tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67764255355894068792024-03-06T02:43:27.187+08:00~ wAtAsHiWa MeLoDy DeSu ~konnichiwa mina-san ... :D
i'm not japanese and can't speak nihongo either..hehe i'm just a big anime fan :P
Welcome to my blog!Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-6289963920315934872009-09-10T09:04:00.006+08:002009-09-10T09:34:03.599+08:00Yehey! My Sister Passed the MedTech Board ExamFinally, the most awaited result came out last night. Out of 1404 takers, only 799 passed. And i'm very proud to say that my sister was one of them. Yahoo! hehe..She worked hard for this and she made it through. We prayed for this. My family is full of excitement and very much thankful for the wisdom and guidance God gave her.<br /><br />Cheers and Congratulations!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >note:<br /><a href="http://coolbusteratyourservice.blogspot.com/2009/08/medical-technologist-result-september.html">click me to view the complete list of passers</a></span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-45931861371905948182009-09-08T14:54:00.001+08:002009-09-08T14:56:22.262+08:00New Post<p>Hi everyone! i'm trying out this v4.PayPerPost.com hope this works..hehe..wish me luck!</p><p> -> an ostensible was designed with green mold</p><p><br /></p>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-41830144317778342792009-08-24T14:46:00.007+08:002009-08-25T19:39:20.394+08:00And the Winner is..<p>Miss Universe pageant is one of the most prestigious and most glamorous beauty contest ever। This year (2009), i was kind of expecting that my fellow Filipina contestant (Ms. Philippines) will be among the top 5 finalist. Sadly, she didn't even make it to top 15. Not even an Asian beauty made it. Are they not that deserving? I don't think so. Do i smell something fishy? I hope not.<br /></p><p>By the way, and the winner is.. again, from the land of beauty queens, Ms. Venezuela, Stefania Fernandez. Congratulations! </p><p><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9MezuXt2w0kTA0uqbofapd7LNNj5mf_wEVVyf3xo6ut-R-_-AnohnZfR1lgndpeW26_OFtIJgDbahFNAJprJQ1iZ5IQ4mXRAwfSe2fr11P2raH5OoXHRLxM0Kln6VB6lZoIsO3nmnRWY/s200/stefania-fernandez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373427849796739106" border="0" /></p><p>Hopefully next year, someone from Asia with take home the crown and be the next Ms. Universe beauty titlist. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-17267930729285603702009-08-19T17:31:00.003+08:002009-08-19T17:48:03.836+08:00My Love Letter for Him<p>You whispered in my ear...</p><p> ... and spoke to my Heart.</p><p>You said, "You took my heart away from the moment i met you. I knew i'm in love and i loved you since then. I longed for you and missed you for so long. Now, i still can't believe you're right in front of me. Your hand in mine and my eyes meet yours. You're my dream come true. I love you!"</p><p>And I replied, "I prayed and waited for the one destined for me. Then you came along. You made me happier and complete. You brought excitement and sparkle to my life. I can't believe you're right in front of me. Holding my hand and looking straight to my eyes. You're my answered prayer. I love you too!"</p><p><br /></p><p>lovey </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-27451015144199073042009-07-17T10:57:00.003+08:002009-07-17T11:14:49.706+08:00Portgas D. Ace<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xAiMW0ukrpIAqJGlPuyNYDBHMycyIFPDsZmkQxV7-FsOwX77v9snwABneuL3yvnimdMFyJCayquUybSwFAAVNAJsRxJJVMwGy9HDv6d9zeN3ak_HBDs5uYOdO7uv6NIBZyRyFZUSX_Q/s1600-h/250px-Portgas_D.Ace.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4xAiMW0ukrpIAqJGlPuyNYDBHMycyIFPDsZmkQxV7-FsOwX77v9snwABneuL3yvnimdMFyJCayquUybSwFAAVNAJsRxJJVMwGy9HDv6d9zeN3ak_HBDs5uYOdO7uv6NIBZyRyFZUSX_Q/s200/250px-Portgas_D.Ace.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359262146291508018" border="0" /></a><br />Warning pure spoiler:<br /><br />As Portgas D Ace awaits his fate, a shocking revelation from the marines were made know to public. The truth behind Ace's biological father,it was none other than The Pirate King, Gold Roger. What will happen next? Now that the whole world heard a very surprising news.<br /><br />ahhh im so excited for the next update..can't wait..hehe <input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-60483622280423724612009-07-03T18:52:00.003+08:002009-07-03T19:05:53.986+08:00Crying Luffy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8W3U1AwkdrH5_bHnkSmsWtT4BWicsSmGe-A3ScqFYDe-ZBNVpSnpf2Sd2Okw7WnAnTGSjc_FMRQgsFQRU8LFnanfDwZFiPvnp1gnlfD4uONeBmzQeklN5HcN3JN71kme-YI_GDMTPJE/s1600-h/luffycrying.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD8W3U1AwkdrH5_bHnkSmsWtT4BWicsSmGe-A3ScqFYDe-ZBNVpSnpf2Sd2Okw7WnAnTGSjc_FMRQgsFQRU8LFnanfDwZFiPvnp1gnlfD4uONeBmzQeklN5HcN3JN71kme-YI_GDMTPJE/s200/luffycrying.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354187488655306562" border="0" /></a><br />The saddest episode ever from One Piece, episode 404 if I'm not mistaken. It's pretty hard to admit but a tear almost fell from my eye. (wheew)<br /><br />Luffy's Gang is deep trouble. How will they fight back when they barely survive fighting against the first android kuma? And now, here comes another one with laser blowing android kuma, called PX-1. To make matters worst, their nightmare came to life with the appearance of the real Bartolomeow Kuma. Whom made Zoro disappeared like a bubble. Now Luffy's gang is slowly disappearing like bubbles popping one by one. What are their chances of survival? How will Luffy fight back? What can he do to save his nakama?<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />warning spoiler:</span> (actually the current issue on manga was when luffy tried to rescue his older brother Ace..still without his crew but with others allies)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">abangan ang susunod na kabanata ..hehe</span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-76773926081946317962009-06-26T14:16:00.003+08:002009-06-26T14:53:51.496+08:00YM error 81003004 solved!Few weeks ago i encountered a problem on my yahoo messenger. Every time i try to sign-in, error 81003004 appears. So i was kind of alarmed, what if my ym ID has been hacked?! I tried using web messenger and have no problem singing in at all. That's why i ask Google to find the solution on this problem. It gave me a lot of solutions but none worked, except this one, it's a blog entry from http://webwalkeris9.blogspot.com. All it takes is a few simple steps.<br /><br />Here's how :<br />1. check your IE (on File menu make sure Work Offline is uncheck)<br />2. go to Tools menu then click Internet Options<br /> - then click Lan Settings (make sure Proxy Server is uncheck)<br />3. If your IE is now working fine, then try signing-in to your YM<br /><br />That's about it..hehe..Cheers to the author of that blog! I'm now enjoying my Yahoo Messenger.Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-11041212032198795742009-06-24T18:04:00.016+08:002009-06-24T18:35:48.092+08:00Catch the WaveThis is so so amazing. I love it, love it. 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width: 193px; height: 136px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTIWiMzCpKaW7XclEPJ3wnT3Zi5wM9D66SkDvuWpHXrfpDwkm5a6Lyx8AfnkNkpEgetCAJA9ItMOVYRJro9w6vLefoKS1fZ2_pUEsZWb9hSq0vaY0AndlxPIdQTeabdKG8jrmWxtWA2-Q/s200/wave10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350838787125649042" border="0" /></a>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-30877428164533131132009-06-22T17:14:00.007+08:002009-06-22T19:00:07.072+08:00Can You Wear This?I was surfing the net looking for new cool stuffs (nothing in particular really) then i found this thing, weird lookin' underwear which look like a sanitary napkin. They call this C-string.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zbH6q863fXHCnWm8Wyq1NnB3eHrg-Zu7EG50M3ro858nn_hYKsN6dmqSy-nxbyEPMT2VcFv4qk8CV7Rm_B6KL9ai6BsfHAE1NwA-FswX2txbAFe1hL53gPEEVtMRERZb9Jt9E3CfLRo/s1600-h/cstring.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 159px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1zbH6q863fXHCnWm8Wyq1NnB3eHrg-Zu7EG50M3ro858nn_hYKsN6dmqSy-nxbyEPMT2VcFv4qk8CV7Rm_B6KL9ai6BsfHAE1NwA-FswX2txbAFe1hL53gPEEVtMRERZb9Jt9E3CfLRo/s200/cstring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350077997903265810" border="0" /></a>...It made me laugh and at the same time curious. How the heck will you wear this thing? Is it comfortable? hehe...Mind you, some women are too conscious on panty lines while wearing tight jeans or dresses so this can be the solution straight from UK. But what if it'll fall off while you were at a party and having a great time dancing? Just a thought...hehe...Honestly this is too scary for me to wear. I bet this feels very breezy =D<br />By the way, they have variety of colors and design to much your outfit. (<span style="font-size:78%;">attached picture below</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhKXzTMAAlwgfg32of_byj5myNoPqZ6-BCyhi6yx-HqvLgngfSqXhiBF5XCn5utqGqwGDlXee6H_BRlbWj13cchvGuOPsXCMfIw4xHnOYDhivlJywCN-z5-jNoOniGUFpLNpYdqKWxeE/s1600-h/cstring-designs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglhKXzTMAAlwgfg32of_byj5myNoPqZ6-BCyhi6yx-HqvLgngfSqXhiBF5XCn5utqGqwGDlXee6H_BRlbWj13cchvGuOPsXCMfIw4xHnOYDhivlJywCN-z5-jNoOniGUFpLNpYdqKWxeE/s200/cstring-designs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350081563866942178" border="0" /></a>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-36318400233988839832009-06-18T17:42:00.028+08:002009-06-19T10:41:40.913+08:00Modern TechnologyNew Building Designs in Korea<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCFAnz92Zc_OyPXxGqkedG-0sPhyMnsH3I81FOFaCq0aadp-tuFolFQ9KF33XV_TQJa9WqVzy5L-SOWdf0KONcpj21RLrnrD0nCZkO0uMac0LQA-xsV39SQkMvwnM0unlo1WhXXxiupjw/s1600-h/image001.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFpyL0tKEbjuX3wa4aX5-Zj4hkwwb3KsU7OmsrWjclS7KoRyfPEAzOs_kOh-enX2QFpixiZB8D4R0GQo7B2iwSNUjRV1Vrisq8SCSmdDDjkf-zvOI3BOEnnBX2rJ0lQxiPCh8UQpb2AZA/s200/image028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348860572770866882" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A Multipurpose Remote Control<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv8tTbiZ7YUCNGYxqtAv5Z6OcF0uxa4yilKV_MQluFpIjoTeSsHa450M8KijhC3dHK-lbJWsF0uDr2xX4f2sd19Q8AYC3EP3nJmcDWaleelwVZcMw29KZpSaGxyWaGrbvVj26Ex6pCWUU/s1600-h/image031.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv8tTbiZ7YUCNGYxqtAv5Z6OcF0uxa4yilKV_MQluFpIjoTeSsHa450M8KijhC3dHK-lbJWsF0uDr2xX4f2sd19Q8AYC3EP3nJmcDWaleelwVZcMw29KZpSaGxyWaGrbvVj26Ex6pCWUU/s200/image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348861005373666930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Note:<br />this things are so cool..amazing innovations!</span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-64198702870437511912009-06-17T16:51:00.015+08:002009-06-17T17:56:17.806+08:00Little Faith<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwEVJdxjOGCre24bIs52bCrC2GJJTervyqNtRnihyjqXEbmPu1_G4OvknnzdiTmpoLvIa21lp1fwgLfTtwYWX8Wc8gQqBd3bcJeVbeTyehBMbZuXRGJ17i3SHZiY8tYLtsVVDZ0pH90k/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBwEVJdxjOGCre24bIs52bCrC2GJJTervyqNtRnihyjqXEbmPu1_G4OvknnzdiTmpoLvIa21lp1fwgLfTtwYWX8Wc8gQqBd3bcJeVbeTyehBMbZuXRGJ17i3SHZiY8tYLtsVVDZ0pH90k/s200/image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348218070205677202" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';">T</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';" >his is 'Faith'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';">This dog was born on <span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245228389_2">Christmas Eve</span> in the year 2002. He was born with 3 legs - 2 healthy hind legs and 1 abnormal front leg which need to be amputated. He of course could not walk when he was born. </span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:85%;" >His first owner also did not think that he can survive. Therefore, he was thinking of 'putting him to sleep'.<br />By this time, his present owner, Jude Stringfellow, met him and wanted to take care of him.<br />She's determined to teach and train this dog to walk by himself. Therefore she named him 'Faith'.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';"> </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsBNAXlM52cSVTjuje9uSdz3Nm26vh8kTznNyBLu70JIXbv9J9SWcFxTChpu0WImB7uY9o9r_vgZAeOm_R0pA2Hn5yrptIsDUzK9XaT4EgFZVDfk1HX3SekPIqkSxgQP-49JnfHVAdJ8k/s1600-h/image(2).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsBNAXlM52cSVTjuje9uSdz3Nm26vh8kTznNyBLu70JIXbv9J9SWcFxTChpu0WImB7uY9o9r_vgZAeOm_R0pA2Hn5yrptIsDUzK9XaT4EgFZVDfk1HX3SekPIqkSxgQP-49JnfHVAdJ8k/s200/image(2).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348219222871058242" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';">In the beginning, she put Faith on a surfing board to let him feel the movements. Later she used peanut butter on a spoon as a lure and reward for him to stand up and jump around. Even the other dog at home also helped to encourage him to walk. Amazingly, only after 6 months, like a miracle, Faith learned to balance on his 2 hind legs and jumped to move forward. After further training in the snow, he now can walk like a human being..</span><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';"> </span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwnWUIvEC9bGI7dDEPtVMnDPtjwcfCeTjpkmjeWSmuxIIg4hkvn63dDl8zJH5_K3T5XqMtr1AMgy8dQGmFhqnRdU5dl8Pb6mkfRVn5eCBTLr4C4IvQtWMo-wWKq3dQqbHcDYN46Jk814/s1600-h/image(11).jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwnWUIvEC9bGI7dDEPtVMnDPtjwcfCeTjpkmjeWSmuxIIg4hkvn63dDl8zJH5_K3T5XqMtr1AMgy8dQGmFhqnRdU5dl8Pb6mkfRVn5eCBTLr4C4IvQtWMo-wWKq3dQqbHcDYN46Jk814/s200/image(11).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348220209156255170" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><span style=";font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:9;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">His present owner Jude Stringfellew has given up her teaching post and plans to take him around the world to preach that even without a perfect body, one can have a </span><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245228389_3"><span style="font-size:85%;">perfect soul</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">'..</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';"> </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmv0BKOV7mbsSrK0_PE-EPQJmjNTel9XMWiXiSMuZ3uzFtE2gMjrQs3z1XTZbRBP8ZEJRKle-J7Bm5U5OzUawGbLoSA2KpxPsp6tWKymTAgNvtx1AHdNIm1AEfNGvtuBI0LtPdobiNdrc/s1600-h/image(3).jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmv0BKOV7mbsSrK0_PE-EPQJmjNTel9XMWiXiSMuZ3uzFtE2gMjrQs3z1XTZbRBP8ZEJRKle-J7Bm5U5OzUawGbLoSA2KpxPsp6tWKymTAgNvtx1AHdNIm1AEfNGvtuBI0LtPdobiNdrc/s200/image(3).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348223631588846162" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4qEik0jB4lRH9TZY6Pgo0eqRWmPPqqX_A5WepaPZdUcQkKsU8l1qzCAgYpPXBi2hguESntGkCKTJFvfKbgw3YaJ9QoygzCuZbW3yxYmenSPFrTTVlZ5UR9hYwMAr39mz1whP5kf7VY-o/s1600-h/image(4).jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4qEik0jB4lRH9TZY6Pgo0eqRWmPPqqX_A5WepaPZdUcQkKsU8l1qzCAgYpPXBi2hguESntGkCKTJFvfKbgw3YaJ9QoygzCuZbW3yxYmenSPFrTTVlZ5UR9hYwMAr39mz1whP5kf7VY-o/s200/image(4).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348223740448750050" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxLq76LR79nL86RT34lNaPdLAEzJ7UrPs1EtdMBkdw2MGe00myaQNYggcvzCvb80pO8dKgPQHhax7aUhcr2hb3cpRTlCGo2uCG1Fw5yKtYEO1fquzuvwvma4Vk5FmjmmY-5YUme9ZOHY/s1600-h/image(5).jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxLq76LR79nL86RT34lNaPdLAEzJ7UrPs1EtdMBkdw2MGe00myaQNYggcvzCvb80pO8dKgPQHhax7aUhcr2hb3cpRTlCGo2uCG1Fw5yKtYEO1fquzuvwvma4Vk5FmjmmY-5YUme9ZOHY/s200/image(5).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348223950695782386" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ozVtOVPikgoNr64uttwhsVyVFwa5baR_JcmLdd3pS-NJK4yFjdKCS5hydeM3MnhbNt5kChcLlG7PAZ1QJi1ISbij_F8F_gBC-pybDBCLVdK4FHnjLBzm1Wn9dzK7xzdyHKlRRxm7a_g/s1600-h/image(7).jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 145px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1ozVtOVPikgoNr64uttwhsVyVFwa5baR_JcmLdd3pS-NJK4yFjdKCS5hydeM3MnhbNt5kChcLlG7PAZ1QJi1ISbij_F8F_gBC-pybDBCLVdK4FHnjLBzm1Wn9dzK7xzdyHKlRRxm7a_g/s200/image(7).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348224562964739890" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:'Tahoma','sans-serif';font-size:9;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >In life there are always undesirable things. Perhaps one will feel better if one changes the point of view from another direction.</span><br /></span><span style=";font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';font-size:78%;" > </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwJmFeOcF0cdRfVnHYD5R91Vz34vtok1qvutwLnWvk2iGCxHTF7PMyckv6-jpsJq75D_SDudKne35S7z5C0Ly_d94JruLVURTPT2RhyphenhyphentTHsF6DZaK_w8HvHsF2G3Wk1k4_f8UIJkWNJSs/s1600-h/image(9).jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwJmFeOcF0cdRfVnHYD5R91Vz34vtok1qvutwLnWvk2iGCxHTF7PMyckv6-jpsJq75D_SDudKne35S7z5C0Ly_d94JruLVURTPT2RhyphenhyphentTHsF6DZaK_w8HvHsF2G3Wk1k4_f8UIJkWNJSs/s200/image(9).jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348224978236159202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" >This made me realize that's "life is what we make it". Everyday is a gift to be treasure and live to it's fullest. Be a blessing. Thanks Faith!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">note:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" >I got this email from a friend and i am not really a dog lover but this one touched my heart..i hope it will touch yours too.. =)</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" ><br /></span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-50066495408707403782009-06-09T17:51:00.004+08:002009-06-09T18:16:39.187+08:00Bored to the Max!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAf_h2z3xWHflW5JC09Gblkj8k8GTUqBYTlzhD-5z0TFxXetYuR-5dUHp_wZG6tFqRbBqumIqZqBwAuwCYjNW_sQKL6zGUFH7ZQs6yckUN7b-s_cGPpIyfkwcv8DvrP8VxkT39rqR2DU8/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 123px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAf_h2z3xWHflW5JC09Gblkj8k8GTUqBYTlzhD-5z0TFxXetYuR-5dUHp_wZG6tFqRbBqumIqZqBwAuwCYjNW_sQKL6zGUFH7ZQs6yckUN7b-s_cGPpIyfkwcv8DvrP8VxkT39rqR2DU8/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345269677992885778" border="0" /></a><br />I'm so bored with nothing else to do, can't wait to go home. Still, i have 2 more grueling hours sitting in this rickety computer chair in front of my PC. Browsing the web is no fun either with limited access. No online streaming (music or movies, etc.), no online games, no online shopping, no social networking sites, and no downloads. Haay..Boring..I'd be damn furious if blogging is also restricted..hope not..Time please hurry up! I feel like it's ticking in slow motion. Haaayy. Now, i'm starting to feel hungry.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Note:<br />i'm just exaggerating a little bit..hehe</span></span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-31542806649136273642009-04-03T10:25:00.005+08:002009-05-26T13:02:20.279+08:00Big Dilemma<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Lately, i have been pondering on buying another sim, particularly Sun. Which according to my brother and sister and many of my friends who owned one Sun and one from other leading mobile network provider, Sun = "Sulit" = Big Savings. No i'm not advertising, it's just that i want to cut my expenses. I want to start saving. I realized, this past few weeks i am spending way too much on my celphone load. So practicality wise, i'm almost convince to buy a Sun sim. But the catch is i have to have another mobile phone to insert my sim and i can't afford to buy one yet..what a pain..holding two phones with a big chance of losing the other...hehe...So for the mean time i ask google to find me a dual sim mobile phone and i fell for this one, the Motorola Ming A1800 (</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" >attached picture below</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">)... so pretty and so cool and i bet still very expensive and i don't think i can find it here...haaayyy</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zX7ZLaOGducrOlByHaj-lypdUONRjq1d1zmSh-DXGblY3NOcgKqDvNX1ofRjHwNZ2JNYNc3_TUxj8MSP2HYWyIC3qtwiwaL5IxgYJWk_Afnz9HbfXIqH5O8WGU2dhGhDZEuN75JRyDQ/s1600-h/first-motorola-dual-sim-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7zX7ZLaOGducrOlByHaj-lypdUONRjq1d1zmSh-DXGblY3NOcgKqDvNX1ofRjHwNZ2JNYNc3_TUxj8MSP2HYWyIC3qtwiwaL5IxgYJWk_Afnz9HbfXIqH5O8WGU2dhGhDZEuN75JRyDQ/s200/first-motorola-dual-sim-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320293205442930450" border="0" /></a>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-22642157038753893882009-01-27T16:18:00.002+08:002009-01-27T16:33:58.898+08:00The Return of Rasen Shurikenyehey ..he is here..the future hokage..the savior of konoha..sage Naruto has finally appeared..will he defeat Pain? i hope he'll kick his ass hard...payback for kakashi's death and the distraction of konoha...how will naruto do that?<br /><br />ambot lang jud...let's wait and see ..heheheMelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-46757889795176331802008-11-26T11:19:00.001+08:002008-11-26T11:39:34.085+08:00A kakashi fanatici hope it'll come soon...how could fate be so cruel?<br />why does it have to end that way? i really wish there's<br />a twist and turn of events...an angel or a hero will<br />come and save the day...yeah! that'll be great...<br />but can't deny the fact that i'm just a mere reader<br />an avid fanatic of my anime idol...Hatake kakashi...<br /><br />is it really farewell?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />(hehe can't help it i'm a big fan :D ...that's why i am dreading for friday to come)Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-5400156503944057402008-11-11T08:43:00.011+08:002008-11-26T10:49:14.891+08:00Extreme SamalNovember 9, 2008 was the most exciting sunday ever. Me and my friends went to Kaputian, Samal to experience <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">"zip-line"</span> (also known as a flying fox, zip wire, aerial runway, death slide, or tyrolean crossing). Literally speaking, its just a pulley suspended on an inclined cable, then you traverse from the cliff to the sea. Sounds scary right? But it's really fun and very exciting.<br /><br />Safety first =) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKO7Z9QQhLglb6NJweikO-PlwDlDKnALXHQa8pkCcUfoIDLcJgPCEmT4VgjBPJy7OhSnNtwB6-xAa4cmEAMgS3Cgt4cFaR-W6QAhZxr5qO4XmBOv0jqqu6un4lOOy8SFQfvOfB0mwsx_c/s1600-h/SANY1692.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKO7Z9QQhLglb6NJweikO-PlwDlDKnALXHQa8pkCcUfoIDLcJgPCEmT4VgjBPJy7OhSnNtwB6-xAa4cmEAMgS3Cgt4cFaR-W6QAhZxr5qO4XmBOv0jqqu6un4lOOy8SFQfvOfB0mwsx_c/s200/SANY1692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267230134263489586" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lTpPwzBK6yaiUAZHp-pfY9TT-_nBTMfKT_NrrHomQwFXOMR26w6m5wbJm4n6op8fy9i6kT5DpZt0dU2jvUQmy23zCuWnib6CzGXWYviG71yRCZ0hMXCdXwyD7C8hj9WcF8Yy94ymqQI/s1600-h/SANY1697.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0lTpPwzBK6yaiUAZHp-pfY9TT-_nBTMfKT_NrrHomQwFXOMR26w6m5wbJm4n6op8fy9i6kT5DpZt0dU2jvUQmy23zCuWnib6CzGXWYviG71yRCZ0hMXCdXwyD7C8hj9WcF8Yy94ymqQI/s200/SANY1697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267279725679620578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimx1XCXatz6XdGqWo9J9ZdnhCndmBvgEqY91Fs0YJEEiEzPo5791WrwJuuVok5ir4y2h1TXLqY-JMsK41uDCn4WOuJYi4BTqt06rzlrDLF_CYMmJP0BNNKCzT53SzIWjcE4tCccyz6abs/s1600-h/samal49.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimx1XCXatz6XdGqWo9J9ZdnhCndmBvgEqY91Fs0YJEEiEzPo5791WrwJuuVok5ir4y2h1TXLqY-JMsK41uDCn4WOuJYi4BTqt06rzlrDLF_CYMmJP0BNNKCzT53SzIWjcE4tCccyz6abs/s200/samal49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267285573162603458" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaICvSoYZRoUXMoGXWQqmF_3QpmuM5D0i3yHVTKY4XmIQyT1rjJTX892ZZIpuqb0hkJuyIzupk-vKFZTWYC962keElOXHZFnH_KHrdNt6CacPreyWzQBKdqXRScqhUP9MMLoj1bW1pXU0/s1600-h/SANY1698.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaICvSoYZRoUXMoGXWQqmF_3QpmuM5D0i3yHVTKY4XmIQyT1rjJTX892ZZIpuqb0hkJuyIzupk-vKFZTWYC962keElOXHZFnH_KHrdNt6CacPreyWzQBKdqXRScqhUP9MMLoj1bW1pXU0/s200/SANY1698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267286247984627762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br />You can do it by either facing the water or backwards (facing the cliff) ... i tried both. =D Amazing thrill and excitement for adventure is at SAMAL EXTREME. It's worth it!<br /><br />note: all this pictures were taken nov. 9, 2008 ... i guess my camera's broken its date thingy did not auto-update... so, don't mind the date ;)Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-91735768558902110702008-10-10T08:08:00.002+08:002008-10-10T08:42:35.767+08:00"Made In China"<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Melamine ... everyone have heared about it. So how to identify goods from China from other countries like Taiwan? </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#0000ff;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">This is our right to know, but the government and related department never educate the public, therefore we have to rescue ourselves.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Nowadays, </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#0000ff;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Chinese businessmen know that consumers do not prefer products "made in china", so they won't show us which is made from which country.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Heres how : </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#0000ff;" >the first 3 digits of the barcode <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">690.691.692</span></span> is made in CHINA..so beware!<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;" > 471 is <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223596909_2">Made in Taiwan</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;" ></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">00~09 USA & CANADA</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">30~37 FRANCE</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">40~44 GERMANY</span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Arial Black;font-size:100%;color:#0000ff;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">49 JAPAN</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">50 UK </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">this is an email from my friend ... i just like to share it ;)</span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-10025540337179693712008-09-23T08:44:00.002+08:002008-09-23T08:47:44.735+08:00The Story that made Me Cry<p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">WHO IS THE ONE PERSON YOU RESPECT AND LOVE THE MOST?...</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"> </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky. I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away. He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. "Who stole the money?" he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!" He lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and said," Dad, I was the one who did it!" The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you be possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!" That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222129751_2">little hand</span> and said, " Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened." I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday.. I will never forget my brother's expression when he protected me. That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet. I could hear him ask my mother, "Both of our children, they have good results? Very good results?" Mother wiped off her tears and sighed, "What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?" At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front of father and said, "Dad, I don't want to continue my studies anymore, I have read enough books." Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. "Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your studies." And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, "A boy has to continue his studies; if not, he will not be </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. " I, on the other hand, had decided to further my studies at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job and I will send money to you." I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old..</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site, finally, I managed to get to the third year of my studies in the university. One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me, "There's a villager waiting for you outside!" Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, "Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my brother?" He replied with a smile, "Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?" I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, " I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is!" From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, "I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one." I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried. That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old.</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was scrubbed cleaned. After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she told me with a smile, "It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window." I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart. I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, "Does it hurt? " I asked him. "No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet . Even that could not stop me from working." In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face. That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old.</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village, they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here." My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department but my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start. One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, "Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you, you are suffering from a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?" With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, "Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?" My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, "But you lack in education only because of me!" "Why do you talk about the past?" he said and then he held my hand. That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old.</span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, "Who is the one person you respect and love the most?" Without even taking a time to think, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not even remember. "When I was in primary grade, the school was in a different village. Every day, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks. From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her." Applause filled up the room. All guests turned their attention to me. I found it hard to speak, "In my whole life, the one I would like to thank most is my brother," And in this happy occasion, in front of the crowd, tears were rolling down my face again. </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';">Love and care for the one you love every single day of your life. You may think what you did is just a small deed, but to that someone, it may mean a lot. </span></p> <p class="MsoPlainText"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS','sans-serif';"> Have a nice day everyone! May this story inspire you even more in any way!</span></p>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-52786469800285419092008-09-16T09:08:00.007+08:002008-09-16T16:06:26.549+08:00Which One?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfZV3FBhOC1BDiRdrw3wOqdypljGlUWOG6jmXf7o8W6TJ223pwefZLQTMKoDJ6MKZhKTL21VNXqHjW0geitm_mBcinWRykQJSPV9DkPWTZJB0kGxOZWWMXZJWUNGAS0rtqnPLyq667U8/s1600-h/samsung-omnia2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfZV3FBhOC1BDiRdrw3wOqdypljGlUWOG6jmXf7o8W6TJ223pwefZLQTMKoDJ6MKZhKTL21VNXqHjW0geitm_mBcinWRykQJSPV9DkPWTZJB0kGxOZWWMXZJWUNGAS0rtqnPLyq667U8/s200/samsung-omnia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246515283566994466" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Samsung Omnia i900</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">In a bid to steal some thunder in the upcoming 3G iPhone, Samsung released the i900 Omnia. This Windows Mobile PocketPC has can get you up to 7.2 Mbps on HSDPA and storage of up to 32GB that will have the yet-to-be-revealed 3G iPhone a smartphone of the past (or as Samsung would hope).</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><left></left><left></left><left><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9k92Ixu7G0bKjITbJxghw8Xg5kegz3u1OsB5cBiuQE9B3zEe8XIfTeO2w5xq4OZ5QRuuaExZ0QyGazhTuzkne2j1MXRXZtSEq15Jk1SS0N3O38b_tJJMnoxGHw45eQNkGZS2WC9zrFo/s1600-h/apple+iphone+3g.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr9k92Ixu7G0bKjITbJxghw8Xg5kegz3u1OsB5cBiuQE9B3zEe8XIfTeO2w5xq4OZ5QRuuaExZ0QyGazhTuzkne2j1MXRXZtSEq15Jk1SS0N3O38b_tJJMnoxGHw45eQNkGZS2WC9zrFo/s200/apple+iphone+3g.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246515182461495970" border="0" /></a></left><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Apple iPod 3G</span><left style="font-weight: bold;"></left></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">And like the original iPhone, it combines three products in one — a revolutionary phone, a widescreen iPod, and a breakthrough Internet device with rich HTML email and a desktop-class web browser. iPhone 3G. It redefines what a mobile phone can do — again.</span><br /><left style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"></left><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" >this two are my most fav mobile phones ever ever...i really wish to have either of them..nyahaha (santa can you hear me?) </span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-35444459374293783252008-08-01T22:45:00.010+08:002008-08-06T15:21:06.809+08:00Eastern Coffee's Labor Negotiation Budget Analysis<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyb8ESSHl9v_S7Zy_n_Wu7psCdAXZht1ej8i6p6P1TtZdwa1_h73sxc1KVnivKnKyqxp9hyphenhyphen8BSIlgX0k3Q5ehmELqIRyhKE4Ggi8m0tyb6F52WgSlA0jFAL_HZkvq9V_GQ6e-0XQm7Q4/s1600-h/EASTERN+COFFEE+ANALYSIS.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoyb8ESSHl9v_S7Zy_n_Wu7psCdAXZht1ej8i6p6P1TtZdwa1_h73sxc1KVnivKnKyqxp9hyphenhyphen8BSIlgX0k3Q5ehmELqIRyhKE4Ggi8m0tyb6F52WgSlA0jFAL_HZkvq9V_GQ6e-0XQm7Q4/s200/EASTERN+COFFEE+ANALYSIS.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231301267886251778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqSWdijepqXwFgGKBrPITczy0waZgHjPo84ZhOnwoh_aa_IfEHlWpeOV18GYDqpkdLsToEmVorsoon47-zjdoME4UMbHqvB0g8bfl9AdrzNqwnOGDwPdJdZ_xKhuThoGrnwl4pKExIY8w/s1600-h/EASTERN+COFFEE+SUMMARY.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqSWdijepqXwFgGKBrPITczy0waZgHjPo84ZhOnwoh_aa_IfEHlWpeOV18GYDqpkdLsToEmVorsoon47-zjdoME4UMbHqvB0g8bfl9AdrzNqwnOGDwPdJdZ_xKhuThoGrnwl4pKExIY8w/s200/EASTERN+COFFEE+SUMMARY.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231301081341296866" /></a><br /><br /><br />i don't know if this is right..huhuhu..so hard!:(Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-18228771429961223462008-07-27T17:00:00.002+08:002008-07-30T13:43:36.986+08:00Am i an IT professional?I would love to call myself one. But do I qualify to be called an IT Professional if I’m a graduate of Bachelor of Science in Computer Science? Sir Ruero asked us this question last meeting, and I really got a hard time answering it. What a pain?! Hehe. I work as an MIS staff in an Academic Institution as a software developer (on training). I love working with IT that’s why I decided to study and hopefully finish it because I know it’ll help boost my confidence to be called an IT professional.<br /><br />In short, my answer for now is NO, not yet. :DMelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-66042640949775144552008-07-21T15:57:00.004+08:002008-07-22T14:37:01.866+08:00ICDL & ECDL Part 5i forgot to post my Part 5 result..here it goes<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Pre Assessment:<br />Unit 1 36 / 53 = 67%<br />Unit 2 50 / 74 = 67%<br /> ----------------------<br />Total 86 / 74 = 67% failed :( ... very poor</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Post Assessment:<br />Unit 1 46 / 53 = 86% <br />Unit 2 64 / 74 = 86%<br /> ------------------------<br />Total 106 / 127 = 86% passed :) ... barely made it </span><br /><br />Date taken: July 18, 2008<br />=>> i took up the Tutorial right after taking the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">pre</span> assessment...and then took the post assessment<br /><br /><br />i guess this is the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hardest part ... i scored very low </span><br />i hate repeating numbers... i think its jinx..<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">haaayy</span>Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-90561157962539649372008-07-18T14:16:00.003+08:002008-07-21T15:55:00.890+08:00ICDL and ECDL Part 7<span style="font-size:130%;">Pre Assessment:<br /> Unit 1 33 / 39 = 84%<br /> Unit 2 85 / 106 = 80%<br /> -----------------------<br /> Total 118 / 145 = 81% failed :( </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Post Assessment:<br /> Unit 1 35 / 39 = 89%<br /> Unit 2 90 / 106 = 84<br /> ----------------------<br /> Total 125 / 145 = 86 % passed :)<br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Date taken: July 18, 2008</span><br /></span>=>> as soon as i finished Pre Assessment i took up the Post Assessment...too excited to finish the last part :bMelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-27798106621498420052008-07-18T14:11:00.002+08:002008-12-09T23:53:32.526+08:00Typing Test Result<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqNpItjeNx8NQDX2napR79shGJRkeM1Bd7DcNoGIGQ53-UvT3oU8uhCANSEem_9N-8tVsnDZsKwd6V1rFMs1cdyiS5GABuJypk6AEKpAWVvK-lREPqcrHN4OKKtlYmDuHBix_C5JLW0A/s1600-h/typing+test+result3.bmp"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdqNpItjeNx8NQDX2napR79shGJRkeM1Bd7DcNoGIGQ53-UvT3oU8uhCANSEem_9N-8tVsnDZsKwd6V1rFMs1cdyiS5GABuJypk6AEKpAWVvK-lREPqcrHN4OKKtlYmDuHBix_C5JLW0A/s320/typing+test+result3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224233500849950562" border="0" /></a><br />Date taken: July 17, 2008Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6776425535589406879.post-72114664894686263142008-07-17T23:17:00.003+08:002008-07-21T15:52:30.262+08:00ICDL and ECDL Part 6<span style="font-size:130%;">Pre Assessment:<br /> Unit 1 77 / 97 = 79%<br /> Unit 2 112 / 133 = 84%<br /> ---------------------<br /> Total 189 / 230 = 82% failed :(</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Post Assessment:<br /> Unit 1 83 / 97 = 85%<br /> Unit 2 116 / 133 = 87%<br /> ------------------------<br /> Total 199 / 230 = 86% passes :)<br /></span><br /><br />Date taken: July 17, 2008<br />=>> as soon as i finished Pre Assessment i took up the Post Assessment...feeling too sleepy<br /><br />haaay salamat!Melhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05302213158709859716noreply@blogger.com0