793</id><published>2008-11-21T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:32:39.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My best friend's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;photo&gt;As I am writing this blog, my best friend gets married in less than 3 days.  We’ve been friends for over 21 years.  We became friends in nursery school, when my sister and her nanny would always be late fetching us, and we would end up in the “waiting room” together.  We were 4 years old back then, until we became classmates in kindergarten until grade 6.  In high school, we got into different sections, made other friends, but still kept in touch.  When college came, we went to the same university but took up different courses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 21 years, I’ve seen her in just her panties, I’ve seen her cry, laugh, triumph and fail; I have met her family and she has mine.  We’ve become a household name in each other’s household. We were not the stereotypical best friends that do sleepovers or put make up on each other, have pillow fights, or go shopping together.  We mostly spoke over the phone, and occasionally met up for important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the stage of my life where my social calendar is filled up by attending weddings, bridal showers and engagement parties; despite all of this, the thought of my best friend getting married just wouldn’t sink in.  It’s like, it can’t be! We’re same age! We grew up together! Not that any of my reasoning matters or contributes on the decision making process of getting married, but it’s just shocking! She’s the first one to be wed amongst those who are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we were probably 13 or at a silly age when we would talk about our weddings, we vowed to be each other’s bridesmaid.  Doesn’t matter who gets married first, if it has to be done, one of us will be Mrs. Bridesmaid. Haha.  I guess I’d be the one to have a Mrs. Bridesmaid in my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I just had my manicure and pedicure, hand spa and foot spa to prepare for the wedding, got my gown and my shoes, got my appointment with the hairdresser it seems like I’ve got every base covered.  Yes, seems.  I don’t have a date.  Ironically, I organize events for people to date.  I’ve scanned thru my phonebook, my YM list, my Facebook, zilch; although I did ask someone, who turned out to be busy on Sunday.  So now, I think I may just embark on the wedding alone.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really mind going alone, since I’d prolly be hanging out with some schoolmates there, but it would just be… more fun if I were to go with someone, being all dressed up and everything, it’d feel like prom again. Haha my gawd.  Oh I can go on with my prom night, but it’s gonna be a whole new story and it’s just not related. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that this Sunday goes well, I don’t trip, Thea gets married to Hans, I’d look good on my make up, and I’d enjoy the night without a plus 1.  I’d be taking lotsa photos during the wedding and post them up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-2724912393216368793?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2724912393216368793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=2724912393216368793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2724912393216368793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2724912393216368793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-best-friends-wedding.html' title='My best friend&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-6821830844377865409</id><published>2008-09-26T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T04:27:14.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unreciprocated Love</title><content type='html'>You sometimes don’t know when love would hit you. This could be the best thing that’s ever happened or it could also be the worst thing. Why do I say this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this business of matchmaking, we bring together random people to become friends, business partners, and if they’re lucky, maybe lovers. This was the case for a close friend of mine who I asked to join. She came to the event with no expectations. She just came to support me plus, she was single. Hehe Instead of finding love, I think it was more like love that found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think of Love in such positive way, that it rarely occurs to us how appalling it could also be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caught an “admirer”. She met a guy who has fallen COMPLETELY and IMMENSELY in love with her from the moment that they’ve met. Nothing would have made us thought that he could be like this. I guess the guy paid good money to have found the person who he feels would complete him; although we do not guarantee they would reciprocate. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy has texted her love quotes, to self-authored love quotes, to love messages. He has waited for her in front of their building (lucky for him, bad luck for her, they live in the same building). He has taken up swimming every Sunday now (since she goes swimming on Sundays); persistently texts her after I have “interfered” as the organizer of the speed dating; and the most recent one, has written her a 2-part love emails that were written with so much passion...that it was mind blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has asked her to be just a friend, since he knew that she was not at all interested to even keep in contact with him; asked her to stay around, so that he would have the will to go on, to look for her “replacement”; which he later said that he doubt that he’d find anyway. He has shamelessly asked her to treat her like a brother, a classmate (that you ignore! My gawd), or just be a person who would reply to his texts and emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reactions have gone from WTF s to OMGs. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SNzFr2QT1BI/AAAAAAAAACo/EOcpcSKFY2k/s1600-h/tom.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250288622696125458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SNzFr2QT1BI/AAAAAAAAACo/EOcpcSKFY2k/s320/tom.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couldn’t help but feel like that I was sort of at fault haha. But then I started to put myself in his shoes, tried understanding where he’s coming from, and I’ve read his love email to her again, and I could only conclude that a person who could humiliate himself like that is exactly what a person who is TRULY in love would do. He would risk it all. He has lost his mind. He is in love. He’s just like Tom Cruise in Oprah talking about Katie Holmes sans Tom’s hotness haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although saying this, I am not encouraging my friend to go out with him, haha, dear God NO! I am just saying that it’s kind of distressing to see, not just him, but anybody, to be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wish for him to find someone that he would love as much as he does my friend, and who would also love him back. But then again, is this not what we all want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-6821830844377865409?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6821830844377865409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=6821830844377865409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6821830844377865409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6821830844377865409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/09/unreciprocated-love.html' title='Unreciprocated Love'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SNzFr2QT1BI/AAAAAAAAACo/EOcpcSKFY2k/s72-c/tom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-6505738579747818569</id><published>2008-08-24T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T23:05:34.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matchmaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='falling in love'/><title type='text'>Matchmaking for real</title><content type='html'>It was a Monday night, I was bound for Banawe to go boxing at &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/sarreal1"&gt;Sarreal &lt;/a&gt; when suddenly the lazy wind blew in my direction, it was also kind of a sad day that time, so I called on a friend to hang out instead. I have been texting with Ronnie for such a long time wanting to meet and catch up so I took the opportunity and went directly to his house and fetched him. It was actually more like an ambush rather than an invitation, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ronnie and I headed to Starbucks to just hang out and chat, he started telling me about his work and everything else that comes into mind. Ronnie is one of those people that I just click with, and seem to have tons of things to talk about, conjuring conversations out of thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were hanging out, I saw a friend of mine from kindergarten, Cherry. We said our hi's and hello's as she went back to her table. She walked passed our table again and I started a conversation with her.  Apprarently, she was at Starbucks with her dad (w/ business partners), talking about things that would not keep her in her seat. So I asked her to sit at our table until her dad's done with his meeting, and so she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not talked to Cherry in probaby 10 years, we've always just acknowledged each other but never really gotten to talk or become real friends. I was so surprised to find out that we have so much in common, and that we share alot of same opinions.  Talking to her for the first time was like talking to a long lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SLJAXs4vjmI/AAAAAAAAACc/cD6hrb1nZ58/s1600-h/IMG_1007b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238320092515634786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SLJAXs4vjmI/AAAAAAAAACc/cD6hrb1nZ58/s320/IMG_1007b.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cherry-Ronnie-Ronnie-Cherry. That was it. That was my purpose that night, why the lazy wind blew into my direction. It was mere Destiny as i believe, why Cherry's dad decided to tag her along to a really boring business meeting; why Ronnie was so available that night, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying in Chinese about &lt;strong&gt;Destiny &lt;/strong&gt;that I really love, "&lt;em&gt;With Destiny, you'll meet inspite of being a thousand miles apart; without Destiny, you may be face-to-face but you'll never get to know each other&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it is. Although I am not a firm believer of Love-at-First-Sight, 'cuz it's never happened to me, but I think thats what happened to Ronnie. When the night ended, he asked me for her number and they just started texting each other.&lt;br /&gt;I am also a non-believer of long courtships, I believe in the simplicity of "me Tarzan, you Jane" sort of thing.  Yes, the flirting in betweeen IS fun (and may just be the funnest part), but if you're both looking for a serious relationship, I think, there is no sense in waiting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these events, Elaine and I have organized, we've never gotten to know the feeling of being a matchmaker. Now I know, and it is one of the amazing things that I've gotten to see; how I was used by a tool by LOVE haha (i'm not cynnical, see?) to make 2 strangers meet, who would both otherwise walk their own direction in life and not know each other; OR I might just be giving myself too much credit, that they'd probably meet each other one way or another haha. But I'm glad I was part of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-6505738579747818569?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/6505738579747818569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=6505738579747818569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6505738579747818569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/6505738579747818569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/08/matchmaking-for-real.html' title='Matchmaking for real'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SLJAXs4vjmI/AAAAAAAAACc/cD6hrb1nZ58/s72-c/IMG_1007b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-4331065530370269292</id><published>2008-05-21T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T23:03:40.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Match Maker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUMok56lLI/AAAAAAAAACM/qcnqv37EYWQ/s1600-h/DSC_2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203078835737367730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="285" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUMok56lLI/AAAAAAAAACM/qcnqv37EYWQ/s320/DSC_2431.jpg" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been playing match maker for almost a year now. 1 year, 4 events, 80 dates, and 160 participants after, and people ask us, "so, has anybody made it yet?" you know, become couple. and we're like Noooo.... When is this gonna happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elaine and I imagine the first My 20 First Dates couple's wedding in our day dreaming sessions (every Tuesday, haha) We're like, we're so going to call on the press and put up posters everywhere and flyers, and Elaine was gonna give cake as a gift (with our logo) haha. Make a website for them, we'll be so into their wedding... but then poof! nothing has happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we're thinking maybe people just aren't updating us? But why?! So here's the deal people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're calling the attention of all our previous participants, we're crazy curious about what's up? (maybe we should do a reunion edition or something?) Please holler us, call us, email us, text us, send us smoke signals, tell us what's happening!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who has come together because of our event we will be so honored, if you allowed us to have dinner with you, ON US! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-4331065530370269292?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/4331065530370269292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=4331065530370269292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/4331065530370269292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/4331065530370269292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/playing-match-maker.html' title='Playing Match Maker'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUMok56lLI/AAAAAAAAACM/qcnqv37EYWQ/s72-c/DSC_2431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-2851815558311084705</id><published>2008-05-19T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T00:15:13.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Singles' Summer Night -- Our 4th Speed dating Event</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJuqAiyL3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qWQ81azoiy0/s1600-h/IMG_6561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJuqAiyL3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qWQ81azoiy0/s400/IMG_6561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202342187545800562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months of hibernation, we felt it's about time we do our 4th speed dating event. But it's not like we lost interest in speed dating, we were simply busy with our lives-- renovation in my room and Candie's sister, P, got married last April 26. In short, we had no time to decide on a nice theme for our next speed dating, let alone actually plan it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, I met with an old friend, L, and she introduced me to this new restaurant behind Starbucks, Banawe. Admittedly, I've never looked beyond Starbucks and upon walking through the alley, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CocoAsian Bistro&lt;/span&gt; seem to just pop through the scene, it was that unexpected! It has a sort of a fine dining feel to it, or at least a place striving to be a bit more upscale compared to other food establishments in the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candie and I talked to one of the managing owners, R, who happened to be an acquaintance in DLSU. And of course, there were the SOP meetings where we talked about food, budget, space allotment etc. Pretty soon, we found ourselves booking the place for May 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDO4YAiyL4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/06HeOdAV4_8/s1600-h/stub.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDO4YAiyL4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/06HeOdAV4_8/s400/stub.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202704717145321346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                                     what would you like for dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual, we love doing "extra" work. By that I mean improvements on various seemingly unnecessary stuff. It took us almost the whole afternoon trying to redo our vectors, changing the font in our kit, colors for our name tags...pretty much those stuff that our participants might not have notice, but actually improves the total package of our events. Amidst that, we collected participants and were extremely delighted that some of our previous participants joined yet again (3rd time already!).                              &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDO5_AiyL5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/iuP2z9wutL0/s1600-h/IMG_6582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDO5_AiyL5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/iuP2z9wutL0/s400/IMG_6582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202706486671847314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                       &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"nicer" tops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There was a slight downpour on the night of the event and a number of people were late but a whole lot were early...as in 30 minutes early! Candie and I haven't even changed into our nice tops yet (!?). Anyhoo, our registration now is a zip! Primarily because the name tags are already printed and we were able to put names on the faces on ALL our participants. Some were obviously pleased, albeit a bit surprised, with our little effort and it made for an interesting first meeting. The night happily wore on smoothly with a lot of ding!ding!ding! and "..next date please..", which is really the fun part!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Soon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everyone got to have their 20 first dates and was more relaxed as they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;mingled with other singles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(take that!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-2851815558311084705?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2851815558311084705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=2851815558311084705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2851815558311084705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2851815558311084705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/singles-summer-night-our-4th-speed.html' title='Singles&apos; Summer Night -- Our 4th Speed dating Event'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJuqAiyL3I/AAAAAAAAABs/qWQ81azoiy0/s72-c/IMG_6561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-3174408782991047594</id><published>2008-05-19T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:58:59.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of No Ethics</title><content type='html'>I was lounging and watching ETC, as I saw Astring-O-Sol's Launch of their Ice Extreme product line. I thought to myself, "wow, that would be a great sponsor! how they relate sore throat with talking too much..." so i saw the name of the brand manager and tried my luck the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called GSK hotline and tried to talk to the operator, but nobody was answering, and so on my 3rd try, I pressed a random extension number and asked for the brand manager, then magic, i got connected to his office! Wonderful I thought to myself, so i started talking about how we wanted them to be our sponsor, told them how speed dating was related to their product line. The brand manager was excited, he was very, very interested; and so we got them as our sponsor, they gave us P375 worth of products for each participant on their first support. We were so glad to have such a big company sponsor our event. At that time, it was for our Astoria Event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJUGQiyL0I/AAAAAAAAABU/SytqCKA5WzM/s1600-h/DSC_5820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202312986063155010" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 118px; height: 130px;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJUGQiyL0I/AAAAAAAAABU/SytqCKA5WzM/s200/DSC_5820.jpg" border="0" height="136" width="129" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next event came, when we asked for support, they said, "sure, come and pick it up!" and our driver came back with a sando bag filled with small bottles of mouth wash, we thought "hey great, at least they still supported us." We put up their tarpolins inside the event, gave away bottles of mouth wash and put them in the rest room for everyone to use before the date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month after that an advertising agency contacted us, apparently, affiliated with Astring-O-Sol, said they are now looking for speed dating companies that could create events for them.(I remember the brand manager telling me that when he pitched that idea to the bosses, they liked to be related to the speed dating market.)       We said, Oh! ok.. so you mean you're looking for other speed dating event companies even though the idea came from us? They said yes, as a matter of factly.We sent a proposal, as they requested, and no response came. 3 months later, Elaine saw on  a TV advertisement, oh! Astring-O-Sol dating marathon! oh wow, what great idea! and wait! we did not help them organize this event for them. So someone else benefited from our idea. Just as we thought, a competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I texted the brand manager, "saw you have a speed dating event now, congrats ah!" No reply. Next day, the ad agency called me again, asking for our schedule, they're looking for other speed dating companies again, coincidence? &lt;/p&gt;So i tried visiting their website &lt;a href="http://www.astringosol.com.ph/"&gt;http://www.astringosol.com.ph/&lt;/a&gt; and saw WOW! my tagline, manipulated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJXiQiyL1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Qd0fUCyWwQw/s1600-h/event2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202316765634375506" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJXiQiyL1I/AAAAAAAAABc/Qd0fUCyWwQw/s200/event2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJaswiyL2I/AAAAAAAAABk/KUurvtpuDMQ/s1600-h/dating+marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202320244557885282" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJaswiyL2I/AAAAAAAAABk/KUurvtpuDMQ/s200/dating+marathon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJaswiyL2I/AAAAAAAAABk/KUurvtpuDMQ/s1600-h/dating+marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left is my poster for the event sent to the brand manager when I solicited for sponsorship. My tagline: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Single? Mingle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, Astring-O-Sol's website with a bit of twist on my tagline: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mingle with other singles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How original!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I browsed through their website and saw, guess what! they are holding an event in Moomba!!! Where I held my first event! Moomba is a secluded restaurant that is familiar only to the people who lives near Timog, but the ambiance? perfect for speed dating!  Of course they saw our photos in our website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can we do then? People who needs to climb the corporate ladder needs to do this. I guess we'll just have to come up with better ideas and not tell people who can benefit from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-3174408782991047594?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/3174408782991047594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=3174408782991047594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/3174408782991047594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/3174408782991047594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/tale-of-no-ethics.html' title='The Tale of No Ethics'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJUGQiyL0I/AAAAAAAAABU/SytqCKA5WzM/s72-c/DSC_5820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-2591445053382489980</id><published>2008-05-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:11:56.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's in Little Asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJDPwiyLwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7OlrTRtAMbE/s1600-h/DSC_5531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202294457574240002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJDPwiyLwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7OlrTRtAMbE/s320/DSC_5531.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 28, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so excited about Valentine's, we said to each other, WE HAVE TO HAVE A VALENTINE'S EVENT! and so we finally exhausted our Little Asia connection, Charlemagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working with Little Asia was such a breeze, they were sooo accomodating, flexible, delicious AND afforadable (for minute, i sounded like home tv shopping, haha) Anyway, this event was so smooth sailing, it almost bored us! (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started advertising a month before the event, registrants poured in, this event was so great because we even had someone who flew all the way in from Cebu to join our event! It was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first time we tried to adjust our age group from 22-25 females, 25-32 males to 28-38 females, 30-40 males.  This time, it was still for the Filipino-Chinese community. Actually, this is one of our dilemna, or weakness if you may. We, as Filipino-Chinese understands so much how &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;community works, we're having a great time organizing for this niche market. To the extent that we've contacted, what we call, Astoriaphobia. I think i did not mention this before, Astoria was our only non-filchi event, and then Trillanes happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we wanted to market our speed dating event, not as LOOOVE HUB perse, but somewhere you just make friends. We thought of the love theme would make people uncomfortable, afterall, it is everyone's First 20 Dates. hehe. We could've gone from heart-shaped balloons, to heart shaped confetti, to heart shaped name tags, ugh, this is making me nauseous. We want us to be a place where you meet new friends, make connections, AND luckily find someone you want to date again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJFXQiyLyI/AAAAAAAAABE/jy5d9ATUxCk/s1600-h/DSC_5626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202296785446514466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" height="321" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJFXQiyLyI/AAAAAAAAABE/jy5d9ATUxCk/s320/DSC_5626.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And so!! That's how Elaine and I got the theme of Black and Red! It doesn't convey that we don't believe &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJDwAiyLxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UIcjiAgunCc/s1600-h/DSC_5734.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in love haha, but at the same time, its not tweetums cute like red and pink. then black, its just cool. We went to buy black and red balloons and decorated the place in black and red! I wore black dress with red earrings, Elaine wore red dress with black leggings! haha sometimes we just get carried away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;People came in, everyone has already deposited they payment so we didn't have to think about collecting the money, the booklets were perfect, everyone was ontime, the food was enough, the drinks were enough, awww... in short, the event was a success! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJF9QiyLzI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ln_TwLHUZmE/s1600-h/DSC_5734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202297438281543474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJF9QiyLzI/AAAAAAAAABM/Ln_TwLHUZmE/s200/DSC_5734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-2591445053382489980?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/2591445053382489980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=2591445053382489980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2591445053382489980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/2591445053382489980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/valentines-in-little-asia.html' title='Valentine&apos;s in Little Asia'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDJDPwiyLwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7OlrTRtAMbE/s72-c/DSC_5531.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-119822648974981460</id><published>2008-05-19T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T19:54:44.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Disastrous Astoria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 1, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our second event, in Astoria Plaza was one of the best challenges in our almost year-long career! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course November 24, 2007 was apparently the day Mr. Trillanes decided to mess up the whole Metro Manila; thus making the government react in the usual dramic way, CURFEW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our event as usual starts at 8PM. At around 2pm, people started texting us, "are we still on for tonight?", "will the event push thru?". Of course it will push thru we answer everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a gloomy afternoon, it started raining and it was depressing. We were worried, and irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the hotel at around 5pm, starting to set up. Texts still came in asking if we would push thru, but now, people started to back out. "I'm sorry my mom said i cant go", "do you know there's a curfew? I'm not sure if I can go anymore." My head was spinning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDFeQwiyLtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/qYU7tfY-lug/s1600-h/IMG_4886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202042686591348434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="109" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDFeQwiyLtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/qYU7tfY-lug/s320/IMG_4886.jpg" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we reached the function room, I was overwhelmed. My eyes spotted so many problems! The table setting was ugly, the table cloth was crumpled, crease line all over. They used left over table setting from last night's banquet. gawd, and the worst of all, empty room. I feared that at 8pm, it would still look the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept my composure, took deep breaths, and continued on working. 1 came, 2 backed out, 2 came, 3 backed out. ugh, I had a hard time swallowing, there was a lump on my throat. There was even a person who came in, looked at the place, and said he had to go home. ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After awhile, a highlight came. My mom's friend brought his sons and daughters!!! oohhh... it was a relief, a bunch of great looking people coming to join my event! haha. People who attended are the ones who were pretty much carefree about whats happening and was just enjoying the moment before everyone had to go home by 12mn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDFffAiyLvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SbTUAmBNs7Y/s1600-h/IMG_4942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202044030916112114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="156" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDFffAiyLvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/SbTUAmBNs7Y/s320/IMG_4942.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ding, Ding, Ding! Date 1 started and continued on..."to the left, to the left" we played the song of Beyonce as we asked the guys to move to the left, to their next date. 10:45pm came and the 15th date ended...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone was so understanding, maybe because there was a coup, people had lowered their expectations, and so they had more fun than what they expected. 25 people met and became friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all felt like Cinderella, scrambling to go home. A sigh of relief came over me, the dark cloud was blown away as we came out of the hotel door. The night is young, but we had to go... I was happy to go, smiling as I drove away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-119822648974981460?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/119822648974981460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=119822648974981460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/119822648974981460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/119822648974981460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-disastrous-astoria.html' title='Almost Disastrous Astoria'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDFeQwiyLtI/AAAAAAAAAAY/qYU7tfY-lug/s72-c/IMG_4886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2210948078770302196.post-1783510574939855738</id><published>2008-05-19T03:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:32:04.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giddy Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;November 9, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numerous people have asked us, "what made you want to do speed d&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUE2k56lKI/AAAAAAAAACE/lhmPWca9DTo/s1600-h/DSC_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203070280162514082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUE2k56lKI/AAAAAAAAACE/lhmPWca9DTo/s320/DSC_0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;atingevents?" followed by an almost emphatic question "are you looking forpartners yourselves?" I would very well like to direct to thosequestions as this is my first blog entry to My 20 First Dates. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Curiously enough, we're not looking for partners. Our drive increating this company is from simply wanting to have an excuse tospend time together, have milk tea and chat.&lt;br /&gt;Well okaay, that's not entirely true because we do a bit more thanthat. We scout for nice venues and try their food. We call up friendsand chat with them. We create our system and spend time makingstickers and stamps. Yes, horrible, this work we have.&lt;br /&gt;But, if there's one thing I want to impart to our detractors (ofcourse we know who you are), it isn't just the system that is workingfor us; what's REALLY working for us is US. We don't get into eachother's nerves because we are already in each other's nerves.&lt;br /&gt;So, go ahead and experience My 20 First Dates with us and see how muchYOU'LL have fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Have you ever had the feeling that you're on to something greatwhen you first came across it? Well, luckily for us, Candie and I did!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a wonderful day in that we think we already found(*fingers crossed*) the perfect venue for our next event! We had thesame giddy feeling of excitement when we first realized where ourfirst event will be held! All I can say is this time it will not beheld in a restaurant, so this is pretty much going to be something newfor us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you.hyukhyukhyukhyku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2210948078770302196-1783510574939855738?l=my20firstdates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/feeds/1783510574939855738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2210948078770302196&amp;postID=1783510574939855738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/1783510574939855738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2210948078770302196/posts/default/1783510574939855738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my20firstdates.blogspot.com/2008/05/giddy-feeling.html' title='Giddy Feeling'/><author><name>Welcome to the Candie Shop</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12857324774273794786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lbvftfRlxhg/TW90JD4j3vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/BLPA1izfq80/s220/IMG_3104.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_nePb5nKJN1I/SDUE2k56lKI/AAAAAAAAACE/lhmPWca9DTo/s72-c/DSC_0175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
