<?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-10715424</id><updated>2011-11-24T07:06:49.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just My Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3910426287035495462</id><published>2011-11-04T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T09:03:05.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Reasons Why Good Employees Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this article in FB and it's true.  Sadly I'm seeing 7/10 meets my concerns :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no no no... Im not resigning again.... yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Reasons Why Good Employees Quit&lt;br /&gt;By Shel Myeroff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the US Department of Labor and Statistics, turnover can cost an organization 33% of an employee’s total compensation including both salary and benefits. But the impact is not only financial it also affects employee morale. Therefore, it would be prudent for hiring managers to focus on reducing turnover rates but in order to do that they must first understand the reasons why employees quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been many studies and articles written on why good employees leave their current positions. As a veteran search consultant, I have heard an infinite number of reasons first hand. Over the years, I have identified and compiled a list of what I feel are the “Top Ten” reasons why good employees quit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The job was not as expected. All too often the job changes from the original description and what was promised during the interviewing stages. It becomes painfully clear to the new hire that their new company played the bait and switch game which ultimately leads to mistrust. The new hire is now thinking, “What else are they lying about?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Work/Life imbalance. There are times when management demands that one person do the jobs of two or more people. This is especially true when a company downsizes or restructures resulting in longer hours and possible weekend work. Employees are often forced to choose between a personal life and a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Mismatch between job and new hire. No matter how much you love the candidate, don’t hire them unless they are truly qualified for the job and they mesh with your company culture. Too many times, I’ve seen hiring managers try to fit a square peg into a round hole especially when it comes to a sales position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Management freezes raises and promotions. Money isn’t usually the first reason why people leave an organization but it does rank especially when an employee can find a job earning 20-25% more somewhere else. Make sure your wages are competitive and your benefits package is attractive. Resources like www.salary.com can provide accurate and appropriate information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Feeling undervalued. It’s human nature to want to be recognized and praised for a job well done. And in business, recognizing employees is not simply a nice thing to do but an effective way to communicate your appreciation for their efforts and successes while also reinforcing those actions and behaviors that make a difference in your organization. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Lack of decision-making power. Too many managers micromanage down to the finest detail. Empower your employees and allow them the freedom make suggestions and decisions. I realize that Empowerment is a ‘catch-all’ term for many ideas on employee authority and responsibility; but as a broad definition it means giving employees latitude to do their jobs and placing trust in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Too little coaching &amp; feedback. Many managers have no clue on how to help employees improve their performance. In addition, many managers put off giving feedback to employees even though they instinctively know that giving and getting honest feedback is essential for growth and in building successful teams and organizations. Your role as a manager is to help your people find the right behavior, not just tell them what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Management lacks people skills. Remember that many managers were promoted because they did their first job well, but that doesn’t mean they know how to lead others. People skills can be learned and developed but it really helps if a manager has the natural ability to get along with people and motivate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Too few growth opportunities. One of the most common reasons employees express for leaving their jobs is lack of challenge and potential for career growth. The most successful employers find ways to help employees develop new skills and responsibilities in their current positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Loss of faith and confidence in corporate leaders. With employees being asked to do more and more, they see less evidence that they will share in the fruits of their successes. More often than not, when revenues and profits are up, employers are still thinking competitive wages but employees are thinking bonuses, stock options and creative development opportunities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3910426287035495462?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3910426287035495462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3910426287035495462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3910426287035495462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3910426287035495462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2011/11/top-10-reasons-why-good-employees-quit.html' title='Top 10 Reasons Why Good Employees Quit'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-1300755940577940660</id><published>2011-10-21T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T12:17:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it go</title><content type='html'>i've been experiencing not so good about my health. too much worrying has come into me when i started having rashes when skipping meals, panic attack for no valid reasons at all, throat problems, high blood pressure, pain on my left chest, etc.  i did have my annual check up and occasional blood tests and ECG done but results are always normal that i've always convinced myself nothing to worry about...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the fear for unknown disease developed into me and that causes me to worry too much.  this started to change my life..  i can't go to places where there is no hospital nearby, can't challenge myself to do new things for the fear that i will palpitate and faint in the middle of doing it.  don't want to hear death or tragic events. these things trigger the panic attack which makes me palpitate, weak and dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to enjoy life to the fullest with my family.  i want to see my kids grow and have family on their own. i want to grow old with my hubby. i want all these to happen and i always pray to God to give me/all of us good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my greatest fear.. not able to experience these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking how can i cure my self? reading some articles in the internet sometimes make it worst. the more you know the scarier it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched Oprah's video about SURRENDER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rpwW42HVZws" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop this foolish worrying and surrender myself to HIM.  Just let Him lead me the way. Trust Him that everything happens for a reason and He knows what's best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need is Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-1300755940577940660?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/1300755940577940660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=1300755940577940660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/1300755940577940660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/1300755940577940660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2011/10/let-it-go.html' title='Let it go'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rpwW42HVZws/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-6953273306063568268</id><published>2009-06-20T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:52:56.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Casts in Ellen</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Ellen for inviting Friends to her show.  I do really love Friends and it never failed to make me laugh even if I've already watched it. I hope they could also have a reunion movie like Sex and the City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWbT9YS4vO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KWbT9YS4vO0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-6953273306063568268?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/6953273306063568268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=6953273306063568268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6953273306063568268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6953273306063568268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/06/friends-casts-in-ellen.html' title='Friends Casts in Ellen'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-6991046953062625716</id><published>2009-06-04T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:11:19.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Ashley</title><content type='html'>Just want to share some funny and proud moments with my Ashley girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, we were testing her on how far she can understand Tagalog. We're saying Tagalog sentences and she's trying to translate it in English.&lt;br /&gt;"San tyo pupunta?"   &lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Where are we going?&lt;br /&gt;Nice...&lt;br /&gt;"San ka nanggaling?"&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Where did you go?&lt;br /&gt;Good..&lt;br /&gt;"Kumain ka na ba?"&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Did you eat?&lt;br /&gt;Pwede..&lt;br /&gt;"Ano sa palagay mo?"&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: hmmm..what did you put?&lt;br /&gt;Huh? :D&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her a glass of buko juice and when she's about to drink it she stopped and popped me a question..&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Ah.. mom? Is this halal?&lt;br /&gt;Huwaat? Kelan pa naconvert ang anak ko? OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley started her swimming lesson this week. I'm just proud to say that parents clapped for her when she's able to swim by herself for few meters on her second day. That's my girl! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-6991046953062625716?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/6991046953062625716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=6991046953062625716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6991046953062625716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6991046953062625716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/06/all-about-ashley.html' title='All About Ashley'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-8683527006283134849</id><published>2009-05-03T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T14:45:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacquiao VS Hatton</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VleE27xzxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3VleE27xzxI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxfHWTETT_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FxfHWTETT_o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-8683527006283134849?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/8683527006283134849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=8683527006283134849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8683527006283134849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8683527006283134849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/05/pacquiao-vs-hatton.html' title='Pacquiao VS Hatton'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3039916390287826303</id><published>2009-04-25T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:43:52.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Gaga's Performance in Americal Idol 2009</title><content type='html'>I can't find true video of Lady Gaga in youtube when she performed in American Idol 2009. Badtrip! all are misleading titles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm able to find it outside youtube. So here it is.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i79.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vid79.photobucket.com/albums/j141/mjsbigblog/Top 9 Results/gaga_top9r.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3039916390287826303?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3039916390287826303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3039916390287826303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3039916390287826303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3039916390287826303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/04/lady-gagas-performance-in-americal-idol.html' title='Lady Gaga&apos;s Performance in Americal Idol 2009'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3883204563102783406</id><published>2009-04-17T19:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:39:39.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted Failon's Wife Died</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQQlKecTFEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dQQlKecTFEA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that justice and sense of humanity can co-exist.  It may not be known until now how Trina got shot but authorities should have given her family the benefit of the doubt and let them be with her at her most critical moment.  This is a tragedy no one wants to go through with.  The love and support that her family could have given her might extend her life. They should have thought that the key to this investigation is Trina herself and they should have allowed anything that can save her life.  I agree with Kaye that the sudden arrest of Trina's siblings caused stress and led to her death.  She may be brain dead but I believe she's aware of her surroundings and heard the screaming and crying of her siblings while being arrested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on the authorities! It is so inhumane to harass this family during this tragedy.  Leave them and let them mourn. The investigation can still wait and truth will come out eventually.  Follow the right procedure and don't use force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is really disappointing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3883204563102783406?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3883204563102783406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3883204563102783406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3883204563102783406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3883204563102783406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ted-failons-wife-died.html' title='Ted Failon&apos;s Wife Died'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-7749742964119552221</id><published>2009-04-16T18:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:22:29.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Ranger Murderer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SecivB62VkI/AAAAAAAAABo/C2liwS2w3MU/s1600-h/skylar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SecivB62VkI/AAAAAAAAABo/C2liwS2w3MU/s320/skylar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325263275753363010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so unbelievable and scary to know that a former Mighty Morphin Power Ranger actor, Skylar Deleon, was sentenced to DEATH for killing the retired couple Tom and Jackie Hawks during a test cruise.  He pretended to be a buyer of their yacht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did he kill them? "by tying them to an anchor and throwing them overboard from their yacht off Southern California."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so saddened and sorry for the couple instead of enjoying their hard earned money they were just killed wastefully and mercilessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Power Ranger is he?  It's actually a hot debate in the internet!  Some said he's the Red ranger. Others said he's just an extra.  None from this show confirmed who he was. At first at thought he was the Green ranger.  Only news report said he was part of this show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check detailed story &lt;a href="http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/nation/chi-skylar-deleon-090410-ht,0,118653.story"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-7749742964119552221?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/7749742964119552221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=7749742964119552221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7749742964119552221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7749742964119552221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/04/power-ranger-murderer.html' title='Power Ranger Murderer'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SecivB62VkI/AAAAAAAAABo/C2liwS2w3MU/s72-c/skylar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-6155493994578097511</id><published>2009-04-13T21:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:51:22.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Living</title><content type='html'>It's the end of my night shift so after getting few hours of sleep, James and I decided to go to Orchard to remit (my father is again in the hospital..) and then malling ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop was Lacoste Wisma. We've been looking for a nice shoes for James. Atlast! after a long wait we've finally found the one!!! However without much luck, no more size available for him even in the other malls.  Sorry na lang dad. Ganyan talga ang buhay. Hirap pa namang maghanap ng iba kung meron ka ng nagustuhan. It should be angat sa nauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even without Ashley, we ended up shopping for her. Hay naku, ganon talaga ata pag parents na. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been here in Singapore for almost 2 years but honestly, we seldom go to Orchard.  Hindi pa talaga namin nasusuyod ang hilera ng mga malls dun. So this time, we gave it a shot.  So from Wisma hanggang makarating kami sa Plaza Singapura.  Alay lakad ito! But it's fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our way home, James brought up that we should start healthy living. Which means, gusto lang naman nya active life style para pumayat. Here we go again!! haha.  So what's the plan this time? Okay, so we decided to jog everyday... and then biking na lang para angkas na lng si Ashley at di mapagod. But in the end, maglakad-lakad na lang around our vicinity every night. Well let's see kung hanggang saan kami makakarating nito. Good luck to us! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-6155493994578097511?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/6155493994578097511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=6155493994578097511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6155493994578097511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/6155493994578097511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/04/healthy-living.html' title='Healthy Living'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-7903458568166791380?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/7903458568166791380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=7903458568166791380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7903458568166791380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7903458568166791380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/04/ashley-s-performance-in-her-chinese.html' title='Ashley &apos;s Performance in her Chinese Class'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-2599632953182066243</id><published>2009-03-12T19:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:24:34.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum Yum Yum.... Ay oso ka!!  :-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-2599632953182066243?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/2599632953182066243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=2599632953182066243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2599632953182066243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2599632953182066243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/03/yum-yum-yum-ay-oso-ka-d.html' title='Yum Yum Yum.... Ay oso ka!!  :-D'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-8578080251560879153</id><published>2009-03-05T12:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:11:42.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eiiwww!!!</title><content type='html'>Well to start with, I don't really like Rachel Ray. If there's what we call "love at first sight", i encountered "dislike at first sight" for her.  Perhaps because she's so loud, or because the popularity thingie is so into her, I don't really know. I've been opened to this with James but just for fun he tunes the tv to her show then I'll start my own tigbakan alley show! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a second thought of giving her a space here in my blog. But there's something I want to say so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just so happened that I'm surfing the net and then I saw these pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Zb4T0G3I/AAAAAAAAABI/Yqqxo_lfGvo/s1600-h/rachael-ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Zb4T0G3I/AAAAAAAAABI/Yqqxo_lfGvo/s320/rachael-ray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309560821199936370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Ztsb0npI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y0UwpPr87UQ/s1600-h/rachaelRayFHM3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Ztsb0npI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Y0UwpPr87UQ/s320/rachaelRayFHM3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309561127249944210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Z3dbKJUI/AAAAAAAAABY/E9oEhIwCtNc/s1600-h/rachelray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Z3dbKJUI/AAAAAAAAABY/E9oEhIwCtNc/s320/rachelray.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309561295019320642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9e396KspI/AAAAAAAAABg/FHGBX9Bcir8/s1600-h/rachaelray_pinup400x500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9e396KspI/AAAAAAAAABg/FHGBX9Bcir8/s320/rachaelray_pinup400x500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309566801297453714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RA-CHEL-RAY-IN-F-H-M?!  WHAT THE HECK IS SHE THINKING?! It really made me say EIIIIW! And by the way, it looks like photoshopped ha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies to her fans, I know she's free to do whatever she wants (as long as it doesn't break a law) but I'm just exercising the same. Giving thoughts and opinion is free as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-8578080251560879153?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/8578080251560879153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=8578080251560879153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8578080251560879153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8578080251560879153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/03/eiiwww.html' title='Eiiwww!!!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/Sa9Zb4T0G3I/AAAAAAAAABI/Yqqxo_lfGvo/s72-c/rachael-ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-1150400698069645526</id><published>2009-03-04T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:07:41.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Singapore ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZaqeHwhF4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lZaqeHwhF4A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-1150400698069645526?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/1150400698069645526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=1150400698069645526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/1150400698069645526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/1150400698069645526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-in-singapore.html' title='Only in Singapore ;-)'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-9103417172515663077</id><published>2009-03-04T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:58:53.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhianna's Leaked Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-pTRf-hw0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-pTRf-hw0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-9103417172515663077?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/9103417172515663077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=9103417172515663077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/9103417172515663077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/9103417172515663077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2009/03/rhiannas-leaked-photo.html' title='Rhianna&apos;s Leaked Photo'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-7188514286166013812</id><published>2008-06-06T10:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:33:44.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Disturbing Commercial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SEijDSDHvpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CLpxoUsXE_E/s1600-h/06-06-08_1026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SEijDSDHvpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CLpxoUsXE_E/s320/06-06-08_1026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208592245833842322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This is just a photo of MediaCorp's commercial for "Saving Gaia".  I tried to look for it in youtube but no one thought of uploading it yet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The commercial starts with a mannequin of a little boy with blood-like substance pouring on its head.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It's actually a tar.) &lt;/span&gt; Next, smoke comes out until it covers the whole image.  Then, a chainsaw appears and starts sawing the mannequin's head!!! After that, the mannequin slowly turns into a real child.  Then the  message "Think about what we're destroying" shows up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really shocked and I wouldn't want Ashley to see that.  I might need to explain every details of it when that happens.  Then I wonder if Singapore has television review committee that controls what can and can't be shown in tv. It's so disturbing and I don't really think it's safe to air in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree that the commercial needs to be catchy to have a wider audience and that it needs a strong execution to convey the message effectively.  I understand that they are just trying to address the issue of air pollution and deforestation which is like destroying the children's lives. BUT! I think this can also be delivered in a more positive way.  Something that would inspire the audience to be more conscious of the environment and would suggest the things that they can contribute to save the planet earth.  I would rather leave the audience with optimistic goal than a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-7188514286166013812?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/7188514286166013812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=7188514286166013812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7188514286166013812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7188514286166013812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/06/very-disturbing-commercial.html' title='Very Disturbing Commercial'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SEijDSDHvpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CLpxoUsXE_E/s72-c/06-06-08_1026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-8649386823522569109</id><published>2008-05-25T15:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:01:59.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Duos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just sharing with you two funny videos from youtube.  Enjoy watching! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Chinese Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N2rZxCrb7iU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N2rZxCrb7iU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean Madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4cQ3BoHFas&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R4cQ3BoHFas&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-8649386823522569109?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/8649386823522569109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=8649386823522569109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8649386823522569109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8649386823522569109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-duos.html' title='Funny Duos'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3253483127891614539</id><published>2008-04-22T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:18:06.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Notice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SA3XcqMXoQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/yA12uNqtT28/s1600-h/mas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SA3XcqMXoQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/yA12uNqtT28/s320/mas.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192042832790528258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was ordering in Spinelli the other day and I saw this public notice on the cashier. It just made me smile. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3253483127891614539?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3253483127891614539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3253483127891614539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3253483127891614539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3253483127891614539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/04/public-notice.html' title='Public Notice'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SA3XcqMXoQI/AAAAAAAAAAg/yA12uNqtT28/s72-c/mas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-7384438498282702241</id><published>2008-03-29T12:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T16:38:40.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissless Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SDklRNOvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAo/eDAwGodJpYc/s1600-h/28-03-08_1727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SDklRNOvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAo/eDAwGodJpYc/s320/28-03-08_1727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204231821942827570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this silent corner&lt;br /&gt;i sat and searched for peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life in blissless moment&lt;br /&gt;confused mind, weakened heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncertain yet decided&lt;br /&gt;a simple dream through complicated means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dream that never came to me&lt;br /&gt;but hope is still there.. it will someday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-7384438498282702241?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/7384438498282702241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=7384438498282702241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7384438498282702241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7384438498282702241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/03/blissless-moment.html' title='Blissless Moment'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_oINsVfYA_ok/SDklRNOvqjI/AAAAAAAAAAo/eDAwGodJpYc/s72-c/28-03-08_1727.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-2949077804259862570</id><published>2008-02-01T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:56:55.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Motherhood</title><content type='html'>It's Ashley's oopps I mean Azelea's first time going to school.  I wasn't there during her first school days because of work... aawww :( But! Since I'm in evening shift for 4 weeks straight (4pm-12mn), I'm now able to prepare and bring her to school everyday. See our itenerary below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00am     - Wakey! Wakey! Yeah it's time to wake sleepy heads! (This is for both of us hihi)&lt;br /&gt;11:00-11:30 - Mommy cooks for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;11:30-12:00 - Eating Time! With lots of convincing strategy!&lt;br /&gt;12:00-12:15 - Bath time for Azelea&lt;br /&gt;12:15-12:30 - Dressing up&lt;br /&gt;12:30-12:45 - Hair Saloning for Azelea hihi... Different hair style everyday. Such a challenging task! &lt;br /&gt;12:45-12:50 - Mommy's turn to dress up.&lt;br /&gt;12:50-1:00  - Going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bringing Azelea to school, it's now my time to relax. &lt;br /&gt;1:15-2:00  - Watching ATNM or TARA 2 in youtube&lt;br /&gt;2:00-3:00  - Preparation before going to work.&lt;br /&gt;3:00-4:00  - Travel time&lt;br /&gt;4:00-12:00 - Work! Work! Work!&lt;br /&gt;12:00      - Daddy and Azelea waiting for me at the HBF runway.  So sweet!&lt;br /&gt;12:30-1:30 - Travel by bus then taxi to go home.&lt;br /&gt;1:30-2:30  - Bonding time. Karaoke night, wii play, watching movies,series, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2:30       - Sleeping time Zzzzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-2949077804259862570?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/2949077804259862570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=2949077804259862570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2949077804259862570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2949077804259862570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/02/enjoying-motherhood.html' title='Enjoying Motherhood'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-895507439143998687</id><published>2008-02-01T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T13:34:30.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grand Family Treat in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Christmas with Marquez Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="50%" height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/marquez_cablecar.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Year with Isip Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="50%" height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/isip_bpark.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-895507439143998687?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/895507439143998687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=895507439143998687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/895507439143998687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/895507439143998687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2008/02/grand-family-treat-in-singapore.html' title='A Grand Family Treat in Singapore'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-5181686775624252891</id><published>2007-11-16T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T15:46:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley says what??!  Part 2</title><content type='html'>Ashley:  Mom, i want you to buy me a new toy in the shop. The one with the small table and mirror. Puhleeeezzzz!&lt;br /&gt;Mom: If you finish you food and you're very good, then maybe I'll think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;Mom: So, go and finish your breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Hmm..wait mom.. i'm still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Huh?! (not a good deal?)&lt;br /&gt;============&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: Mom, are you going to the office today?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: No.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley:  Why? Because I'm very good today? :) Ah mom, i'll tell you if I still want other things ha.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Abah, demanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;============&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-5181686775624252891?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/5181686775624252891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=5181686775624252891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/5181686775624252891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/5181686775624252891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/11/ashley-says-what-part-2.html' title='Ashley says what??!  Part 2'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3120347192478513738</id><published>2007-11-03T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T17:16:34.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whereabouts</title><content type='html'>I had several days off last week and we decided to have a series of family hangouts. It was definitely a high time as we need some bonding activity to ease out some tensions and shortcomings to each other. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong West Sports Complex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home from work I called my hubby to get prepared because we're going for swimming that day. Surprise!! I was in night shift, so their day has just barely started and would definitely be a long one from me. It is very seldom that I and James have the same day off. So, I don't want to spoil this day and decided to surprise them with this irresistible invitation.&lt;br /&gt;We rushed to the complex so unprepared. Luckily, there’s a sports house and 7-11 convenience store within the complex where we bought our swimwear and “baon”. Entrance fee for the swimming pool area is just $1.50 for adult and $0.80 for kids.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no pictures... As you know, we're not prepared. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Night Safari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Night Safari again but this time with Ashley's Ninang Tin-tin. We treated her out since she'll be leaving Sg very soon. We met her in City Hall MRT station and we already arrived at the night zoo at 10:15pm!!! Yes, you read it right...just 1.5 hours before the zoo closes. Still lucky, we're able to catch up the last Animal Show for that day, the last Tram ride, the last available meal in Congo Burger and the most important of all... the last taxi that would bring us home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/nightsafari.jpg" width="50%" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sentosa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second stop of our tour for Ninang Tin is Sentosa. We first met up with Jedwin in Vivo City and had lunch in Banquet Food Court. As usual, we took the cable car going to Sentosa. We first walked around the Merlion and then tried the 4D Magix. Next, we went to Siloso Beach and Palawan Beach and stayed there for a while. Our last trip is Sky Ride and Luge which are really a MUST to try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/sentosa2.jpg" width="50%" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jurong East Sports and Cultural Complex&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not getting enough of swimming (which is really our favourite past time), we went to Jurong East Sports and Cultural Complex. We liked this complex more compared to Jurong West. We loved the lazy river and the wave pool. We’ll definitely go back here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/JurongEast.jpg" width="50%" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3120347192478513738?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3120347192478513738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3120347192478513738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3120347192478513738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3120347192478513738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/11/whereabouts.html' title='Whereabouts'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-8815680324541690794</id><published>2007-10-23T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T12:14:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman's Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="45%" height="70%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/flower.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:65%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom, I'm praying for our married life not be okay, but to be better. I'll be the best husband for you because I love you very very much and I'm not letting our relationship to drift in any way...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-8815680324541690794?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/8815680324541690794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=8815680324541690794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8815680324541690794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/8815680324541690794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/10/womans-weakness.html' title='A Woman&apos;s Weakness'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-3959059371388560621</id><published>2007-10-22T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T12:54:50.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley says what?</title><content type='html'>Walking in the parking lot, Ashley suddenly asked her Dad..&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Dad, where is our car?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Oh we left our car in Binan."&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "But why?"&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Because it cannot fit in the airplane."&lt;br /&gt;Ashley:  "Ah okay.  Hmmm... alam ko na! when we already have lots and lots of money, we can buy a new car.. di ba Daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;Daddy: "Ah yes Ashley.. hehe"  ***oo nga naman, dad***&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;While playing with Ate Mayet in the playground...&lt;br /&gt;Ashley:  "Ate Mayet, why are they black people?  Hmmm.....because they dont take a bath ha?"&lt;br /&gt;Mayet: (got stunned)  "Ha ah eh... yes, hihi"  ***bad mayet bad! hehe***&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Ashley, still wondering about sexuality...&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Ate Mayet... are you a boy?" ***hahaha! umamin ka mayet! umamin ka! :D&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;While taking a bath with Mommy..&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: (pointing to my legs) "Mom, what's that?"&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Ha, what is it?" (thought there's a dirt in my legs..)&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Mom, why are your legs big? Ahh....because you eat a lot!"&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Hmmp! Thank you ha! :D"&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Another moment with Ate Mayet..&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Ate Mayet, why is mommy beautiful and daddy is ugly?"&lt;br /&gt;Ate Mayet: (not prepared yet to answer Ashley...)&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Kasi daddy is not combing his hair eh. He doesn't wear headband like mommy."&lt;br /&gt;***mag-ipit ka kc dad! ayan pangit ka tuloy kay Ashley haha!***&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Mommy: "Ok, kiss mommy goodbye, i'll be going to the office."&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Mom, be very very fast ha.. Tell the bus driver to be very very fast, ok? You also tell daddy to turn off the computer so he'll be here na."&lt;br /&gt;***Awww..always a heart breaking moment***&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;While having dinner with mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Dad, Mom, i am happy."&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Why?"&lt;br /&gt;Ashley: "Because you are here and mommy is also here. Kaya I'm happy!" ***Ohhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-3959059371388560621?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/3959059371388560621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=3959059371388560621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3959059371388560621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/3959059371388560621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/10/ashley-says.html' title='Ashley says what?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-956732903245560081</id><published>2007-10-16T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T01:21:25.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just let it be..</title><content type='html'>Don't be mislead by what you see..&lt;br /&gt;It is more than it appears to be..&lt;br /&gt;Don't assume it's as simple as it seems..&lt;br /&gt;Assuming, sometimes, is just believing what you want it to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actions are as powerful as words...&lt;br /&gt;But their meanings should meet across..&lt;br /&gt;Don't just rely on one of those..&lt;br /&gt;Wait till the other one conforms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong if Im doing it my way..&lt;br /&gt;Time will prove myself's worth anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Soon, you will see..&lt;br /&gt;Just wait... for now i'll just let it be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-956732903245560081?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/956732903245560081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=956732903245560081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/956732903245560081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/956732903245560081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/10/just.html' title='Just let it be..'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-7013453712102112378</id><published>2007-10-11T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:55:06.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless in Singapura</title><content type='html'>Working in shifting schedule makes my body clock upsidedown. It's been several weeks now that I started sleeping sooo late!   I usually sleep at 4:30am and wake up at 12nn. When I sleep at past 12mn, I suddenly wake up at 3am and can't sleep anymore.  I tried to sleep back but my brain is like a machine, processing so many thoughts that keeps me awake and somehow busy. It's useless closing my eyes so I just surf the net, watch movies, chat, play games and blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if having unlimited internet access and laptop is a good thing.  The idea of having something to do when getting bored gives me a wider chance not to sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing ANTM 8 in Youtube, I'm now indulging my self to Korean Movies.  I have already watched seven Korean movies since last week.  Nothing serious here, all are romantic comedy. I was laughing my heart out while watching these movies. My favorite is Guy was Cool and Seducing Mr Perfect.  Ofcourse nothing will beat my old time favorite My Sassy Girl, My Tutor Friend and Il Mare.  Below is the complete list sorted based on my own review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My Sassy Girl - 10!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. My Tutor Friend - 9&lt;br /&gt;3. Il Mare - 9&lt;br /&gt;4. Seducing Mr. Perfect - 8&lt;br /&gt;5. The Guy Was Cool - 8&lt;br /&gt;6. My Tutor Friend II - 8&lt;br /&gt;7. Love So Divine - 7&lt;br /&gt;8. Almost Love - 6&lt;br /&gt;9. Day For An Affair - 5&lt;br /&gt;10. Art Of Seduction - 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch these  Korean movies from &lt;a href="http://veoh.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-7013453712102112378?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/7013453712102112378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=7013453712102112378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7013453712102112378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/7013453712102112378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/10/sleepless-in-singapura.html' title='Sleepless in Singapura'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-2252277067480253766</id><published>2007-09-21T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T02:50:25.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointments</title><content type='html'>Almost one year that I haven't posted on this blog.  I never thought I would still continue writing.&lt;br /&gt;One year had passed but I would say things haven't changed that much. The only major turn in my life is living in Singapore. But other than that, things are still the way they are. Sounds boring? Hmmm.... yeah.. but I dont care. Just got back home from work with a load of disappointments on my back. &lt;br /&gt;I miss my family. I want to see my father. Wish I could bring them all here with me in Singapore. I promise, it will happen soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-2252277067480253766?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/2252277067480253766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=2252277067480253766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2252277067480253766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/2252277067480253766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2007/09/disappointments.html' title='Disappointments'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-115883459169445019</id><published>2006-09-21T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T18:29:51.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass time, Game Time</title><content type='html'>Just want to share with you this game site. If I'm bored, this is where I play games. I love this site because it has lots of room escape games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.gamershood.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-115883459169445019?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/115883459169445019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=115883459169445019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115883459169445019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115883459169445019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/09/pass-time-game-time.html' title='Pass time, Game Time'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-115883406131635205</id><published>2006-09-21T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:34:53.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Way Test</title><content type='html'>Four way test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is it the truth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Is it fair to all concerned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Will it build goodwill and better friendships?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will it be beneficial to all concerned?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see this four way test of rotary along the road, I just ignore it.  I know the message but I just don't give attention to it.  But after reading an email from our president regarding the wisdom of Socrates, it minds me a lot and i said, this is really a good test to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-115883406131635205?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/115883406131635205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=115883406131635205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115883406131635205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115883406131635205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/09/four-way-test.html' title='Four Way Test'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-115806025054014866</id><published>2006-09-12T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T14:27:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick off in Bohol</title><content type='html'>Recently, we had our company kick-off in Bohol. It's my second time in Bohol but I still enjoyed the tour and the beach. We stayed in Bohol Beach Club in Panglao Island. I do recommend this place if you really want a good vacation. Mas nag-enjoy ako sa Bohol kaysa sa Boracay.  Boracay kasi beach lang talaga. While in Bohol, beach and at the same time marami ka pang pwedeng paggalaan like Chocolate Hills, Loboc River, Old Churches, Hinagdanan Cave, etc. Actually kulang ang isang araw para mapuntahan mo lahat ng tourist spots nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="50%" height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010134.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chocolate Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="50%" height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010076.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Snorkling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-115806025054014866?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/115806025054014866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=115806025054014866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115806025054014866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/115806025054014866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/09/kick-off-in-bohol.html' title='Kick off in Bohol'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-114120302968929912</id><published>2006-03-01T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T16:50:29.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess and the Pauper</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/PrincessAndPauper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Princess and the Pauper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my daughter's habit to watch this movie before she sleeps. Everytime she enters our room she automatically turns on our television and asks me or dad to play the movie. I cannot remember how many times we have watched this movie but Ashley never gets tired of watching it over and over again. She loves imitating Barbie when she sings and dances. One time, I and dad were talking to her on bed. When she heared Master Preminger started singing, she told us "Teka lang ha..." and walked toward the television. We were both strucked as if it is more important for her to dance with Master Preminger than to talk to us. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Her questions are also predictable. She knows what to ask and when to ask in the movie. And our answers are just always the same. &lt;br /&gt;Cute little habit indeed. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-114120302968929912?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/114120302968929912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=114120302968929912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/114120302968929912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/114120302968929912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/03/princess-and-pauper.html' title='Princess and the Pauper'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113999728170166680</id><published>2006-02-15T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T02:08:13.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Malaysia</title><content type='html'>I had a training in Malaysia on Sun Arrays.  I wasn't able to tour around because of bad weather. We just went to Petronas and took some pictures but I didn't enjoy that much... Anyways, here's my picture together with my co-trainees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="50%" height="50%" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/DSC02854.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Trainees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113999728170166680?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113999728170166680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113999728170166680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113999728170166680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113999728170166680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-malaysia.html' title='In Malaysia'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113764685379922990</id><published>2006-01-19T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T14:42:43.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley's Vocabulary</title><content type='html'>I've been dragging this idea with my husband to create a blog that lists Ashley's vocabulary before she can really talk straight.  And since I can see that he has no plans of doing it, I'll do it myself since I'm not that busy at work and not in the mood studying right now.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know this is nothing new to us but I find it very cute everytime I hear Ashley utters her &lt;br /&gt;own vocabulary. Maybe its because I'm her mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;mimaws&lt;/span&gt; -  Mickey Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nowayt&lt;/span&gt; - Snow White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Narni&lt;/span&gt; - Barnie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Baybi&lt;/span&gt; - Barbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nanin na&lt;/span&gt; - Kain na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tito jeyome&lt;/span&gt; - Tito Jerome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;jabi&lt;/span&gt; - Jollibee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tado&lt;/span&gt; - Mc Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;iyog&lt;/span&gt; - ilog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;is daddy?&lt;/span&gt; - Where is daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;weyu daddy?&lt;/span&gt;  - Where are you daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;nanget&lt;/span&gt; - panget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bubong&lt;/span&gt; - pasalubong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;em-em&lt;/span&gt; - SM&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At an early age she has favorite color already which is yellow.  How did I know? Playing with balls of different color, she won't pick any color but yellow. Weird. She also do this with baloons and other stuffs. She also knows how to appreciate maganda and pangit. If she doesn't like the dress she'll say "wag yan. nanet yan. nanet".  That's why it would be better to bring her to the mall when buying her clothes. One time we bought her this  teddy bear slippers that she hasn't worn even once. She always says "Wag yan...nanet yan. baybi lang" (baybi=barbie)&lt;br /&gt;She even won't try something if she haven't seen it with her favorite cartoon characters or mascots like wearing shades and hats. Before, she refuses to wear shades and hats but when she saw Barnie wearing those, we can now put it to her freely without her saying "Ayaw ko... Wag..."&lt;br /&gt;However, it breaks our heart everytime we leave her to her yaya every morning.  She always cries and says "Wag iwan atley...sama atley...wawa asley...". We always tell her that we need to go to the office so we can buy her milk and pasalubongs. But ofcourse, she's too young to understand it.  We even noticed that she's beginning to have separation anxieties. Anyone who's about to leave her, my parents, her playmates, etc, she'll sob her face to the pillow and cry, or she'll hold their hands very tight. That's why every weekend, we really make it a point that we treat her at the mall, zoo, jollibee or mcdo. Simple joys of kids really mean a lot to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113764685379922990?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113764685379922990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113764685379922990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113764685379922990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113764685379922990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/01/ashleys-vocabulary.html' title='Ashley&apos;s Vocabulary'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113662213203640432</id><published>2006-01-07T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T16:22:12.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by COB and here are my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Target: Male&lt;br /&gt;A perfect guy for me....    &lt;br /&gt;    ...must have a good heart.&lt;br /&gt;    ...must be very pasensyoso. &lt;br /&gt;    ...must love me for what i am.&lt;br /&gt;    ...must have a dream for the two of us and is doing his best to achieve them.&lt;br /&gt;    ...always surprises me with sweet nothings.&lt;br /&gt;    ...thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;    ...a guitar player or a basketball player&lt;br /&gt;    ...maputi and kinda tsinito or long hair with CLEAN muslim look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm tagging all my blogmates listed at the right frame except COB ofcourse.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113662213203640432?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113662213203640432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113662213203640432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113662213203640432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113662213203640432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2006/01/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113445895334666468</id><published>2005-12-13T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:32:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the buzz?</title><content type='html'>Totoo ba ito? Nagbblog na naman ako? Hehehe Di ko masabing hindi ako busy kc marami pa rin akong ginagawa. Parang namiss ko na lang ulit ang magblog...&lt;br /&gt;Ano na nga ba ang nangyayari sa akin recently? As usual dito pa rin ako nakaassign sa QC. I would say sa lahat ng naging trabaho ko, ito ang pinakamatrabaho. As in! Grabe!  One time nga nde ko na mapigilang mapaiyak dahil sa client. Yes, umiyak ako. Pero syempre nde ko umiyak sa harap ng client, ka-minus-an yata un.  May nangyari kc habang tinotroubleshoot ko ung isang server sa client.  May ginawa kc ang client sa server habang inaayos ko un remotely.  Medyo lalong naging complicated dahil don kaya inutusan akong gumawa ng incident report ni boss. Kaya lang kmi nagkaroon ng conflict dahil sa incident report na yun. Naging honest lng naman ako dahil kailangan naman talgang ilagay sa report ang buong nangyari.  Pero ang pinagtataka ko lng talga eh bakit sobrang affected sya eh wla naman akong binanggit na pangalan nya don. Guilty ba sya? hehe For almost 2 months, ang sungit na sa  team namin, lalo na sa akin. I can really feel na we're not in good terms. Pero sa ngayon mukhang ok na kmi. Di ko alam kung bakit bigla na lang syang nagbago ng pakikitungo. Ang mahalaga nde na sya masungit sa akin palagi. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Then what else? hmm... si tatay naman madalas ang pagkahilo lately.  Two days din akong umabsent dahil pinacheckup ko sya sa makati med. ang findings? may diabetes raw sya at may komplikasyon na ng konti sa kidney.  Nakakatuwa lng si tatay kc game sya sa lahat ng medical exams na pinapakuha sa kanya. Sa ngayon, mas ok na sya. Nahihilo pa rin paminsan minsan pero atleast naresetahan na sya ng tamang gamot na dapat inumin. =)&lt;br /&gt;Last week, celebration ng birthday ni ashley. Twice kming nagpunta ng Tagaytay para icelebrate and birthday nya. Ung una, celebration with my family. Ung pangalawa, para sa family ni james. Yung naipon namin sa alkansya ni ashley pinambili namin ng gift nya. Isang activity table na may lego blocks. Nakita namin ung table na yun sa Playmates sa SM Sucat. Pinaglaro kc namin si Ashley dun for an hour and then, I noticed na nalibang sya sa table na un. Nakakatuwa kc first time nyang makapaglaro ng lego blocks pero marunong na sya ng color coordination, sizes and groupings. Kaya ayun, yun na lng ang binili namin para sa kanya. =)&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday, nagXmas party ang barkada namin sa...... Victoria Court! hehe Wala lang. Trip trip lang namin. Ang theme na pinili namin ay Madonna Theme. 11 kami lahat, kasama pati si Ashley. hehe. Diretso na kc kmi ng Binan pagkatapos ng party. Kainan, videoke, gift giving, etc. So far, I would consider it na pinakamasayang party namin.  Si ashley nagpakitang gilas pa sa pagkanta ng videoke. Pinagtataka ko lng kung bakit memorize nya ung kanta sa videoke cdng dala namin eh hindi ko pa nga napplay un sa bahay. Syempre, nabuking ko si yaya na nagkakantahan pala silang dalawa ni ashley sa bahay pag wla kami. hehe Gotcha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113445895334666468?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113445895334666468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113445895334666468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113445895334666468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113445895334666468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/12/whats-buzz.html' title='what&apos;s the buzz?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113142016760293180</id><published>2005-11-08T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:22:47.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautanicals...</title><content type='html'>No offense sa mga fans ni Angel Locsin ha...  Just wondering bakit sya pumayag sa script ng commercials nya ngayon about facial cleanser. Ok naman sya tlagang maging model ng product na yon kya lng i dnt like the commercial. it's quite degrading at di na naman sya baguhan para iaccept ang ganong role.&lt;br /&gt;Una nagmukhang "Stop-Me" ng The Buzz ung makailang ulit nyang sinabing "beautanicals". Para tuloy syang nahilera sa mga suki ng Stop-Me na sina angelica jones, da bodies, at kung sinu-sino pang starlets.&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa, bat naman sya pumayag na magpatihulog sa hagdan ng eroplano para lng dumumi ang mukha nya at maiapply ang facial cleanser na un. Nandoon na ko sa idea na sya ay taas noong tumayo pagkatapos pero kailangan pa ba nyang ipahiya ang sarili nya alang-alang sa facial cleanser na un? Un lng ba ang paraan para maiendorse ang produktong iyon? Pansinin nyo ang ibang facial cleanser commercial, malaki ang paggalang nila sa kanilang mga endorsers. Pinalalabas talaga nila ang knilang kagandahan at maging mukhang perfecto para idolohin at pamarisan ng mga manunuod.  Usually nang-eenganyo ito na pag ginamit nila ang produkto ay mangyayari rin sa knila ang nangyari sa endorser nila. Kaya lng kay Angel parang ayoko atang malaglag sa eroplano... hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113142016760293180?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113142016760293180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113142016760293180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113142016760293180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113142016760293180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/11/beautanicals.html' title='Beautanicals...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113141903966717568</id><published>2005-11-08T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T11:03:59.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sulit!</title><content type='html'>Sulit na sulit ang 3 days vacation ko last weekend. Medyo lugi na nga kc tatlong araw lng dahil sa mga overtime at pagpasok ko pa rin sa office mula Oct 29 to Nov 3. Sinadya kong wag pansinin ang phone ko for 3 days para lng maignore ang mga unexpected and unwanted client calls. Im so bad! hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging productive and todo bonding kmi sa aming bebe last weekend. Pinagplanuhan namin dati na magTagaytay pero we decided na wag n lng kming lumabas ng bahay sa laki rin na magagastos namin sa gasolina at pagkain.  We really preferred na magstay na lng sa bahay at magbonding na lng by doing some household chores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we decorated our home with Xmas decors. Nagkaproblema pa kmi kung saan namin ilalagay ang 7-foot tall xmas tree dahil ang dating nitong pwesto ay pinagharian ng aming mga alagang isda sa kanilang acquarium. After a few hours of planning and debating with my hubby, we decided to put it on our staircase. Though lagpas sa ceiling namin,  ok pa rin naman syang tingnan. Nakakatuwa rin itong si bebe dahil tuwang tuwa sya sa dami ng ilaw ng xmas tree. since mag-2 yrs old na sya, ngayon lng nya naappreciate ang mga xmas decors sa bahay. nagpicture taking pa nga sya sa tabi nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, napagdiskitahan kong maglinis ng lababo at banyo. Actually ito ang madalas kong gawin lalo na't bakasyon at wlang ginagawa. Masyado kc akong partikular sa kalinisan ng lababo at banyo. Hindi ok sa akin ang nangingitim or naninilaw na tiles. Gusto ko puti! puti! puti! Ayoko rin ng may nakasalang ng kung anu-ano sa filter like natirang sabon, empty sachet, etc. Inayos ko na rin ung leak sa CR using the epoxy clay. Favorite na talga namin ang produktong ito dahil sobrang gamit na gamit sa bahay namin. Lahat ng leak katapat lng nyan epoxy clay. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday naman, simba sa umaga at attend ng binyag ng anak ng kaibigan namin. Binalak namin na maggrocery sa SM pagkatapos kaya lng dahil kay Sam ng PBB, pinagpaliban na lang namin at minabuting magsiyesta at manood na lng ng tv sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night, nagpaalam na kmi kay ashley na tapos na masasayang bakasyong ng momi at dadi nya. so tomorrow back to normal na ulit at kailangan n naman namin syan iwan sa ate nita nya. nakakagulat lng na naintindihan na nya ang mga sinasabi namin at nakuha nyang magtampo at isubsob ang mukha sa unan. Then nagsalita, huwaaag... hindi iwan as-lee... wawa as-lee...&lt;br /&gt;Ay ang bebe namin... nakakaawa pero that's the reality my baby. We need to work para din naman sa iyo ito. We're doing this because we want you give you a better life.  Masunod ang luho at mga gusto mo. Haayyy my ashley ghurl... we love you so much. muaah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113141903966717568?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113141903966717568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113141903966717568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113141903966717568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113141903966717568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/11/sulit.html' title='Sulit!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113021832766737590</id><published>2005-10-25T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:32:07.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagbabalik loob at Pagpapatawad</title><content type='html'>Galit ang nararamdaman ko mula pa nung linggo. &lt;br /&gt;Galit na kay bigat dalhin sa loob at di kaaya-ayang pakiramdam.  &lt;br /&gt;Resulta ay pagiging bugnutin at maikling pasensya sa lahat ng bagay. &lt;br /&gt;Di makatulog sa gabi sa pag-iisip ng paghihiganti at pagtutuos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mula sa opisina ako ay napaisip...&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko ng ganitong pakiramdam, mabigat at puno ng hinanakit.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ay bagabag at hindi makapag-isip ng tama.&lt;br /&gt;Apektado ang trabaho at pakikitungo sa kapwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang pauwi at tinahak ako...&lt;br /&gt;Ng mga paa ko kung saan sa akin ay may makakatulong.&lt;br /&gt;Lumuhod, nagdasal at humingi ng kapatawaran.&lt;br /&gt;Nakiusap sa kanya na liwanagin ang aking isipan&lt;br /&gt;At lalong lalo na ang matutong magpatawad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiniling na gabayan at gawing matatag ang mga magulang&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagsubok na dumarating sa knilang buhay ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Narito lng kmi palagi sa inyong mga tabi&lt;br /&gt;Patuloy na magmamahal at magtatanggol sa laban ng buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa inyo na lumikha ng sakit sa puso ng mga magulang ko.&lt;br /&gt;Matuto nawa kyong tumanggap ng inyong pagkakamali.&lt;br /&gt;Ang tangi lng naging kasalanan ng tatay ko ay ang mahalin kyo ng labis.&lt;br /&gt;Nawa ay maisip nyo ito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113021832766737590?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113021832766737590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113021832766737590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113021832766737590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113021832766737590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/pagbabalik-loob-at-pagpapatawad.html' title='Pagbabalik loob at Pagpapatawad'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-113014482690551319</id><published>2005-10-24T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T13:00:26.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daughter's Revenge</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko alam kung dapat nga ba akong maguilty or tama lng ang ginawa ko sa "pang-aaway" sa tita ko kahapon.  Alam kong masama ang makipag-away lalo na't nakakatanda sa iyo at kamag-anak mo pa. Pero pakinggan nyo ako dahil ako ay may dahilan....  Nagawa ko ito dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal ko sa tatay at nanay ko. &lt;br /&gt;Ikwento ko lng sa inyo ng "maikli" ang istorya ng alitan sa pagitan ng tita at father ko...&lt;br /&gt;Nang magretired ang father ko, nag-isip sya kung saang negosyo nya pdeng iinvest ang makukuha nya from his retirement. Suddenly, nakiusap ang tita ko na ibili na lang daw nya ng van at isosyo nya sa business nyang door-to-door. Pumayag ang father ko despite sa malaking pagtutol naming magkapatid. Dahilan nya gusto din namang nyang makatulong sa kapatid nya. Nakakareceived sya ng P4000+ every week.  Maayos sa simula at naayon sa napagkasunduan nila. Naglaon ay mukhang nagkainterest na ang tita ko sa kinikita ng van.  Nagsuggest ang tita ko na ariin na nya ang van dahil kaniya naman daw ang business na yon at don naman sa kanila nappark ang sasakyan. Ofcourse nde kmi payag na magkapatid sa suggestion ni tita, ang gusto na lng namin ay ipa-rent sa kanya ang van para continuous pa rin ang bayad kay tatay. Pero nde sya pumayag at ininsist na kaniya ang negosyo kaya dapat kanya ang van. Pumayag na lng ang tatay ko dahil ayaw na nyang makipagtalo sa tita ko at problema rin nya kung sakaling kukunin ang van ay saan nya ito ipapark. Inalok ng tita ko ang bulok nyang jeep kapalit ng van so para may kinikita pa rin si tatay. Hinayaang na lng naming magkapatid si tatay dahil insist nya tulong na lng daw nya sa kapatid nya un. Pinaoverhaul nya ang jeep at binilhan ng linya. Laking hirap at gastos nya para lng mapaayos ang jeep na ipinalit. Mula sa P4000+ naging P2000+ a week n lng ang narereceived nya pero yun ay pinambabayad pa nya ng loan nya sa pinagpaayos ng jeep. Isyu na samin lalo na sa akin ang pagpapalit ng van at jeep noon pa. Alam nyang malaking tutol ako sa nangyari. Pero anong magagawa ko, yun ang kaligayahan ng father ko, ang makatulong sa kanyang mga kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, nakareceived ako ng text from my sister. Sabi nya "Alam mo na ba ang nangyari kina tatay at tita?" Kinabahan ako at agad ko syang tinawagan. Ayaw pa nyang sabihin skin dahil sya raw ay nasa bahay dahil baka marinig sya dahil ayaw ipaalam sakin nina nanay at tatay ang nangyari. Nagkita kmi sa SM at doon sya sinabi skin ang buong detalye. Tinanggalan na daw ng karapatan ng tita ko ang tatay ko sa jeep. Hanggang katapusan n lng daw sya makakakuha ng kita at ang mga susunod ay sa tita ko na raw. Bayad na raw ang mga nagastos nya sa jeep kya dapat lng na ibalik na raw sa kanya un. Whaattah! Tama ba naman un? Pangalawang beses na itong panglalamang. Ang father ko ang bumuhay sa mga negosyo nya. Pera ng father ko ang naging daan para lumaki ang kita ng negosyo nya. Tapos ngayong ang lahat ay kumikita na ay saka nya isasantabi ang father ko? Parang bulang nawala ang mga pinaghirapan nya mula sa pagtuturo ng ilang taon. At ito pa, nde pa tapos ang bayarin sa mga nagastos sa jeep. Ni wla pa ngang kinikita ang father ko dahil ipinambabayad pa muna nya sa mga loan ang kita non. Tapos heto malalaman na lng namin na binabawi na ang jeep.  Oo sabihin na natin may kasalanan ang father ko sa pagiging maluwag sa desisyon ng tita ko, pero iyon ay dahil sa pagmamahal nya sa pamilya nya. Umasa sya na tulungan lng ang magkakapamilya. Pero bakit sa kabila ng mga ginawa nya ay ganito pa ang kinahinatnan nya. Walang utang na loob!&lt;br /&gt;Ang pinakamasakit pa sa lahat ay ang malaman kong sinabihan ng masama ang father ko ng pinsan kong nakikitira sa tita ko. Sino ba sya? Anong kinalaman nya sa kasunduan ng father ko at tita ko? Wla syang karapatang awayin at pagsabihan ng masama ang tatay ko.  Mabuti na lng at dumating ang tito ko at inawat sila.  Doon nagpantig ang tenga ko. Handa talaga akong sumugod at awayin ang pinsan kong ito. Nasabi rin na itong pinsan ko raw na ito ang sya nang mamamahala ng jeep pagkatapos. Ayun! kitang kita ang motibo. Grrr!&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kmi ng kapatid ko sa mga tita ko nung hapon. Unfortunately wla ang tita ko. Pero ang nakausap namin ay ang isang tita ko na ina ng pinsan kong lumait sa father ko. Malaki rin ang partisipasyon nya sa mga desisyon ng tita ko.  Nasabi na sakin noon ng father ko na binubuyo nya ang tita ko sa mga desisyon nya in favor sa kanila. Nag-usap kming tatlo. Di ko mapigilang iparamdam ang sama ng loob ko. Pinakita kong galit ako sa mga nangyari at ang ginawa nila sa father ko. Masakit saming magkapatid ang makitang apektado ang nanay at tatay namin dahil sa mga ginawa nila. Ang nanay ko ay nakukuha na lng umiyak sa twing tatanungin ni ate sa nangyari. Suggestion ng ate ko na kausapin ang tita ko pero huwag na daw dahil ayaw na nila ng gulo. Pero di kmi syempre papayag. Lihim sa kanila ang pagpunta namin ni ate kahapon sa mga tita ko.&lt;br /&gt;Malamang ay nasabi na ng tita_2 ko sa tita_1 ko ang pagpunta namin ni ate kahapon. At kmi ay babalik mamya para hingan ng explanasyon ang ginawa ng nya sa father ko. Lalo na ang kagustuhan kong makaharap ang pinsan kong wlang respeto sa father ko. Humanda talga sila.&lt;br /&gt;Awayin nyo na ko pero hangga't makakapagtimpi ako ay gagawin ko. Pero iba na ang usapan kung ang pamilya ko na ang involve. Mahal ko ang pamilya ko at handa ko itong ipaglaban kahit kanino pa man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-113014482690551319?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/113014482690551319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=113014482690551319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113014482690551319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/113014482690551319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/daughters-revenge.html' title='Daughter&apos;s Revenge'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112988300930960732</id><published>2005-10-21T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T16:23:29.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>This happened when I was still connected with my previous employer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the comfort room and I saw a woman combing her long straight hair. Nobody was there except her and me. I noticed that while combing, she's also smiling at herself in the mirror. I thought she would stop smiling since I was already there but she remained smiling. I got scared at her and I immediately packed up my stuffs and went out of the CR. Until now, I've been thinking... Is she just weird or she's the lady ghost in the 27th floor? Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112988300930960732?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112988300930960732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112988300930960732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112988300930960732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112988300930960732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112910222624014408</id><published>2005-10-12T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T15:30:26.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee Talk</title><content type='html'>in mapua: bring your own coffee, wash your own coffee cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in diavox: bring your own coffee, mang russel will wash your coffee cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in SunPhil: have your coffee from the dispenser, trash away your coffee cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112910222624014408?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112910222624014408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112910222624014408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112910222624014408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112910222624014408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/coffee-talk.html' title='Coffee Talk'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112909814154265275</id><published>2005-10-12T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:22:21.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakit nga ba?</title><content type='html'>Pinagtataka ko lng, bakit ba sinasabi natin madalas na "laging nasa huli ang pagsisisi".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh eh talga namang dapat nasa huli ang pagsisisi kc meron ba naman taong magsisisi kung di pa nya ginagawa ang isang bagay? ang pasisisi ang nagaganap lamang pagkatapos ng isang pagkakamali, d nga ba? so natural lng na sa huli at never sa unahan ang pagsisisi. dnt say what is obvious. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lng... wla lang magawa sa trabaho ngayon. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112909814154265275?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112909814154265275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112909814154265275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112909814154265275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112909814154265275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/bakit-nga-ba.html' title='bakit nga ba?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112909761155921437</id><published>2005-10-12T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:13:31.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios Credit Cards</title><content type='html'>Kahapon, nabayaran na namin ng full ung dalawang credit cards ko. Then we decided na ipaclose na rin.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whew! sarap ng feeling. Adios credit cards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112909761155921437?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112909761155921437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112909761155921437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112909761155921437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112909761155921437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/adios-credit-cards.html' title='Adios Credit Cards'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112893541455355198</id><published>2005-10-10T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T13:27:56.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog Wold!</title><content type='html'>Bakit nga ba ito ang title ng blog ko ngayon? Ito ay dahil sa haba ng panahon na nde ako nakakapagblog, feeling ko nag-uumpisa na naman ako. Naging sobrang busy ako lately sa trabaho. Makailang beses akong nag-attempt magsulat pero madalas d ko natatapos. ung previous post ko ay inamag na sa draft bago ko pa maipagpatuloy at maipost. nalimutan ko na rin ung ibang nangyari. less na rin ung emotion since matagal ng natapos ang istorya na un.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, ngayon ko lng naramdaman maging masaya sa trabaho. Madalas kming overtime pero nde ako umaangal kc alam kong bayad un. Masaya dahil very challenging ang trabaho lalo na't nagagawa namin ang gusto ng mga clients sa system nila.&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, it's our quarterly meeting. This was not just an ordinary meeting, It's more of, I would say, a program and team building.  There were sports activities afterwards.  May presentation pa ang mga new hires na tulad ko.  Ang naisip nilang gawin namin ay PBB dance.  Two nights din kaming nagpractice sa Makati. At tuwing may schedule kmi ng practice nagkakaproblema sa client namin. So no choice kmi kundi ang bumalik at solusyunan ang problema. Laging ganon ang nangyayari kaya lalo kming ginagabi sa practice dahil late na kmi dumarating sa Makati. Salamat na lng sa mga kasama namin sa matyagang paghihintay. Naiintidihan naman nila yon kasi yun ang trabaho namin.&lt;br /&gt;On the day of our big event, bigla ako akong nagkaroon ng client call sa makati. Nakuuu, nagbabadyang di ako makakasama sa presentation. Bigat ng pressure from our bosses at kagustuhan kong makasama sa meeting, presentation at sports activity. Pinilit ko talagang makahabol. I even requested na ihuli na lng ang presentation namin at baka makaabot pa ko. Sad to say na nde na ko nakasama. huhu... Laki talga ng panghihinayang ko, sayang ung effort na pagpunta-punta at pag-uwi ng gabi from makati. haayyy.... ganon talga eh. tsk tsk tsk &lt;br /&gt;Pero come to think of it, nagkaOT naman ako. as in OOOOTTTTT! sumatutal mga 28 hours of OT for that client call alone plus Saturday allowance na P1500. bwehehe.. may pangshopping na ko! yahoo  Ansaya-saya noh?! Peace Yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112893541455355198?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112893541455355198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112893541455355198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112893541455355198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112893541455355198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-blog-wold.html' title='Hello Blog Wold!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112746345452654730</id><published>2005-09-23T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T14:10:09.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad things...Good things..</title><content type='html'>This has been a very long and exhausting week for me. I was supposed to take my certification exam last monday but it was moved yesterday because there were no more slot for that day. The news really disappointed me because I'm tired of reviewing and memorizing the same old commands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came tuesday, we were asked to setup two servers and install an operating system. We had difficulty configuring the machine at first because it didn't display anything onto the monitor. After figuring it out, we finally started installing the OS and put some patches in it. That's our first OT for this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we just continued what we had started and restored some of the data required for the servers. We had our lunch when the system started to restore the file system. When we came back, there's an error saying that there's no enough disk space. So we tried to create a raid from the remaining disks. After that we just continued restoring the data.  This has become another OT for us.  We went home with a piece of a relief believing that we expect no more error the next day.  We really need to close the activity that day because we were scheduled to take the exam the next day afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our surprise and disappointment, the machine can no longer reboot after the restoration, which made our problem complicated. We were pressured to solve the problem immediately but we knew to ourselves that we should be preparing for our exam instead.  I called the main office to dispatch another engineer as our replacement.  Our exam would be at 1pm, we left Quezon City at 10:45am, we still need to go to Makati main office to get the voucher and eat our lunch before going to the testing center.  We had a long way to go, 20 minutes walk from the office to MRT station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at MRT, we were told that there's an accident happened in Cubao station that won't let the train pass the railway. How I wish they've told it very soon so we won't be waiting for almost 30 minutes. When we got down, most passengers are looking for taxi. The taxi ride made me really dizzy that I almost want to vomit inside the car. Thank goodness I had a mint candy inside my bag. It was 12pm when we arrived in Makati office and we still have to eat our lunch. Since it's lunch time, the queue was long that took us 45 minutes to order our meal. We only have 15min before our exam so we decided to eat our lunch inside the taxi instead. We were very hungry but we couldn't finished our meal. We were very tensed, harassed and exhausted of what we had experienced that morning alone. We almost did'nt want to take the exam because of too many unfortunate things happened. It seemed that it's bad sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solaris 10 SysAd certification is very hard. Not that I expected it to be.  Far more difficult comparing with Solaris 8 SysAd 1. Nevertheless, I passed the exam. Hurray! Tho I aim for a high score, at least and the most important is I passed the exam with an average score. I may say that it's the only good thing that happened that day but it overcome all bad things. We finished the exam at 3:30pm and we still need to go back in Quezon City to continue what we had left that morning. Since there's no MRT, we took a bus. We arrived back at the office at 5:30... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it! A very exhausting day indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112746345452654730?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112746345452654730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112746345452654730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112746345452654730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112746345452654730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-thingsgood-things.html' title='Bad things...Good things..'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112711870285523266</id><published>2005-09-19T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:31:42.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PBB Views</title><content type='html'>At first Im not interested in PBB. No one among the housemates really interests me a lot. Cguro si Uma pde pa. Natutuwa ako sa kabadingan nya. Pero its not to the point na aabangan ko talga ang bawat episode ng PBB. Not until Sam came into the picture. Grabe ang gwapo talaga. Parang gusto ko na tuloy makisali sa bahay ni kuya. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Ang pinagtataka ko lng bakit si sam ung pinili eh mayaman na yang taong yan. sya ung current model ng closeup d b? ung nasa bus? pero nevertheless, mabuti sya ung sinali. naeexcite tuloy akong panoorin ung big brother. &lt;br /&gt;kanina nagcheck ako ng PBB forum. and guess what i saw in one of the forums.&lt;a href="http://forums.abs-cbn.com/index.php?showtopic=823&amp;hl=screen%20caps&amp;st=9260"&gt; Si chx hinalikan (as is HALIKAN!) si Sam!&lt;/a&gt; Yuuck! Sam bat ka pumayag? Pde pa cgurong si Say or Cass kc they have the face and the body. Pdeng ipantapat sa kagandahang lalake mo. pero si chx? whaatah! sabi nga sa forum, si sadako un eh at ung iba sabi si Anton Diva un eh.hehe. At ito pa, pagkagising ni sam. Agad tinabihan ni chx feeling sila na daw dahil nagkahalikan naman sila kgabi. Unfortunately for chx, dineadma lng sya ni sam. Parang mukhang nagicing sa malaking pagkakamaling nagawa hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding JB, before Sam entered the big brother haus, gustong gusto ko na talga syang mapatalsik dahil sa sobrang yabang at animo bading sa pagbbackfight kay cass. natawa talga ako nung sabihin nya kay big brother ang dahilan kung bakit ayaw nya kay cass. sabihin ba namang "sa lahat kc ng ayoko ay binabackfight ako" haha! jb, speak for ur self. kaw ung madaldal jan na kung sinu-sino ung sinasabihan mo ng masama abt cass. buti na lng sinabi ni BB "eh bakit lagi nyo pinag-uusapan si cass pag wla sya?" SAPUL! Nice Big Brother. Well, nag-explain si jb pero wlang sense. halatang nasapul sya don ni BB. hehe&lt;br /&gt;And since type ni Sam si Sey, at mukhang pinagtatambal ni BB si Say at Sam, gusto ko na tuloy magstay si JB for a while. Out na muna si maam racquel na halata din patay na patay kay Sam. hehe Nang sa gayon, makita natin ang reaction ni JB sa mabubuong relasyon ni Say at Sam. Grabe! Cant wait for that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Nabanggit ko na rin lng si racquel,maam baka ang ibig mong sabihin kay sam ay 'bedroom voice' ka at nde po 'sounds horny'. Minus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112711870285523266?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112711870285523266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112711870285523266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112711870285523266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112711870285523266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/pbb-views.html' title='PBB Views'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112668801923300584</id><published>2005-09-14T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:53:39.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush nga ba?</title><content type='html'>Uso pa ba ang magkacrush ngayon? Sa edad at estado ng buhay ko ngayon, magkakacrush pa ba ako? actually, nde ko sure kung crush nga un. basta medyo like ko lng sya. hehe&lt;br /&gt;ooooopps! nakakaintriga ba? sikreto ko na lng kung sino un. kahit kulitin mo ko dad, no way kong irereveal kung sino un. haha! peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112668801923300584?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112668801923300584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112668801923300584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668801923300584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668801923300584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/crush-nga-ba.html' title='Crush nga ba?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112668772756706347</id><published>2005-09-14T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:48:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team 4</title><content type='html'>katatapos lng ng meeting namin kaning umaga. finally nalaman ko na din kung saang group ako kabilang. tama ang hinala ko na sa govt agency ako iaassign.  nung time na iniisip ko pa lng na mukhang doon nga ako, super deny talga ako. kc ibig sabihin non, doon ako mag-ooffice. d kc maganda ung office namin doon compared sa makati. mawawalan ako ng unlimited supply ng coffee. bwehehe. pero napag-isip-isip ko din, ok din naman don. kc madalas walng pasok sa gobyerno, ibig sabihin wla din kming pasok. haha! i'll have more time for my family.&lt;br /&gt;at isa pa, naeexercise ako don sa kalalakad. layo kc ng nilalakad pagpunta at pag-uwi. bukod pa na magkahiwalay na bldg ung office namin sa data center nila. so kung may trabaho, pabalipat-lipat kmi ng mga bldgs. at least d2 libre workout. medyo tumataba na rin kasi ako eh. =)&lt;br /&gt;tunog sour graping ba? nde naman cguro. nalulungkot lng akong isipin na d ako sa makati mag-oofice. d ko na makakabond ung mga girls don. pero ganon talaga, ito ang trabaho ko eh. honestly natutuwa ako sa trabaho ko ngayon. nakikita ko ang development ng career ko. mukhang tuluyang iniwan ko na ang programming. after a year or so, nakikita ko na ang sarili kong sa ibang company preferrably sa ibang bansa. &lt;br /&gt;you go ghurl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112668772756706347?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112668772756706347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112668772756706347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668772756706347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668772756706347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/team-4.html' title='Team 4'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112668611614229011</id><published>2005-09-14T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:21:56.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solaris Zones/Container Expert daw?!</title><content type='html'>haha! natutuwa naman ako d2 sa boss ko at mga katrabaho ko. Tinatawag nilang akong Solaris Zones/Container expert. Bago kc sa solaris ang zone technology. Sa Solaris 10 lng merong zones at since trained ako sa sol10, sa akin inassign ni sir ang zoning. &lt;br /&gt;kanina nagpunta na kmi isa naming client. inimport ako nung isang team para magconfigure ng zone. ansaya kasi successful naman ang ginawa ko. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112668611614229011?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112668611614229011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112668611614229011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668611614229011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668611614229011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/solaris-zonescontainer-expert-daw.html' title='Solaris Zones/Container Expert daw?!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112668578954432937</id><published>2005-09-14T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T16:16:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New / Old Hairdo</title><content type='html'>Got a new hairdo. Actually balik lang ako sa dati kong gupit. Im one of the boys na, hehe. Akala ko mapapahaba ko na ulit ang buhok ko. Uso ang long black hair ngayon pero di kinaya ng powers ko ang tumatagal na morning routines ko everyday.  Di pdeng mawala ang conditioner, kailangang maghair blower, at makailang beses na brush ng buhok bago pumasok sa office. Very time consuming talaga! Then one day bigla ko na lng naisip na enough na paghihirap ko. Magpapagupit na ulit ako, balik sa nakagawian kong hairdo, yung maiikli. Now, I really like my hair. It's wash and wear na. Feeling ko pa mas maganda ako ngayon. ahihihi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112668578954432937?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112668578954432937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112668578954432937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668578954432937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112668578954432937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-old-hairdo.html' title='New / Old Hairdo'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112651494851552397</id><published>2005-09-12T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T16:49:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUN JAVA COURSES - after office hours</title><content type='html'>Hi guys! Bka lang interesado kyo. Currently, we are offering Sun Java Courses after office hours. Ngayon lng nangyari ito at hanggang Dec '05 lng ang schedule. Hmm.. maganda din ang naisip ng Sunphil dahil atleast ung mga employees ay pdeng magtrain after office hours or saturday ng Java, then eventually pde na rin silang magtake ng certification. Pantaas din ng career value un, da bah?&lt;br /&gt;Kung interesado po comment lng po para maassist ko kyo sa pagreregister. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ito nga pala ung schedules:&lt;br /&gt;Fundamentals of Sun Java Programming (SL210)&lt;br /&gt;     No. Of Days: 5 days&lt;br /&gt;     Training Cost: P20,500&lt;br /&gt;     Weekdays&lt;br /&gt;     Time: 5:00 to 9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;     Schedules: Sept 5-9 | Sept 12-16 | Oct 3-7 | Oct 10-14 | Nov 7-11 | Nov 14-18&lt;br /&gt;     Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;     Time: 9:00am to 6:00pm or 8:00am to 5:00pm&lt;br /&gt;     Schedules: Sept 3,10,17,24,Oct 1 | Nov 12,19,26,Dec 3,10&lt;br /&gt;Sun Java Programming (SL275)&lt;br /&gt;     No. Of Days: 5 days&lt;br /&gt;     Training Cost: P25,500&lt;br /&gt;     Weekdays&lt;br /&gt;     Time: 5:00 to 9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;     Schedules: Sept 19-23 | Sept 26-30 | Oct 17-21 | Oct 24-28 | Dec 5-9 | Dec 12-16&lt;br /&gt;     Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;     Time: 9:00am to 6:00pm or 8:00am to 5:00pm&lt;br /&gt;     Schedules: Oct 8,15,22,29, Nov 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other programs available every Saturday are as follows: &lt;br /&gt;OO Application Analysis and Design Using UML&lt;br /&gt;Sun Java Programming Workshop&lt;br /&gt;Web Component Development&lt;br /&gt;Developing Mobile Phone Applications with J2ME Technology&lt;br /&gt;Developing J2EE Compliant Applications&lt;br /&gt;Architecting and Designing J2EE Applications&lt;br /&gt;For more details just post a comment. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112651494851552397?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112651494851552397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112651494851552397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112651494851552397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112651494851552397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/sun-java-courses-after-office-hours_12.html' title='SUN JAVA COURSES - after office hours'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112590813068661697</id><published>2005-09-05T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T16:15:30.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakit Kalimot</title><content type='html'>hindi ko ubod maintidihan kung bakit napakabilis kong makalimot. nde pa naman ako ganong katanda para maging malilimutin. 26 pa lang naman ako at dapat active pa ang brain ko sa paghahanap ng mga impormasyon. una naisip ko dahil lng ito sa anaesthesia nung nanganak ako. pero naman anong petsa na at bakit malilimutin pa rin ako? magddalawang taon na ang anak ko, wag nyong sabihing epekto pa rin ng anaesthesia ito. arrgh...&lt;br /&gt;maraming tuloy akong sinisisi kung bakit humihina ang aking memorya. isa na dito ang pagiging malabo ng mata ko. ang pagkakaalam ko kc malaking tulong sa mabilis na pagmememorya ng isang bagay ay kung ito ay makikita mo o maririnig. and since si labo mata ako, hirap akong maaninag ang mga bagay bagay. near sighted po ako. inshort, kung ano lng ang mga malalapit sa kin ung lng ang maliwanag na nakikita ko, the rest blurred na. nakailang salamin na nga ba ako? d ko na matandaan. nakapagtry na din ako ng contact lens, kaya lng suko ako sa tagal kong maglagay sa mata. imagine, dutdutin mo daw ba mata mo para lng mailagay ung salamin na yon? tapos madalas pa natutuyuan kaya nagiging antukin tuloy ako sa trabaho. hayyy... dahil sa pagiging malabo ang mata, nababawasan ang aking kaalaman lalo na't involved ang mga impormasyon nakukuha lamang sa paningin.&lt;br /&gt;palaisip akong tao. kaya madalas pag may problema kahit hanggang saan ako magpunta, iniisip ko pa rin sya. minsan, napag-isipan kong magpractice na d muna ako mag-isip. i wanted to clear my mind. hmm... feeling ko successful naman ako. kaya lng mukhang nagustuhan ng utak ko ung ginawa ko kya minsan ayaw na nyang tumanggap kahit anong pilit ko. ehehe &lt;br /&gt;bilang solusyon bumili ako nga gamot, glutaphos. subok ko na ito nung college pa ako. promise! naipasa ko ung isang exam namin dahil d2. nawa talga magamot ako nito. &lt;br /&gt;bakit ko ba biglang naisip tong topic na to? kc ang minus namin d2 sa ofc, nalimutan namin ung gagawin namin dapat nung friday. tumawag na ung boss namin d2 (buti d ako ang nakasagot, hehe) at tinanong kung bakit d namin nagawa ung binilin nya last week. ang sinagot na kasama ko nde hinabilin nung isa naming kasama na absent ngayon. hirap din maging absent eh. syo sinisisi ang mga pagkakamali ng iba. d ka naman makapagreact kc wla ka nga d2. well that's life. nde naman ako  dapat maging guilty kc d naman ako ang nagsabi pero alam ko ksalanan talga namin. mamya balak kong bumili ng organizer para maisulat na lahat ng schedules ko. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112590813068661697?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112590813068661697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112590813068661697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112590813068661697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112590813068661697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/sakit-kalimot.html' title='Sakit Kalimot'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112557425768429714</id><published>2005-09-01T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T19:38:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Ghurl</title><content type='html'>Mom..pls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010093.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cousins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010100.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010094.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/15e3b7bf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp; Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 182px; HEIGHT: 247px"  src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/c97fc60d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112557425768429714?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112557425768429714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112557425768429714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112557425768429714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112557425768429714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/ashley-ghurl.html' title='Ashley Ghurl'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112557385183153201</id><published>2005-09-01T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T19:34:28.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Tour Pictures</title><content type='html'>Going to Sentosa via Cable Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010011.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Water World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010074.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/P1010016.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112557385183153201?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112557385183153201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112557385183153201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112557385183153201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112557385183153201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/09/sentosa-tour-pictures.html' title='Sentosa Tour Pictures'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112536602218385815</id><published>2005-08-30T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T09:40:22.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim Lim Square</title><content type='html'>Still in search for the digicam, I and my friend went to Sim Lim Square as referred by his former instructor/co-employee, Ken.  Ken said it would be better to know the digicam model first before we go to Sim Lim Square.  Since I know particularly which model I am looking for so there no problem with that.  We were just eager to go to Sim Lim thinking that we could get the same digicam model for a lower price compared to Lucky Plaza's lowest bid so far of $200.&lt;br /&gt;Then our search begins...&lt;br /&gt;The first store that we asked offered that digicam for $230. Then I said that the other store gives it to me for $165. So he agreed to give to me for $150. But he surprising get another digicam model and convinced me to buy it instead of Olympus. Oh my! same story again! Since I was now familiar with this tactics, I said "Thanks but I really want the Olympus". Then he said, "ok. but we have no stock for now. just for this one." Arrrrggh!  So we went out.&lt;br /&gt;The succeeding stores that we asked even bargained the digicam for $100 and $80 but we still have to come back after 2 hours or tomorrow. And ofcourse never they  won't forget to insist their old digicam models to be bought instead. We were both getting pissed off by the way they're fooling us. What's their problem? Can't they just give us their best real price for that digicam model so we won't be confused to how much lower that digital camera could be. There even this one store which refuses to test the digicam in the condition that we're gonna buy it.  But what if I dnt like it? Can't I say no? The funny part was when I asked if that digicam has zooming function, he said "Yes yes. I'll show it to you". Then suddenly the system hanged. Haha! Quite ashamed, he changed the topic and restarted the camera. And he still insisted to buy that "very durable" camera. The owner gave us a hard time to go out of his store but I managed to be franked to him and we went out.&lt;br /&gt;Having an idea of their foolishness, we started asking if they still have stock of Olympus XX model prior to asking the price so they won't tell us they have no more stock after giving their bargain price. Still very clever, they would say "You just get the displayed item without the box, usb, softwares, etc". YOU ARE ALL SO IMPOSSIBLE! Grrrr!&lt;br /&gt;We finally gave up and went home empty handed. It's not our loss. It's theirs. The day next I went to Luck Plaza and bought the Olympus XX model for $190 only with the complete set!&lt;br /&gt;Just a piece of advice: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp &amp;nbsp NEVER EVER GO TO SIM LIM SQUARE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112536602218385815?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112536602218385815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112536602218385815' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112536602218385815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112536602218385815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/sim-lim-square.html' title='Sim Lim Square'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112530486448042550</id><published>2005-08-29T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:43:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beware! - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Hey folks! If you're planning to go to singapore I suggest you read my blog first to get you aware of their foolishness.&lt;br /&gt;No offense to other locals because I'm only pertaining to sg store owners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st Encounter: It was tuesday night when i decided to have a walk along Orchard Road and buy this pink blouse displayed in Urban Warehouse. Then suddenly I saw this electronic store beside UH with the signage that says &lt;br /&gt;       "Today only &lt;br /&gt;        Lowest price in town&lt;br /&gt;        Digital Camera"&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm planning to buy digicam I went to this store.Below was our conversation&lt;br /&gt;Akira: How much is your Olympus XX model Digicam?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: $200 sg dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: (Hmmm...just the same with the other stores in Lucky Plaza. It's not really on sale) &lt;br /&gt;       Is that the best price that you can give me?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Yes, yes. This is already cheap. Look. (Points to the signage)&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Ok then. I'll just come back.&lt;br /&gt;Owner: OK! If you come back I'll give it to you for $165!&lt;br /&gt;Akira: (quite surprised) Really? Are you sure? $165?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Yes. That is if you come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Unfortunately I didn't bring enough money that time so I go back to my room and get the money.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Hi! I'm back. I'll buy it.&lt;br /&gt;Owner: For whom is this camera?&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Mine.&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Oic, so this will be for yourself. Why buy this model? Here. This one is far more better than that, Kodak Digicam. Olympus XX is already an old model. If you'll buying a personal camera you better invest for it. Here, take a look. Blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Inshort, he's convincing me to buy the kodak model instead of the Olympus. He even say bad things abt it. Since I have no idea how much the kodak digicam is, i said:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Ok..ok.. Is it ok to come back again? Because I still have ask for that model to the other stores. &lt;br /&gt;Owner: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Surprisingly, all the stores that I asked said that they have no kodak model in stock. Wondering why, I asked the last store:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Why don't you have this kodak model?&lt;br /&gt;Owner2: Oh, it's really an old model. &lt;br /&gt;Akira: (hmm..i smell something fishy..) Really? Which is a newer model? Kodak or Olympus?&lt;br /&gt;Owner2: Olympus is newer. Kodak model is already obsolete. Nobody is selling that nowadays. You must buy Olympus, this camera is really good.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Oic. Ok thanks anyways. I'll just come back. (joke joke joke, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So that means that old guy is just fooling me around. He wants me to buy his old stocked kodak camera over Olympus. He even priced it a little higher compared to Olympus. whattah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Hey, I'll buy it anyways. (referring to Olympus).&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Ok. You wait. Because I still have a customer.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Why still wait when I'm just about to buy it already?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Sorry. You wait first.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: (Saw his friend coming) blah blah blah "Kausapin mo muna ito sa labas." (i think)&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Excuse me. You have to wait outside because he's still talking to a customer.&lt;br /&gt;Akira:  What? Can't I just wait here? Or why dont you assist me to buy that camera. Are you his assistant?&lt;br /&gt;Friend: No no. Im not his assistant. Im in this fabric store beside it. I sell fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: (talga lng ha!)Ok. &lt;br /&gt;Friend: Why dont you tour around or go back to your hotel and just come back at 10pm instead of waiting here.&lt;br /&gt;Akira: No thanks. I'll just wait.&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Ok.&lt;br /&gt;(After XX minutes)&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Hey, Aren't you selling me the digicam? Because I've been waiting here for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Ok. Lets just wait for my assistant. (referring to his friend)&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Ooook. Why do we have to wait for your assistant? I thought you're the owner?&lt;br /&gt;Owner: Ok. you're really buying the digicam? If you buy that you still have to buy it's softwares, usb port,etc. tak..tak..tak..(calculator) It's gonna be $230!&lt;br /&gt;Akira: Whaat! You're so impossible. You made me come back for 3 times and made me wait for how many minutes, then only to find out you're not giving me that camera?! You're soooo impossible! What's the name again of your store? (as if planning to report it to the police)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm not really expecting him to give me the camera. I just want to have a conversation with him so it can be heard by his customers so they'll know that he's a liar. hehe. After my piece, I really feel that they are starting to doubt him. Unfortunate thou that they agreed to buy the video cam already. But you know what? Their credit cards are not working. Even if they tried it with the other banks. The owner even called the bank about it. Karma! That's what you call karma! Har har har! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back to the hotel, I reported the incident to the hotel manager so as to inform them and hoping that they'll do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112530486448042550?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112530486448042550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112530486448042550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112530486448042550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112530486448042550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/beware-part-1.html' title='Beware! - Part 1'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112495060811781356</id><published>2005-08-25T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:16:48.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming soon...</title><content type='html'>...so far im not liking singaporeans. want to know why?  wait 'till i come back next week.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112495060811781356?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112495060811781356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112495060811781356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112495060811781356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112495060811781356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/coming-soon.html' title='coming soon...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112426157369065979</id><published>2005-08-17T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T14:52:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As a Cook</title><content type='html'>There's a saying that the best way to a man's heart is through his stomach.  This saying is not that true for me. In my case kc I just discovered that I'm a good cook pala after I and hubby got married.  Si hubby kc patay na patay na sakin yan (wag tatanggi! hehe) bago pa man nya madiskubre na magaling pala akong magluto. At syempre nag-apply lang ang sayings na yan after nyang matikman ang mga lutuin ko.  I believe that the best way to express your love to your family is to feed them good, delicious and healthy food.  I got it from my mom I'm sure.  &lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we were in my in-laws. Since it's my hubby's bday (Happy Birthday Dad! Muah!), we planned to cook for them instead of treating them outside (mas makakamura kc eheheh). Kidding aside, it's simply because honestly we dont know where to treat them.  Wla na kming maisip na restaurant na di pa nila nakakainan. So the best idea we think was just to cook carbonara ala noreena espesyal sa kanila. And they loved it (but ofcourse!). Actually, Saturday pa lng natuwa na sila sa mga hinahanda ko sa kanila. I served them ginataang langka with daing for lunch, and menudo for dinner.  I heard papa telling my husband that night "Sarap nung ginataang langka ni noreen. Nanginginig na nga ko sa gutom eh. Ngayon lang kc kmi nakakatikim ng mga ganon pag nand2 kyo." Palakpak ang tenga ko, grabe! Ansaya talaga ng feeling pag may nasasarapan sa mga lutuin mo.  Appreciation is indeed enough to suffice your effort in cooking the dishes. Yes, they were just simple dishes but for them I tastes more delicous compared to resto's. (wag nang kumontra, ok?hehe)&lt;br /&gt;Ey, I think mas applicable sakin kung babaguhin ko ung sayings na ito to:&lt;br /&gt;      "The best way to your in-laws heart is through their stomach." ahihihi ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112426157369065979?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112426157369065979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112426157369065979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112426157369065979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112426157369065979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-cook.html' title='As a Cook'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112415141536316574</id><published>2005-08-16T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T14:05:08.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RX Entry</title><content type='html'>It's my and my husband's habit to listen to Rx's Morning Rush every morning on our way to office.  As soon as I got into the car I've heard that their Top 10 topic is "Things you shouldn't do simultaneously". A recycled thought popped into my head which I've just read from &lt;a href="http://marhgil.blogspot.com/2005/08/business-banggaan-recycled.html"&gt;Marhgil's blog&lt;/a&gt;. "Don't think while your mouth is open." I asked Marhgil's permission to use his thought to send it Rx as an entry.  I texted Rx hoping that Chico will choose my entry out of many listeners actively participating in their daily Top 10. Then when I was one stoplight before where I'll drop off, I've heard Chico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And from Kukote...'Thinking and leaving your mouth open'. Try to look at yourself on the mirror and you'll definitely look stupid.' &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooa! It was chosen! I was very surprised and excited then as if I won a prize.  Not just it was mentioned in the Top 10 but they also discussed and made fun of it in the radio.  &lt;br /&gt;You go kukote!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112415141536316574?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112415141536316574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112415141536316574' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112415141536316574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112415141536316574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/rx-entry.html' title='RX Entry'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112365010904391981</id><published>2005-08-10T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T16:48:05.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace Adriano's Controversial Blog Entry</title><content type='html'>This post was already deleted by the author. To read some of her remaining entries, here is her &lt;a href="http://pamperedprincess.multiply.com/"&gt;blogsite&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;FYI. Grace is Rosana Roces' daughter. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Just the two of us will know the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I start with this one??? F*%*ked up...so depressed, good thing I have Gab to put a smile on my face kahit papaano even though I can’t accept the fact that I’m a MOTHER na well maybe it’s not the right time pa...can’t face the reality pa...but I love Gab so much... dapat name n’yan JOSHUA STEPHEN ha ha ha astig sana...para walang gulo JOSE GABRIEL na lang…haii...sana maintindihan n’yo pinagsasabi ko right now...pero ako at isang tao lang ang makakaalam at makakaintindi no’n ng mga pinagsusulat ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Stephen, what a cute name!!! Dude ang hirap mag isip ng wasted...hanggang kailan ko kaya toh itatago??? Habang buhay?? Dude, mahirap ‘yun, ah? Paano kaya pag nabasa niya toh?? Matandaan n’ya pa kaya?? Ano kaya reaksyon niya?? Hmmm nevermind!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano ko sasabihin sa taong ‘yun na sa kaniya ‘yun??? Ano kaya reaksyon niya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Yey!!&lt;br /&gt;   2. T*^&amp;%na naman dude hinde kaya!!! Basta ganu’n na ‘yun at salamat dahil meron kumuha...yeah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112365010904391981?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112365010904391981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112365010904391981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112365010904391981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112365010904391981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/grace-adrianos-controversial-blog.html' title='Grace Adriano&apos;s Controversial Blog Entry'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112347797895223843</id><published>2005-08-08T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T17:27:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunphil's Kick Off Party</title><content type='html'>Just came back from boracay.  We had a kick off party in Boracay from August 4 to 6 and we stayed in &lt;a href="http://www.travelsmart.net/ph/resorts/Boracay/Sea_Wind/"&gt;Seawind Resort&lt;/a&gt;. The weather was not that good but we still enjoyed it anyhow. Below are some of the pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;At the airport...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/bora2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seawind Resort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width=450 src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/bora1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/28adee1e.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/bora6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/51a91324.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banana Boat Ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/7f185406.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/bora7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112347797895223843?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112347797895223843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112347797895223843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112347797895223843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112347797895223843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/sunphils-kick-off-party.html' title='Sunphil&apos;s Kick Off Party'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112305594514211718</id><published>2005-08-03T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T16:08:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elite CoEs</title><content type='html'>Bunga ng pagkainggit ko sa recent blog ni Benjo, naisipan ko din ipost at ipakilala sa inyo ang mga tropa ko nung college. Nagsimula sa 3,7 hanggang naging 17 kami lahat. Ang tawag sa grupo namin ay Elite CoEs dahil nsa tropa namin ang mga cream of the crop ng CoE Batch '96 ng Mapua. naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/porma.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Posing in Lake Caliraya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/tabingilognanaman.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Original Tabing Ilog Cast"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112305594514211718?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112305594514211718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112305594514211718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112305594514211718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112305594514211718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/elite-coes.html' title='Elite CoEs'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112305443662912936</id><published>2005-08-03T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:33:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Training at Certification Part 1</title><content type='html'>Katatapos lang ng training namin sa Solaris 10 Sys Admin 1. One week din akong nagtraining at ngayon busy naman sa karereview at kakamemorize ng mga commands, file system, etc.&lt;br /&gt;We are expected to take (and ofcourse pass) the certification exam after the training. Kaya medyo seryoso muna ako sa pag-aaral ngayon. Actually, this is not my first time to take a certification exam kc nakapasa na ako sa Solaris 8 Sys Admin 1. Medyo kabado lang ako kc dami pinagbago at dinagdag sa Solaris 10. Dagdag pa na kulang kami sa resouces na pdeng reviewhin.  Ako at ang kasama ko ang first batch na magpapacertify sa Solaris 10 kaya wala din kaming matanungan ng mga questions na pdeng lumitaw sa exam.&lt;br /&gt;Kabado man ako pero nacha-challenge din ako. May kailangan kc akong patunayan, nde lang sa sarili ko,kundi maging sa mga kasama ko sa trabaho. Kc may nakarating saking "tsismis" na medyo qinuestion ng mga engineers don ang paghihire nila ng babae sa mission critical. bakit ba lagi na lng issue ang pagkababae sa pag-aapply ng trabaho? unang tanong nga agad nila sakin nung first interview ko "alam mo ba ang inaapplyan mo d2 sa sunphil? kaya mo bang magbuhat ng mga servers kung sakali? 24/7 ang trabaho d2, kakayanin mo ba yun? ok lng ba syo un kc kung hindi, hindi ko na itutuloy ang interview ko sayo." Whattah! sumatutal, hinire pa din nila ako. Taruush! Oo lahat ang sagot ko sa tanong except syempre sa kung kaya kong magbuhat ng servers. Nde naman kc ako si Darna para kayanin ung mga un noh. Buti nang maging honest kaysa magpa-elib eh d naman tototo. hehehe. Nung hinahatid na ko ng technical head na naginterview sakin (na boss ko ngayon), nagcomment ako "bakit ba lagi na lng nagiging issue ang pagiging babae sa trabaho? kc nung nag-apply ako sa diavox, qinuestion din nila ang pagiging ina ko na. ngayon naman dahil sa isa akong girlalu?" at eto ang mabigat..."kung sa diavox nga tinanggap ako kahit ganon, sa Sun pa kaya?" nde ko alam kung bakit ko nasabi un? ano nga ba gusto kong palabasin sa sinabi kong un? hehe. icompare daw ba ang Diavox sa Sun Micro. hello? Sun Micro kaya itong inaapplayan ko? Nde naman kc sa nagmamayabang ako sa statement ko na yon. Ang gusto ko lng naman iemphasize ay wlang di kayang gawin ang mga babae na kayang gawin ng mga lalake. Kahit pa na isa na itong ina. Mabuhay ang mga kababaihan! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112305443662912936?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112305443662912936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112305443662912936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112305443662912936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112305443662912936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/training-at-certification-part-1.html' title='Training at Certification Part 1'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112288574356312928</id><published>2005-08-01T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T09:38:08.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defragging Mode</title><content type='html'>Pressured, challenged, determined and excited.&lt;br /&gt;These are what I'm feeling now.  I've been taking up Solaris 10 System Administration 1 training since last week. And I'll be taking the certification after that. I need to study very hard and memorize a lot of commands, file systems and everything about Solaris Sys Admin 1.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have time to write blogs nowadays or even any good ideas to write since my brain is too occupied with Solaris thingie. If you open my brain you'll see this...&lt;br /&gt;      #input &lt;solaris10-SysAd1&gt; /my_brain&lt;br /&gt;       Not enough brain space. Please start to defrag your system.&lt;br /&gt;      #defrag /my_brain&lt;br /&gt;       Wait. This may take a while...&lt;br /&gt;       100% Completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first from the three trainings and certifications that I'll be taking up for six months of being probationary. The results of the exam determine my regularization in this company. Which I haven't experienced for my whole career life. But I was never jobless&lt;br /&gt;Would you be surprised if I tell you that I've never been regularized in my whole career life? Though I'd never experience being jobless. As soon as I graduated I was immediately employed in Mapua. Then, before I resigned in Mapua, there's already a job waiting for me the day before my resignation takes effect. Same thing happened when I transferred here in SUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112288574356312928?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112288574356312928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112288574356312928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112288574356312928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112288574356312928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/08/pressured-challenged-determined-and.html' title='Defragging Mode'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112202031660116198</id><published>2005-07-22T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T16:18:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whapack!</title><content type='html'>Minsan isang gabi naghaharutan sina daddy, mommy at baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;laro...laro..laro...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;...Whapack!!! &lt;br /&gt;&gt;pinompyang ni baby si daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;quick pause. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;si daddy nag-iyak-iyakan sabay sumbong kay mommy... "huhu Moommmy, si baby sinampal si daddy.. huhuhu"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;si mommy pinagalitan si baby... "Bad! blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;....Whapack!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;another quick pause.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;"huhu Daaaddy, si baby sinampal din si mommy. huhuhu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ladys and gentlemen, the winner is...&lt;br /&gt;              Ashley by two knockouts! Bwahaha!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112202031660116198?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112202031660116198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112202031660116198' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112202031660116198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112202031660116198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/whapack.html' title='Whapack!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112166621698824922</id><published>2005-07-18T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T17:28:40.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Assignment</title><content type='html'>For the second time, I got a field assignment in a government agency somewhere in Quezon City.  The first time I went here, I ended up with back pains and a head ache. Why? Because 'visiting' engineers have really no place or cubicle to stay at.  We just grab a chair and position ourselves wherever we want. What I got last time was a chair with no backrest. Since we have nothing to do yet, I have to sit on that chair for almost a day and just surf the net. I tried to stand and walk once in a while but I still spent longer hours sitting on that "handicapped" chair.&lt;br /&gt;And worst, I was assigned again in this agency for one week! Yes, you read it right. I have to bring my office here for a week. And even worst, I am sitting again on the same handicapped chair. Oh no... Hello osteoporosis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112166621698824922?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112166621698824922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112166621698824922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112166621698824922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112166621698824922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/field-assignment.html' title='Field Assignment'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112142319825554948</id><published>2005-07-15T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T13:36:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rally! Rally! Rally!</title><content type='html'>Ano na nga ba nangyari sa rally ng oposisyon nung wednesday? Mukhang parang nauwi lang sa wala.  Konti lng naman ang taong dumalo sa tingin ko. Anluwag ng ayala eh. Dumami lng nang magsimula na ang programa. Pero malayo sa dami ng taong dumalo sa Edsa I &amp; II. Karamihan pa sa mga taong nandon ay ung mga bayarang rallyista. Need a proof here's the picture of the cash coupon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/CashCoupon.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino ba naman ang hindi maeenganyong dumalo sa rally. May P300 ka na, may libreng concert pa ng mga artista. hehe Ansaya saya noh?! &lt;br /&gt;Dahil rin sa rally marami ang nalate (pati ako!). Umaga pa lng sinara na nila ang ayala ave. kaya ang mga kawawang empleyado ay kay-aga-agang nagwalkathon sa kalsada. Marami ang naperwisyo. Marami ang naapektuhan. 8:30am ang time ko, dumating ako ng 9:30am, at uwian na ng 10:30am!Whaatah! Kung isa cguro ako sa mga naglakad nung umaga na yon, maiinis ako. Imagine, naglakad ka papuntang ofc, pagkatapos ng 1 oras ng pahinga, lalakad ka na naman pauwi? Nyeheheh... Kaya ako pinanindigan ko na lng na late ako. Di na ko sumama sa walkathon. Mabuti pang magstay n lng ako sa kotse at makinig ng Rx, masaya pa araw ko. Kahit naman kc maglakad ako, malalate pa rin naman ako. So okay lang. at saka lahat naman late eh. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Ano ano nga ba ang epekto ng rally nung wednesday? hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa rally...&lt;br /&gt;.....nagkaroon ng intant holiday&lt;br /&gt;.....marami ang pumayat dahil sa maagang forced walkathon&lt;br /&gt;.....nawalan ng traffic sa ayala (walang himala!)&lt;br /&gt;.....muling nagbabalik ang mga laos at talunang politiko&lt;br /&gt;.....may libreng concert. at dahil dyan&lt;br /&gt;.....nagkasideline ang mga artista&lt;br /&gt;.....nalugi ang mga mayayamang may-ari ng kumpanya, pero&lt;br /&gt;.....kumita naman ang mga mahihirap na kariton vendors (bilog ang mundo!)&lt;br /&gt;.....nagka-overtym pay ang mga metro aide sa paglilinis ng kalat ng mga rallyista&lt;br /&gt;.....nabawasan ang budget ng Makati dahil sa cash coupons&lt;br /&gt;kayo? ano naging epekto ng rally sa inyo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112142319825554948?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112142319825554948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112142319825554948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112142319825554948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112142319825554948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/rally-rally-rally.html' title='Rally! Rally! Rally!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112063427039875303</id><published>2005-07-06T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T15:17:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedeng magreact?</title><content type='html'>GMA - nakakahiya mang aminin pero binoto kita. hindi dahil sa ikaw ang karapatdapat at gusto kong maging presidente, dahil lng sa wla n nman ibang choice noh. puro bulok ang mga tumakbo sa pagkapresidente. pero since ikaw ang pinaka less bulok, less evil, less corrupt, less in height... bulok, evil,corrupt at pandak p rin.  d na naman bago ang dayaan sa eleksyon eh. kanya kanyang galing lng magtago ng baho yan. malas mo lng nawire tapped ka. and as if naman ang oposisyon d rin nandaya. oh come on! lahat ng pulitiko nandadaya. that's already given sa philippine politics.&lt;br /&gt;ok din ung ginawa mong pag-amin pero susme! sana naman d k n nag-emote sa tv. d ka naman artista para magdrama sa harap ng camera. just plainly admit it and say sorry. that's it. pero sabi nga ng iba, d sapat ang sorry sa mga kasalanang nagawa mo. pero come to think of it... kung magreresign sya or paalisin sa pwesto nya, sino papalit? &lt;br /&gt;si noli? oo, ayon sa batas dapat sya. pero hello? para lng din yang si fpj na walang karanasan sa pagpapalakad ng bansa. sumikat lng naman yan dahil sa MGB. eh host lng naman sya don. trabaho lng nya ang pumunta kung saan saan at ireport ang mga nangyayari sa paligid nya. but it doesn't mean na may concern sya sa lahat ng episode nya. para lng din yang artistang sumusunod sa lahat ng sabihin ng direktor nya para sa ikagaganda ng show. eng...reject! &lt;br /&gt;loren, ikaw naman. ang yaman mo ha. at nagbigay k p ng 4million pesosesoses para lng iparecount ung boto mo. hanep! dami mo milyones! partida ha katatapos lng eleksyon nyan at partial payment p lng pla yan. kumsabagay, pag nasa posisyon ka na mababawi mo din agad ung milyones mo. tubong lugaw pa. hehe. magkano ba ang sweldo ng bise at presidente? lam ko d klakihan ang sweldo ng mga yan. ang malaki ung mga 'under the table'. ingat lng at baka ma-Jose Velarde k rin. hehe&lt;br /&gt;sa mga rallyista. ano ba pinaglalaban nyo? akala ko ba ang concern nyo ay ang mapabuti ang bansang Pilipinas pero lam nyo ba na bawat rally nyo bumabagsak ang halaga ng piso? bumabagsak pa lalo ng ekonomiya? so anong sense ng ginagawa nyo? wala! mabuti pang magsibalik n lng kyo sa mga trabaho nyo, at ng maging mas kapakipakinabang pa kyo sa bansa. palagay nyo?&lt;br /&gt;sa totoo lng, wala nang magaganap na edsa revolution nyan. ano bang ipaglalaban ng pinoy sa edsa kung pupunta sila don? magrally para patalsikin si GMA? pagkatapos, sinong papalit? may magbabago ba? &lt;br /&gt;sa oposisyon. kung kayo kayo nga di nagkakaisa, asa pa kyong mapagkaisa ang Pilipinas. kung sa sarili nyong grupo di nyo maayos ang gulo, pano nyo pa makukuhang ayusin ang buong bansa?&lt;br /&gt;kung ako lng ang masusunod, gusto kong maging  pangulo si Bayani Fernando o si Dick Gordon.  Kitang kita naman sa mga municipalities nila kung gaano nila napaganda ang bayan nila d b? Ang isang munisipalidad ay para ring isang bansa. Kung nagawa nilang paunlarin ang mga bayan nila, mas malaki ang posibilidad na mapaganda din nila ang bansa natin. &lt;br /&gt;sa mga mayor na tumutuligsa kay BF, insecure lng kyo kc alam nyong effective talga si BF sa MMDA. Feeling nyo nasasapawan kyo ng kapangyarihan pero d b dapat kc kyo ang gumawa non at d siya? palibhasa kc nababawasan ang komisyon nyo sa pagkawala ng mga vendors sa bangketa.aminiiin!&lt;br /&gt;may nabasa nga pala ako at agree ako sa kanya. dapat ang may karapatan lng na bumoto ay ang mga taong nagbabayad ng buwis. dahil sila ang nagtatrabaho, sa knila nanggagaling ang pera ng gobyerno, so dapat lng na sila ang may karapatang mamili kung sino ang hahawak ng pera nila sa kapakanan ng bansa. kc nga naman puro masa mahihrap ang bida sa mga parties eh wla namang kontribusyon yan sa pilipinas kundi ang magparami ng anak at lalong maghirap. d naman nagbabayad ng buwis yang mga yan eh bat sila na lng lagi ang bida. kaming mga empleyadong nagttrabaho ang mga nga bayani ng bansa. kundi dahil samin wlang pera ang gobyerno. wla kyong perang kukurakutin. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Sa mga masang mahihirap, kung gusto nyong magkaroon ng mahalang puwang sa bansa, MAGTRABAHO KAYO!    hari't reyna kyo ng katamaran. no excuse ang walng pinag-aralan. marami naman tranbaho jan n d n nangangailangan ng utak. Instead na mag-anuhan kyo jan buong araw magdamag at mag-anak ng mag-anak, magtrabaho kayo! wla na nga kyong maipakain, nagdadagdag p kayo. responsibilidad nyo yan at hindi ng gobyerno. walang batas na nasusulat na pagsumobra ang anak, gobyerno ang sasagot. Hindi po tayo mayamang bansa. kasalanan nyo rin kung bakit kyo nasadlak sa kinalalagyan nyo at wag nyong sisihin ang gobyerno. dahil kung tutuusin nga wla namang pakinabang ang gobyerno sa inyo. hingi kyo ng hingi ng tulong sa gobyerno eh wla naman kyong maitulong d2. give and take lng yan. &lt;br /&gt;sensya na po. buwisit na buwisit na kc ako sa pinas. walang personalan, personal na opinyon lng.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112063427039875303?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112063427039875303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112063427039875303' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112063427039875303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112063427039875303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/pedeng-magreact.html' title='Pedeng magreact?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112052520211108679</id><published>2005-07-05T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:07:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Deep Impact Mission</title><content type='html'>Just read a news from Yahoo about a Deep Impact Mission of NASA.  The mission is to smash out a half-Manhattan sized comet in the space.  The success of this experiment is something we should rejoice about. Because this could possibly save us someday if we are threatened by a comet or a meteor that targets the earth as its landing object.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blasting of the comet is not visible on earth but can be seen through a telescope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/comet.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See more images of the impact &lt;a href="http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/deepimpact/multimedia/comet_images_collection_archive_1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112052520211108679?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112052520211108679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112052520211108679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112052520211108679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112052520211108679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/true-deep-impact-mission.html' title='True Deep Impact Mission'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112044782840921111</id><published>2005-07-04T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T11:34:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UFO found after Killer Tsunami</title><content type='html'>I wish I could see some pictures of this news.  I don't believe in UFOs but I got scared when I saw this news in the internet.  I told this to my friends and they don't believe me. The rescuers, while searching for the remains of the killer tsunami,found this UFO half burried on a certain beach.  They also found a dead woman who may be the subject of their experiments.  Until now, I dont know if I'm going to believe this or not. It's really scary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the details of the news...&lt;br /&gt;http://entertainment.tv.yahoo.com/entnews/wwn/20050124/110657880000.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112044782840921111?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112044782840921111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112044782840921111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112044782840921111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112044782840921111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/ufo-found-after-killer-tsunami.html' title='UFO found after Killer Tsunami'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-112043902322453094</id><published>2005-07-04T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:32:56.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Hair Day</title><content type='html'>It was my first day of work last friday and I got a bad hair day. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dry and flyaway hair. Arrgh... Sorry got no picture. Even If I have, I won't post it anyways. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused why this happened because I even had a hot oil treatment last Thursday night to look good on my first day. But still my hair sucked last friday! I did really want to rush to the parlor during the lunch break to get my hair done AGAIN. But our bosses treated us for lunch so I had to deal with my hair. huhuhu... ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-112043902322453094?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/112043902322453094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=112043902322453094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112043902322453094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/112043902322453094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/07/bad-hair-day.html' title='Bad Hair Day'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111923867893337685</id><published>2005-06-20T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T08:48:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Resigning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am resigning as systems engineer at Diavox today. I've already talked to bossing last friday abt my resignation and I've just submitted my resignation letter this morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be transferring to &lt;a href="http://www.sun.com/"&gt;SUN Microsystems &lt;/a&gt;starting July 1. I'll also be a system engineer under mission critical group. Our group is incharged with technical support to priority clients of SUN Micro like Smart, PLDT, Globe, etc. This is a 24/7 job, which made me hard to decide if I'll be willing to take away some of the precious time I have with my family. Furthermore, I'll be saying goodbye to my programming skills and focusing instead on Solaris administration. This is really a good break for me since I'll get a chance to be trained abroad and get certification afterwards. Not to mention I'll get higher salary and more benefits. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll miss my friends in Diavox. I really thank you all for treating me nice and for teaching me a lot of things with regards to programming. Don't worry I already had a replacement. I know you'll all be good to her. It's already proven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Again, a million thanks to you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111923867893337685?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111923867893337685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111923867893337685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111923867893337685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111923867893337685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-resigning.html' title='I&apos;m Resigning...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111896838225296881</id><published>2005-06-17T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T12:46:04.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Good..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is not a good week for me. I'm so depressed because of many problems I have right now. It's becoming pretty obvious because I get so sensitive that I can't argue anymore or defend myself even if it's not really my fault. And I can't understand myself why I can't hadle this situation wherein I've been into these many times. These negative feelings really eat me now. Arrgh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Given a chance I'd like to shout these off my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DID MINE SO JUST DO YOURS, OK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT MORE CAN YOU ASK FOR? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY IS THIS NOT ENOUGH?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM SCARED. HOPE IM WRONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111896838225296881?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111896838225296881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111896838225296881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111896838225296881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111896838225296881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-good.html' title='Not Good..'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111882594124738855</id><published>2005-06-15T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:32:59.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Workstation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Want to have a glimpse of my workstation?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/No.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my cubicle area. (Front)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/conference.jpg" width="203" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our mini-conference room. (Right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/pantry.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our mini-pantry. (Back-Left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 247px; HEIGHT: 182px" height="285" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b385/akiraposh/server.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our servers. (Back-Right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111882594124738855?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111882594124738855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111882594124738855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111882594124738855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111882594124738855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-workstation.html' title='My Workstation'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111872677775070581</id><published>2005-06-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T14:35:52.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakapagtataka lng na di ako nagblog tungkol sa bday ko. Kung ang mga ordinaryong araw nga sakin naisusulat ko, ung pang bday ko? Ayoko lng cgurong mamisunderstood ng iba. Pero gusto ko n din basagin ang 'pananahimik' ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things first.&lt;br /&gt;I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;Kasi first time kong mabati sa radio. Lalo na't sina Chico and Del pa ng RX during the Morning Rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;Natouched talaga ako sa parents and sister ko kc pinaghanda nila ako. Dami pagkain akala mo naman may mga bisita ako. We had carbonarra, toasted bread, cake at fried chix. I never asked them to do that for me. Sagot nila lahat mula sa pamimili, pagluluto at mga gastusin. Nagtry naman akong mag-abot ng pera pero wag n daw, blowout n daw nila sakin un. Ohhh... touched talga ako. Promise! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad things last.&lt;br /&gt;I was quite disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Since bday ko, nagblowout ako sa office. It was really a planned blowout so please sa mga taong involved masaya talga akong iblowout kyo. Wla ako regrets kahit pa medyo mas malaki sa budget ko ang nagastos ko. Please dont think n nagsisisi ako or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, bakit ako naging disappointed? Dahil nakuha pang hingin sa akin ni senora ang resibo ng blowout ko. Hindi naman ako bobita para d malaman kung para saan yun. Tama bng ipareimburse ung nagastos ko para kunwari gastos ng kumpanya?! Tsk tsk tsk…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disheartened.&lt;br /&gt;Tradition ng ng kumpanya namin na maglaan ng P500 para pangcelebrate sa mga nagbbday. Hindi ko n nga naalala un pero since ininsist ni bossing bumili kmi ng pansit at cassava. Umorder ako ng cassava kc si hindi kumakain ng pansit si bituin. Nung time n kainan na, nadismaya lng ako sa narinig ko kay bituin… “Oy ung cassava sa mga admin lng to ha.” Habang panay sabi ng “hmmm… sarap!”. Wla talaga ako o kming balak kumuha ng cassava kc talaga naman inorder ko yun para sa kanya, wag n lng cgurong masyadong obvious sa pagiging madamot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111872677775070581?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111872677775070581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111872677775070581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111872677775070581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111872677775070581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/birthday-thoughts.html' title='Birthday Thoughts'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111837258891154844</id><published>2005-06-10T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T11:03:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palipas Oras / Stress Reliver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A simple but entertaining flash game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;How long can you escape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.download.yahoo.com/ne/fu/dodge.html"&gt;http://uk.download.yahoo.com/ne/fu/dodge.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111837258891154844?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111837258891154844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111837258891154844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111837258891154844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111837258891154844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/palipas-oras-stress-reliver.html' title='Palipas Oras / Stress Reliver'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111828079657433128</id><published>2005-06-09T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T09:33:16.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RX Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just don't want to miss this thing on my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;CHICO GREETED ME ON MY BIRTHDAY DURING THE MORNING RUSH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chico greeted me happy birthday at exactly 8:01 AM during their show with Dela Mar and their guest DJ, Sarah.  I and my husband are avid listeners of Chico and Dela Mar.  We even went on their RX StickOn at Shell Buendia sometime last year. We were so star strucked then that we couldn't helped ourselves but to have a big smile on our faces while Chico and Dela Mar were sticking the RX sticker on our car.  We even asked them to have a photograph together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice to start my birthday with my idol greeting me on my special day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111828079657433128?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111828079657433128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111828079657433128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111828079657433128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111828079657433128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/rx-greetings.html' title='RX Greetings'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111821761697139970</id><published>2005-06-08T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:00:44.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Got Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Immmm soooooo greaaaat! Im so great! =) I've already finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albartus.com/motas/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MOTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;! Thanks to Michelle and Callie for being a good companion and for helping each others out. I hope there'll be more rooms to come. There are 13 levels in this game and each level is so amazing. Some levels are so easy, some are time consuming, but they are all challenging. Jan Albartus... you're such a genious artist. We want more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111821761697139970?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111821761697139970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111821761697139970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111821761697139970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111821761697139970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-finally-got-out.html' title='I Finally Got Out!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111819767915432532</id><published>2005-06-08T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:46:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Escape, MOTAS, RunScape</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since maaga kong natapos ung nakaschedule kong trabaho kahapon, naglaro n lng tuloy ako. As usual escape games na naman ang pinagkaabalahan ko. Dami ko n nga nalarong tulad nito eh. Pero ito na ngayon ang pinakapaborito ko sa lahat, ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albartus.com/motas/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;MOTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Nakakalibang talga 'to kc may different levels sya. So wlang 'katapusan' ung pagkakakulong mo. hehe Every level is very challenging. At ang maganda pa don may online chat pa with the other players. Kaya pdeng magtanong kung talgang lost k n sa current level mo. Daya noh? Pero ok lng kc marami pa naman levels kang tatakasan kya ok lng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May mga nakita din akong ibang escape games kya lng d ko gaanong nagustuhan. For example ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view.php?id=215251"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Escape: The Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Ginaya lng nito ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.fasco-csc.com/works/crimson/crimson_e.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crimson Room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;naiba lng sa mga items na hahanapin.  D rin 'to realistic!  Bakit? Try nyo n lng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isa pa ung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="www.fasco-csc.com/works/crimson/crimson_e.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;RunScape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; kya lng d ko p nata-try. Narinig ko lng din to sa pinsan ko. Maganda nga ata. D ko nga sure kung tulad rin ito ng mga nilalaro ko eh. Pero saka na pagnatapos ko na ung MOTAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111819767915432532?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111819767915432532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111819767915432532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111819767915432532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111819767915432532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/room-escape-motas-runscape.html' title='Room Escape, MOTAS, RunScape'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111813475498972590</id><published>2005-06-07T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T17:00:19.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Someone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss my friend... I miss to have a girl best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iba n talga kapag may kanya kanya n kyong buhay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tulad ko may asawa't anak n rin sya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakakalungkot lng anlayo layo nya ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni hindi ko p nga nakikita ung baby nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ay sya rin, d p rin nya nakikita baby ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Feeling ko naiiba ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kc pag girl ka, usually may kabuddy k tlgang babae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mapamarried man or single pa, magkabuddy-buddy p rin kyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unfortunate lng cguro kc ung bestfriend ko anlayo layo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hanggang texts n lng tuloy kmi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakakamiss din minsan ung girl talks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Though nasasabi ko naman sa asawa ko lahat ng nasa isip ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iba pa rin ang power ng girl talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iba pa rin kung same wavelength ang kausap mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Iba pa rin kung ang kasama mo ay ang best friend mong babae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May mga barkada naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Consisting of boys and girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dalawa p nga barkada ko eh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Elite CoEs, ang barkadahan ng angat na Mapua CoE Batch '96.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at ang IT Ohana, ang barkadahan ng mga superb faculty ng Mapua IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa barkadahan, nde naman lahat ng girls close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May kanya kanyang buddies p rin yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;At kung sino man un, dapat swak kyong pareho sa isa't isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Para lng din yang paghahanap ng boyfriend or asawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dapat magkasundo kyo, nagkakaintihan at dapat naroon ang concern sa isa't isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haay... nakakamiss ka naman friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sensya n kung nabibilaukan k man ngayon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naaalala lng kita....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Namimiss lng kita....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111813475498972590?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111813475498972590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111813475498972590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111813475498972590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111813475498972590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/missing-someone.html' title='Missing Someone...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111802999487504468</id><published>2005-06-06T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T11:53:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALE</title><content type='html'>Sa pagbabasa ko ng blogs sa friendster this day, nadiskubre ko n kilala ko pla ung drummer ng HALE band. Sila ung kumanta ng The Day You Said Goodbye.  Kabatch ko sya nung highschool, co-officer sa CAT at drummer namin sa cheering squad.  Eversince naman un n talaga hilig nya. Nice Omni! Go go go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111802999487504468?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111802999487504468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111802999487504468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111802999487504468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111802999487504468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/hale.html' title='HALE'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111802962251925534</id><published>2005-06-06T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T11:47:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talo or Panalo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kahapon nagpunta kmi sa St. Andrews para magBingo.  Binentahan kc kmi ang ate ko ng bingo tickets worth P100 which is good for 5 games. Since fund raising project un ng simbahan, tinangkilik n namin. Bumili kmi ng dalawa.  So umattend kmi kahapon.  Nakapuwesto kmi sa isang table n malapit n rin sa stage. Sa pagmamasid-masid, nakabuo tuloy ako ng mga players category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bingo Hasslers&lt;/strong&gt; - ung mga players na akala mo sa kalye lng nila nagbibingo.  Nakasuot ng dusters, or sando at short shorts, sigaw ng sigaw, bibit ang mga anak. Minus lng din tong mga ito ng dumating si Congressman.  Since nagdonate si congressman ng P2000 n pangraffle, tinawag ito ng mga emcee para magbigay lng ng maikling salita.  Naloka lng ako sa mga taong ito dahil nung naglalakad n si congressman papuntang stage, bigla b naman sumigaw ng "Wag na! Tuloy n ung laro! Matagal p yan eh! Magsisimba p kami!"  Ay sus! ano  b itong mga taong ito. D n makuhang tumahimik n lng eh nagdonate naman ito ng pera pangraffle. Hayy... bakit b mga taong ganito? Tuloy si congressman, ang nasabi n lng eh."D ko n po patatagalin ang salita ko at alam kong nagmamadali n din po kyong lahat. (hehe tinamaan nga sa sigaw) Goodluck n lng po sa inyon lhat. Nawa'y lhat kayo'y manalo sa binguhang ito. Slamat po!"  Feeling ko tuloy gusto n bawiin ni congressman ung dinonate nya. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SM Bingo Suki&lt;/strong&gt; - ito ang mga taong may bitbit n special bingo markers. Patunay n sila ay certified suki ng SM Bingo. hehe  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faculty Sponsors&lt;/strong&gt; - Ito ang grupo ng mga highschool teachers n isa sa mga primary sponsors ng Bingo.  Nakatuwa lng na karamihan sa mga raffle prizes ay sila lng din ang mga nag-uwi. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pamilya Bonanza&lt;/strong&gt; - tulad namin, hakot ang buong pamilya sa paglalaro ng bingo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elite Groups&lt;/strong&gt; - ito ung mga grupo ng mga mayayamang matatanda na mahilig umattend sa mga social events tulad nito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love Team&lt;/strong&gt; - ang mga magbboyfriends/girlfriends na nagdadate sa binguhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111802962251925534?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111802962251925534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111802962251925534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111802962251925534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111802962251925534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/06/talo-or-panalo.html' title='Talo or Panalo?'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111699470397693531</id><published>2005-05-25T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:18:23.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrap Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whew! It seems that I have no time to write blogs for a long time. I'm quite busy on my work for two weeks.  Now that I'm finished with my module, I demand a break.  I'm in my blogging mode right now.  I'll tell you what I've been into this past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 14 A.M.- We went to Island Cove.  My hubby had a plan that day to treat me and Ashley in Tagaytay as a post Mother's Day celebration. But I insisted to go to Island Cove instead because we've never been there. So it will be a new experience for us.  It took us around 45 mins to go there and it only cost us P300 for the entrance fee. The place is so nice that we planned to visit the place once in a while if we have nothing to do for weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 14 PM - We attended the "Sarang Krus" at the my parent's house.  This a closing celebration of SantaKruzan. There were parlor games and lots of food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 15 AM - My grandmother died because of breast cancer. We were all surprised for her sudden death.  All my relatives know that she had breast cancer.  And medical operation is no longer an option because it will only make her life shorter.  They know she'll die soon but not this soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 18 - My grandmother's funeral.  I never looked at her during her burial.  I intend not to see her dead. I only got the courage to see her for the last time after the funeral mass.  That's the only time I cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 21 - We went to my in-laws in Binan.  We do this every other week to let them see Ashley.  My in-laws requested to take good care of Ashley for a week since she has no yaya yet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 22 - We watched Star Wars Episode III.  The movie is so great! I'm a Star Wars fanatic. I actually have Star Wars Movie collection in my parent's house. I'm planning to bring them to our house and watch it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 24 AM -I just finished my HMP voice module. And here comes a new project assigned to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 24 PM - The cousin of my friend is one of the PMAers who died in the plane crash this Tuesday.  We are planning to go to his cousin's wake on Thursday.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May 24 PM - We went to Mister Kabab at QC to eact special chello kabab. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's it for now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111699470397693531?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111699470397693531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111699470397693531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111699470397693531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111699470397693531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/wrap-up.html' title='Wrap Up!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111631654975400305</id><published>2005-05-17T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T10:38:24.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Esep esep (Revised)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tagal ko din nag-isip kung lilipat ba ako ng cubicle o hinde. May nabakante kcng dalawa samin ngayon. Since hiring kmi, malamang sa mga bagong employee mapupunta ung mga bakante. So bago p man sila pumasok, klangan nakapagdecide n ako. Infairness, gusto ko n ung pwesto ko sa office. Pero nung naisip ko ung mga disadvantages ng cubicle ko, napalipat n din ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Una&lt;/strong&gt;. Nakatalikod ako sa cubicle area ng isa png company sa ofc. It is directly facing my cubicle kya kitang kita nila ako. Though I dont mind them na makita nila akong nagcocomputer,naglalaro (hehe), etc, EXCEPT sa kakikayan moves ko like magsuklay, magpowder, magsalamin, magpabango, maglotion,etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangalawa&lt;/strong&gt;. Then yung electric fan nila nsa likod ko, kaya parang itong exhaust fan na humihigop ng malamig ng hangin sa cubicle ko. ( Ineet tuloy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pangatlo&lt;/strong&gt;. Konting layo sa amoy ng sigarilyo. Pagnasa office kc ung boss ng kabila, laging 'tong nagssmoke. Whatah! Nakaaircon kya kmi. Nakakaubo tlga. Kya d gumaling galing ubo ko eh. Sa panahon ngayon, bawal magkasakit. Wla p naman akong sick leave, huhu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pang-apat&lt;/strong&gt;. Feeling ko laging may nakatingin sa kin... sino? ewan ko? Kayo kilala nyo? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111631654975400305?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111631654975400305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111631654975400305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111631654975400305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111631654975400305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/esep-esep-revised.html' title='Esep esep (Revised)'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111586545179247117</id><published>2005-05-12T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T10:37:31.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BINGO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ang haba ng araw ko kahapon... nakakapagod at ayoko ng maulit. pumasok tuloy ako sa office na medyo namamaga ang mata ko resulta ng mga pangyayari kahapon. gusto nyo malaman? narito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;maayos naman nagsimula ang araw ko. gising ng 7am, maliligo, magpapaalam kay ashley ghurl, pasok sa office, magtatrabaho at excited uuwi ng bahay para makita ang namiss kong anak.  just a typical day for me. pero alam nyo b na d2 p lng magsisimula ang nagpahaba ng araw ko? bigyan n kita ng clue, tungkol ito sa katulong namin. Kumbaga sa larong bingo, namumuro n sya sa akin.  Mapagpasensya kmi ng asawa ko, pero sa puntong ito lapit na akong mapuno talga.  Nag-usap kmi ng asawa ko habang pauwi sa sasakyan. nagkasundo kmi na we'll giving her one more chance na baguhin ung ugali nya this night. pero pag talgang ganon p rin sya, pasensyahan n lng at kailangan n nyang mag-empake ora mismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;pagdating namin sa bahay, walang sumalubong sa aming bata or kahit sya sa pintuan. alam kong malamang nasa mga nanay ko ang anak ko at alam ko ring nasa kwarto nya sya sa itaas ng bahay. kumatok ako, katok ako ng katok antagal nyang bumaba. Bakit antagal nya eh naririnig naman sa itaas ng bahay ang pagdating ng sasakyan?Bakit d sya bumaba agad at pagbuksan kmi ng pinto kung alam naman nyang sinarado nya un? HELLO? Pero cge, ok lng un, bka may rason naman sya. Paakyat n ng bubong ang asawa ko para katukin sya sa kwarto nya nang makita ko syang pababa na ng hagdan. Pagbukas ng pinto ang sumalubong sa min ay ang nakasimangot pa rin na Flor. Pagbukas ay sinabayan ng talikod papasok sa loob.  Sabi ko muna sa sarili ko "Ooook relax, be cool". Then tinanong ko sya. Ngumiti ako para naman makita nya good mood ako at deserve kong masagot in a good mood. "Nasan sina ashley". Nakatalikod p din, ang sagot nya "Nandon sa nanay mo". Mahina ang sagot nya lalo na't nakatalikod pa rin sya samin,d tumitingin at nakasimangot. Second chance nya... inulit ko tanong ko kunwari d ko naintindihan. "Ha? Nasan?". Ganon p din ang sya sumagot. Then sinabayan ng pag-akyat sa kwarto nya at nagdabog. BINGO! D ko n kaya to! Bastusan na sa sarili namin pamamahay! Napatingin ako sa asawa ko at sinabi ko ng malakas "Pigilan mo ko dad! Pigilan mo ko dad! Sumusobra n sya! Arrg..."  Nanginginig ako sa sobrang galit.  First move ko, nagpunta ako kna nanay para sabihin n palalayasin ko si Flor. Bakit ko pa kailangang gawin un? Kc sila nagrequest ng pagbigyan ko p muna sya after nung first week p lng nya sa amin ay inayawan ko na.  Kundi lng kna nanay wla n sya samin unang linggo pa lang. Kaya pinaalam ko lng n d ko na mapagbibigyan ang request nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second move ko, tinanong ko ung katulong ng kapitbahay namin kung may nababanggit b si flor sa kanya na dahilan ng pagsisimangot nya. Bakit ko naman ginawa to? Makakatulong ang malalaman ko sa paghaharap namin ni flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Third and Last Move, inakyat ko sya at kinomfronta. First time kong magalit ng ganito, nanginginig ako at umiiyak. I hate it! Bakit ako umiiyak? Iyakin kc ako, ok? Mataray, matapang pero iyakin. Anyways, ito ang naging usapan namin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; "Ano ba problema flor? Galit k b sa amin? Bakit ilang araw k nang nagsisimangot at nagdadabog?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flor: (Nakaupo, nakatalikod habang nagtutupi ng damit) "D ate, d ako galit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ako:  Eh bakit nakasimangot ka? Ilang araw k ng ganyan? Ano b problema mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flor: (Same posisyon) Wla ate. Akin n lng un. samin ng kapatid ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ako: Kung may problema ka sa inyo, wag mong dalhin d2! Naaapektuhan kmi! At d mo maaalis n isipin namin na sa amin ka galit! Dahil kmi ang pinakikitaan mo nga galit! Ano b ginawa namin? Ang ayos ayos namin syo. bakit k ganyan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flor: (Same posisyon) D ate, d ako galit. Ganito talga ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ako: D k ganyan flor! Ngayon k lng naging ganyan! Ayoko na. Pasensya n flor pero d ko n maipagkakatiwala syo si ashley. Kung galit k man sa min, baka pagbalingan mo anak ko. Pasensya na. Maempake ka na. Wla na kong magagawa pa syo. Pinakiusap k lng ng nanay sa kin.First week mo p lng, umayaw n ko sayo. Pero pinagbigyan lng kita dahil kna nanay. Tapos gaganituhin mo lng kmi ng kuya mo? Nakakabastos na kc eh. Pasensya na. Salamat na lang sa lahat. Mag-empake k na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Flor: (D natitinag at tuloy p rin sa ginagawa as if wlang narinig. Maya maya nagsalita) Hanggang byernes n lng ako ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ako: Nde! Hanggang ngayon k n lng. D ko n mapapayagan na dumito ka pa ng ganyan pa rin ang itsura mo. Mag-empake ka na. Pasensya n.  Ayoko na talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bumaba na ko. Dumiretso ng kusina at tinago ang mga kutsilyo. Bakit? Natatakot ako kay Flor. D sya nagsasalita ng dahilan ng pagsisimangot nya.  D nagbago aura nya khit napagsabihan ko na at natanong. Nag-iingat lng ako na baka pag bigla na lng syang sumabog ay maghanap ng kutsilyo.  Hayy... what a day. Hinintay ko syang bumaba dala ang mga damit nya. Weird kc kahit ng paalis n sya, ganon p din ang mukha nya. D mo alam kung anong tumatakbo sa utak nya that time. Kya alerto talga ako sa lhat ng pinupuntahan at ginagawa nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dahil nalabas ko n ang galit ko, medyo nahimasmasan n ako. Tinawag ko sya at pinaupo. Pasaway p rin kahit sa huli, d sumagot at tuloy lng sa pagliligpit ng gamit nya. Grrr! Tinawag ko ulit sya. Kinausap ng maayos at pinilit pinaintindi ang rason ng pagpapaalis namin sa kanya. Gusto ko lng kc na maayos pa rin kahit papano ang pag-alis nya sa amin. Pero parang wlang epekto. Ang reaksyon nya ay ganon p din, nakasimangot, d tumitingin sa akin, as if d natanggal sa trabaho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok that's it! Binigay n ng asawa ko ang sweldo nya at inabutan ko ng payong para gamitin nya pag-uwi. Malakas ang ulan non. Paglabas nya ang nasabi ko n lng "Cge, pasensya n ulit. Ingat n lng pauwi at salamat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;8:00 pm natapos ang drama sa bahay, oras naman para magsaya. buti n lng TAR7 final episode ngayon. may magshishift ng emotion namin. nanalo kc ung bet naming team. kaya masaya kmi. nanood kmi for 2 hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10:00 pm nagstart naman akong gumawa ng refrigerated cake. masaya n ko kya ok ng gumawa ng cake. kung ano daw kc ang feelings ng nagluto magrereflect un sa timpla ng niluluto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;12:00 mn oras n para magpahinga at matulog. andaming nangyari ngayong araw. kailangan ko ng magpahinga....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;End of Story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111586545179247117?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111586545179247117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111586545179247117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111586545179247117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111586545179247117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/bingo.html' title='BINGO!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111580013386723138</id><published>2005-05-11T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T16:28:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uchenna and Joyce Won TAR 7!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been waiting for this day to come so I immediately check CBS website to see who won TAR7. As soon as I got on their home page all I can say is "OH MY GOSH! I CANT BELIEVE IT! THEY WON!", then I got goose bumps all over me. Honestly I almost cried. You may found me crazy but I don’t care.  What I’m feeling right now is indescribable.  I'm exceptionally happy! So very happy to both Uchenna and Joyce. Please bear with me because what I'm feeling right now is overflowing that I couldn't help it but to write it all down here because I have no one to tell about this good news.  Guys here with me in the office don't watch TAR7. Anyways, back to the topic. Ever since I read U/J's reason of joining TAR7, I've been rooting them to win this race. Plus the fact that Joyce let her hair shaved. And I promise myself I won’t watch the final episode of TAR7 if Rob/Amber win this race. Anybody can do but not Rob/Amber!  But of course it'll be better or best if U/J wins, which what actually happened.  I even promised not to watch the next seasons of TAR.  So CBS should thank U/J because they still have me to support their shows. hehe. Imagine, if U/J did not win this race, they have won no single prize from CBS even when they were first a number of times to come to the pit stop?&lt;br /&gt;Back before this good news, I always imagine Lynn and Alex to walk out the pit stop if they see Rob/Amber finishing the race first.  Or maybe not only Lynn and Alex, it could be all of the teams waiting at the pit stop. Everybody hates Rob/Amber.  Not because I don’t believe U/J can win this race but based from the spoilers of TAR7, they always say that Rob/Amber won. Which proves them wrong! haha!&lt;br /&gt;If I could only see Uchenna and Joyce personally, I want to hug and congratulate them. I'm looking forward seeing them someday in the news with their own child.  Good luck has come to them ever since Joyce took the fast forward in India.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm very excited to see how Uchenna and Joyce crushed Rob and Amber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uchenna and Joyce Profile&lt;br /&gt;Uchenna &amp; Joyce are a married Team from Houston, Texas, who are going through an extremely challenging period in their lives. Both worked for now-bankrupt companies that experienced highly publicized accounting scandals: Uchenna worked for Enron and Joyce worked for WorldCom. Uchenna and Joyce’s primary motivation for participating in the Race is to regain some of the closeness they’ve lost during these trying times. Uchenna grew up in Los Angeles and now works as an energy broker in Houston. Uchenna and his wife have been through some challenging financial and emotional times as of late. After several failed attempts to get pregnant, they tried in-vitro fertilization, but it was unsuccessful. Uchenna describes himself as competitive and extroverted, and he enjoys basketball, scuba diving and horseback riding. Joyce was born in Mississippi and raised in San Diego, California. Following her own layoff from WorldCom, Joyce now works in sales in Houston. Joyce and Uchenna desperately want children, and their numerous failed attempts has caused tension within their relationship. Both are adventurous and ready to compete. Both have hinted that if they won the Race they would use the prize money for additional in-vitro fertilization procedures.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111580013386723138?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111580013386723138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111580013386723138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111580013386723138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111580013386723138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/uchenna-and-joyce-won-tar-7.html' title='Uchenna and Joyce Won TAR 7!'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111518744541324298</id><published>2005-05-04T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T14:17:25.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magkababata Ba Tayo? - My Own Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You might have received an email about the things you did when you're still a child. Inspired by it, I'm making my own version of it. Most of it are what I experienced during my childhood days (12 yrs old below). I know you can relate to some of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAIR STYLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Uso sa mga bata noon ang apple cut. Ganon din b pinagupit ng nanay mo non sa iyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;O pinakulot mo ba ung dulong parte lng ng buhok mo kc uso un?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gandang ganda ka sa naka-tiss n buhok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTERTAINMENT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinakanta mo b ito habang nagddrawing ng baboy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;small circle, small circle, a big circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;small circle, small circle, a big circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is mama, this is papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;six times six equals thirty-six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;six times six equals thirty-six&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Favorite mo ba ung Eh Kasi Bata?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Isa ka ba sa mga pumila sa sinehan para makapanood ng Ok Ka Fairy Ko the Movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakakapanood ka ba ng Sampaguita Pictures sa channel 9 tuwing alas tres ng hapon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gusto mo ba lagi Sabado kc maraming palabas na cartoon sa umaga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Favorite mo ba ang carebares, rainbow bright, shaider, bioman at smurf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Batang Batibot ka ba or batang Sesame St?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BELONGINGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May payong ka bang plastic na transparent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May sapatos ka bang plastic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang pencil case mo ba ay maraming functionalities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May bag ka bang attachecase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;May sasakyang kotse k bang de-pedal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagkaroon k ba ng puting sando na butas butas ang style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAILY ROUTINES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kinailangan mo bang matulog sa hapon or else di ka makakapaglaro mamya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kung ayaw mo naman matulog, nagvovolunteer kng magtanggal ng puting buhok ng nanay mo para makatakas ka pag nakatulog na ito? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naniningil ka ng bayad kada hibla ng puting buhok na nakukuha mo? Singko at dyes kada hibla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAMES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nangongolekta ka ba dati ng palara ng sigarilyo, then itutupi ito vertically at makikipagpustahan sa kalaro na parang pera ung palara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagpipitpit ka ba dati ng tansan ng beer o softdrinks, lalagyang ng  2 butas, tatalian at paiikutin ng mabilis?  Ikakaskas mo ito sa bato para wla lng? hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakapaglaro k b ng 10-20 or chinese garter bago magstart ang klase? Mother ka or baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagrerent ka ba ng game&amp;watch dun sa mama sa labas ng skul nyo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagkaroon k b ng texts na ang dami ay kasya sa atleast isang kahon ng sapatos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ginagawa mo bng bahay-bahayan ung folding bed nyo? At ang pintuan ay ang headboard nito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hinahaluan mo ng pinitpit na gumamela o okra ang tubig na may sabon para mas maraming bubbles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Popular na sahog mo ba sa lutulutuan ay ang durog na chalk at sliced dahon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bumibili ka ba ng flat pink "something" at nagpepretend kang pari na nagsusubo ng ostia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Naging sikat ka ba dahil may barbie doll ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kung wla kng barbie doll, hilig mo bang laruin ay paper dolls? At gumagawa ka pa ng bahay nito na yari sa kahon ng sapatos?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kumakain ka ba ng aratiles? At pisatin na lng ito pag sawa ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangunguha ka ba ng kamias sa kapitbahay nyo at isasawsaw ito sa asin bago kainin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pinapakain ka ba ng nanay mo ng kamatis para maging rosy cheek ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nagpupunta ba kayo sa Luneta para magbumpcar o magslide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpupunta ba kyo sa CCP para magpicnic at magtambling sa damuhan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nakaligo ka ba sa ilog?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Naniwala ka ba kay Santa Claus kc lagi kng may chocnut, candies, dalandan, etc sa sinabit mong medyas tuwing pasko?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nangarap o nakapagsayaw ka ba ng bate-bate sa kalye tuwing easter sunday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nagbubuo ka ba ng bolang kandila tuwing araw ng mga patay?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Excited ka ba kapag fiesta sa inyo kc may perya?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wla na kong maisip. Kayo naman. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111518744541324298?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111518744541324298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111518744541324298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111518744541324298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111518744541324298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/magkababata-ba-tayo-my-own-version.html' title='Magkababata Ba Tayo? - My Own Version'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111508547780698211</id><published>2005-05-03T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:35:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAR 7 Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's either Uchenna/Joyce or Meredith/Gretchen. I want them to win over Rob/Amber and Ron/Kelly.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;These couples had so much sacrifices encountered during the race.  Gretchen had an injury on episode 5 of the race.  They missed the next clue so they have to go back inside the cave.  Upon climbing down, Gretchen fell down and got hit on her head.  Blood covered up her head. I felt pity and at the same time proud to this couple.  They never give up.  Most people hate them but I started liking them after that accident.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;While for Joyce,  she had to let her hair shaved just to win the fast forward! I cried when I saw that part of episode 8. I admired her for her courage and also Uchenna on how he uplifts Joyce emotions during that time. Awww... that's so sweet! c",)  What I don't understand here is why CBS didn't give them any prize for being the first team to arrive on the pitstop?! The deserved one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't really want Rob/Amber to win this race.  They've been cheating since the start of the race.  Here are some of their foul moves that I can remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1.  All Episodes:  They always asked a local to accompany them so they won't get lost during their stay in a country.   I know there's no rule about this but they are spoiling the race and I think it's unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2.  Episode 2: They bribed the driver not to open the back door of the bus making them first to get off the bus.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3.  Episode 2:  They bribed the security guard not to tell the other teams that there's an earlier trip by bus to Arequipa.  Fortunately, Alex discovered Rob's plans and confronted him for being a liar.  Nice one Alex! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;4.  Episode 3: They stole Debbie/Bianca's taxi by paying 6 dollars more to the driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;5.  Episode 3: They manipulated the two other teams by convincing them not to finish the road block since he can't finish eating 4-lbs of cow's meat/blood/intestine/etc. Loser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;6.  Episode 5: They didn't even check if the brother's were okay after the accident.  Actually they didn't have to stop and get off the car to do that. They could have at least slowed down and slide down the window and asked if the two brothers were okay. Heartless people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;7.  Episode 6: They didn't give Meredith/Gretchen any cash when the latter were in penalty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;8.  Episode 7: They told the airline-ticket agent not to help the other teams to book the earlier flight to Lucknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;9.  Episode 9: Rob (joking) asked Gretchen if they got the earlier flight to Turkey. Gretchen, as expected, get stunned and paniced. Rob and Amber snickered over their joke, unaware that there really was an earlier flight to Turkey.  Bottom line, the two teams Meredith/Gretchen and Uchenna/Joyce got ahead of them 2 hours earlier. Now who got the last laugh? Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;10.  Episode 10: expect more cheats from Rob/Amber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love Alex and Lynn. They were the funniest and the most vocal about their hatred of Rob and Amber. Some people found it very annoying but for me it's entertaining.  Unfortunately they were eliminated on Episode 8.  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111508547780698211?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111508547780698211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111508547780698211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111508547780698211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111508547780698211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/05/tar-7-addict.html' title='TAR 7 Addict'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111456421344542409</id><published>2005-04-27T08:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:15:54.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sites That Makes Me Skip My Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just posting some of my favorite sites I usually surf when not busy or just want to skip my work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I got 5 folders in my favorites: Personal, Tutorials, Mails, Media and Interest and Hobbies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Personal folder.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contains the blog sites of my hubby, my officemate and mine ofcouse. Why its my favorite? Just want to read what they think about anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jamesexpectations.blogspot.com/"&gt;Great Expectations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just My Thoughts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marhgil.blogspot.com/"&gt;marhgil's Kukote&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tutorials folder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Site tutorials on DLL, VC++ and VC#. I'm reading these when there's no projects assigned to me. (just when Im feeling studious, hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.icynorth.com/development/createdlltutorial.html"&gt;How to Create a Simple Win32DLL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://msdn.microsoft.com/library/default.asp"&gt;MSDN Library Online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mails folder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Contains shortcuts to YahooMail! and Microsoft Outlook Web Access. I always check my email everyday. I get disappointed when there's no new mail for me. I usually look for my Elite Coe's groups folder for news and threads of chats about any topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mail.yahoo.com"&gt;Yahoo Mail!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.diavox.net/exchange/"&gt;Microsoft Outlook Web Access&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Media folder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't usually store mp3s in my laptop. It just consumes a lot of space and slows down my pc. So what I do is I listen to radio online. (slowing down our network instead?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rx931.com/live/windows.asp"&gt;Monster Radio RX 93.1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://radio.msn.com/radio/LaunchRadio.aspx?type=genre&amp;id=10002399"&gt;MSN Entertainment Today's Pop Hits Top 40&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Interest and Hobbies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com"&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt; - I'm so happy to finally get in touch with some of my long lost friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weboggle.shackworks.com/5x5/"&gt;WEBoggle 5x5 Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mh-z.com/untangle/"&gt;Cheat Site for WEBoggle (hehe)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inq7.net/video/index.htm"&gt;INQ7.net Video Archives&lt;/a&gt; - To get updated from recent events and showbiz news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fasco-csc.com/works/crimson/crimson_e.php"&gt;The Crimson Room&lt;/a&gt; - I escaped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fasco-csc.com/works/viridian/index_e.php"&gt;The Veridian Room&lt;/a&gt; - I escaped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fasco-csc.com/works/bluechamber/index_e.php"&gt;The Blue Chamber&lt;/a&gt; - I escaped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garfield.com/fungames/scavengerhunt/scavengerhunt.html"&gt;Garfield Scavenger Hunt I&lt;/a&gt; - I escape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.garfield.com/fungames/scavengerhunt2/scavengerhunt2.html"&gt;Garfield Scavenger Hunt II&lt;/a&gt; - I cannot escaped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;Neopets.com&lt;/a&gt; - I have 2 pets, im_pompom and im_twinkle. Being a good samaritan, I adopted 3 more pets! c",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jobstreet.com.ph"&gt;Jobstreets.com &lt;/a&gt;- Yes, looking for new, better and high paying job is now my hobby. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://impact-ph.jobstreet.com/Templates/SMART/main.htm"&gt;Smart Careers&lt;/a&gt; - Why aren't you calling me yet!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.praning.com"&gt;Praning.com &lt;/a&gt;- If feeling masa and want to post threads about TV Network rivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boombastick.net/"&gt;Mr. Boombastick &lt;/a&gt;- Flash Animation Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111456421344542409?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111456421344542409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111456421344542409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111456421344542409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111456421344542409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/04/sites-that-makes-me-skip-my-work_26.html' title='Sites That Makes Me Skip My Work'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111440436479594776</id><published>2005-04-25T11:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T15:44:15.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn Not To Expect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It is Monday today. I usually wear red blouse every monday believing and hoping that it will give luck for my whole week activities. I want to start my week with a smile and a good outlook in my work. But how can it be possible if it just started wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was upset this morning because of my husband. He asked me to buy him native delicacies from a stand along buendia while we are on a stop in the middle of the traffic. Im afraid to get off the car thinking that the traffic may start to go in any minute. But he insisted so I immediately got off the car and buy him 'biko'. As soon as got in the car, I told him "Dalawa binili ko syo.". Im expecting him to thank me but instead he said "D naman ata biko to eh". I was disappointed by the way he said that because that was the second time he ignored what I did to him. The first one is just yesterday. I cooked him his favorite spaghetti. I was sweating a lot while cooking because no fresh air was coming in our dirty kitchen. But I still excitedly continue cooking because I knew it's my husband's and baby's favorite. I prepared our plate while he brought some spaghetti to my parents. When he came back, I still wait for him to thank me but instead I saw a quite disappointed face. I ask him if he didn't like the taste of spaghetti and he said it's not the taste but the fact that I already mixed the sauce with the noodles. Ok that's it. He noticed my mistake but not my effort in cooking it. My effort in preparing the plate so when he came back he'll just be sitting down and eat spaghetti. Actually I did not mixed the sauce and the noodles, it just looked mixed together because I put a lot of sauce on top of the noodles. I, being disappointed, lost my appetite and just cleaned the dishes afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This morning is just a repetition of what was happened yesterday. He already said sorry but why does it have to happen again? Isn't asking for forgiveness comes together with the promise that it won't happen again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as he got in the office he emailed me realizing his mistakes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Mommy, sorry if I hurt your feelings again. D pa nga ako nkkabawi dun sa isa, ito na naman. If it will make you any better, I want you to know na I really really feel bad because of what I did/do. I love you. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ok lng. Just please try to be sensitive and appreciative enough to acknowledge the things I’m doing for you. Thanks for the apology. I feel better now but still not expecting this won’t happen again….. at least I won’t get hurt that much if you do it again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope I still get luck from wearing red clothes today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111440436479594776?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111440436479594776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111440436479594776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111440436479594776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111440436479594776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/04/learn-not-to-expect.html' title='Learn Not To Expect'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111346089492261563</id><published>2005-04-14T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T14:41:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake Premonitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I received some emails telling that there will be earthquakes in Manila sometime 2nd to 3rd week of April 2005.  It is really scary that I volunteered my daughter to have 2 weeks vacation in Laguna to get her away from Manila.  Today is just her first week in Laguna and I really miss her so much. I usually don't believe in premonitions because I believe that only God knows what the future is.  I made some researches and it matches some of premonitions listed.  Please let us pray that this wont happen. If so, may we all survive this tragedy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Below are the copies of  the emails:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;HI FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;I WLD LIKE TO SHARE WITH U A MESSAGE THAT WAS SHARED TO ME. I JUST DON'T KNOW HOW TO RELATE IT TO U ALL AND HOW I GOT INVOLVED WITH WHAT I'M DOING NOW. BUT I HOPE THAT U WLD TAKE THIS VERY SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;ABT 3 WEEKS AGO, I RECEIVED A TEXT MSG FROM A CLASSMATE FROM MEDICAL SCHOOL ASKING ME TO PRAY EARNESTLY AND TO PASS ON A MESSAGE THAT WARNED A FORTHCOMING DISASTER SO DEVASTATING THAT WILL DESTROY HALF OF MANILA AND QUEZON CITY. I THOUGHT OF IT AS A PRANK MESSAGE THAT WILL MAKE THE TELECOM COMPANIES EARN MILLIONS FROM THIS TEXT MESSAGE. SO INSTEAD OF PASSING IT TO FRIENDS, I DELETED IT AND FORGOT ALL ABT IT.&lt;br /&gt;2 WEEKS AFTER THAT, A FRIEND OF MINE CAME TO SEE ME AT MY CLINIC. THOUGHT SHE BROUGHT HER DAUGHTER FOR A CONSULTATION, I FOUND OUT THAT NOTHING WAS WRONG. THEN WE GOT INTO A CONVERSATION. IT WAS HERE THAT SHE MENTIONED TO ME THAT A FRIEND OF HERS WITH A PSYCHIC POWER INFORMED HER OF A FORTHCOMING DISASTER THAT WILL GREATLY AFFECT MANILA AND QUEZON CITY. THIS PERSON SAW THE EARTHQUAKE IN JAPAN BEFORE IT HAPPENED. MY FRIEND KNEW THAT I RESIDE IN MANILA SO SHE WARNED ME TO LEAVE MANILA SOMETIME BETWEEN THE 2ND TO 3RD WEEK OF APRIL. SHE SAID WATER WILL DESTROY THE CITY AND WILL DAMAGE THE FUEL DEPO IN MANILA THAT WILL EVENTUALLY CREATE A SEA OF FIRE. SO MANY LIVES WILL BE AT STAKE. BEFORE SHE LEFT, SHE TOLD ME TAKE THE MATTER VERY SERIOUSLY. THAT WAS THE TIME THAT I RECALLED THE TEXT MSG SENT TO ME WEEKS BEFORE. SHE TOLD ME THAT IT WILL TAKE ABT 2-3 DAYS BEFORE THE WATER THAT WILL FLOOD MANILA RECEDES. SHE PROMISED THAT WHEN THE VISION BECOMES CLEARER, SHE WILL IN FORM ME.&lt;br /&gt;THIS MORNING (3APR05), THE DAY THAT POPE DIED SHE SENT ME A TEXT MSG TO REMIND ME OF WHAT SHE SAID. THE DIASATER WILL HAPPEN FEW DAYS AFTER APR 15. IT WILL BE INITIATED BY AN EARTHQUAKE. FEW MINUTES AFTER I FORWARDED THE MSG, I LEARNED THAT MANILA WAS ROCKED BY A MILD EARTHQUAKE (I WAS IN LA UNION IN THE MORNING). I WAS TOLD TO PRAY MORE SO THAT WE MAY TRY TO MEDIATE THAT THE IMPENDING DISASTER BE PREVENTED IF POSSIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;THIS MOMENT, 2142H, 03APR05, I WRITE THIS MAIL TO INFORM U THAT U PLEASE INFORM UR LOVED ONES IN THE AREA TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SAVE THEMSELVES. I HAVE ALREADY MOVED MY CHILDREN TO LA UNION LAST NIGHT FOR SAFETY. I HAD TALKED TO SOME FRIENDS ABT IT AND SOME HAVE TOLD ME THAT FEW PSYCHIC FRIENDS OF THEIRS HAVE TOLD THEM A SIMILAR STORY. ONE FRIEND TOLD ME THAT THE EARTHQUAKE WLD MOVE SOME LAND FURTHER INTO MANILA BAY. THE MARIKINA TRENCH MAY BE INVOLVED THIS TIME...ALL I ASK IS FOR ALL OF U TO TAKE THE NECESSARY PRECAUTIONS...PLS SAVE MUCH WATER AND FOOD AS I WAS ADVISED...I'M MOVING OUT AND GOING TO THE PROVINCE BEFORE THE 15TH...NO HARM IN FOLLOWING A FRIENDLY ADVICE AND HOPE U GUYS DO THE SAME....THAT WILL GIVE ME A WEEK MORE OF THE NEEDED VACATION....&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING ASIDE, HOPE I DID MY PART OF INFORMING U THE WARNING THAT WAS SHARED TO ME. LET'S ALL HOPE THAT IT WILL BE AVERTED. BUT ONLY GOD KNOWS THE PURPOSE WHY IT HAS TO HAPPEN.&lt;br /&gt;PLS TAKE CARE AND MAY THE GOOD LORD BE WITH U ALL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;RENATO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all okey and doing well in your job,&lt;br /&gt;career, etc.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday, my friend texted me with a&lt;br /&gt;message that there is this healing nun who was told by&lt;br /&gt;a visionary that an earthquake will hit Metro Manila&lt;br /&gt;in 2005. The earthquake will originate in Quezon City&lt;br /&gt;and portion of Manila will slide into the Manila Bay.&lt;br /&gt;The text was so scary that I decided to make a&lt;br /&gt;research first before I even sent it to friends. I&lt;br /&gt;searched through Googles.com and found this article in&lt;br /&gt;inq7.net:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/sunday/index.php?index=2&amp;story_id=29588&amp;amp;col=85"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://news.inq7.net/sunday/index.php?index=2&amp;story_id=29588&amp;amp;col=85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"MYSTERY&lt;br /&gt;While people have come for the healing, there is&lt;br /&gt;another mystery that Sister Raquel is anxious to make&lt;br /&gt;known. And it is a frightening scenario revealed to&lt;br /&gt;seven "visionaries" who are in touch with her, she&lt;br /&gt;says. One of them, a French woman, has joined a lay&lt;br /&gt;monastic community, the nun adds.&lt;br /&gt;What makes the vision particularly scary is that it&lt;br /&gt;isn't the first that the visionary has revealed. Three&lt;br /&gt;months before the deadly tsunami struck and killed&lt;br /&gt;280,000 people across Asia and parts of Africa on&lt;br /&gt;December 26 last year, Sister Raquel was approached by&lt;br /&gt;a visionary who said, "I see ocean waters rising,&lt;br /&gt;rising, rising. Around 2004 to 2005, it will hit many&lt;br /&gt;countries and sow much destruction." The nun did not&lt;br /&gt;keep the prediction to herself, but the information&lt;br /&gt;failed to fly.&lt;br /&gt;It was only after disaster struck that it was given&lt;br /&gt;some attention, says Bernardo Lopez, a freelance&lt;br /&gt;journalist who writes a column for a business paper.&lt;br /&gt;"It was too late," he rues. "It was hindsight, not&lt;br /&gt;foresight. And foresight is the essence of&lt;br /&gt;prophecies." Lopez is writing a book and doing video documentaries on Sister Raquel and her healing ministry.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;In December 2004, just around the time the tsunami&lt;br /&gt;struck, someone came to tell Sister Raquel that "a&lt;br /&gt;series of massive earthquakes will hit Metro Manila in&lt;br /&gt;2005." The nun's exact words: "This will originate in&lt;br /&gt;Quezon City and a portion of Manila will slide into&lt;br /&gt;Manila Bay." She also speaks of movements of the earth&lt;br /&gt;in the Pacific, Atlantic, China, the Indian Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;Terrified? These need not happen, Sister Raquel says,&lt;br /&gt;if people change their ways and seek the way of God&lt;br /&gt;through prayer, repentance and good works. In other&lt;br /&gt;words, God can change His mind.&lt;br /&gt;If the dire prediction does not come to pass, she&lt;br /&gt;could very well end up being ridiculed by the world.&lt;br /&gt;But that's fine with her, says Sister Raquel. She is&lt;br /&gt;ready to face humiliation and be called a charlatan,&lt;br /&gt;she says, citing the case of Jonah (the prophet who&lt;br /&gt;was swallowed by the whale and survived to tell the&lt;br /&gt;tale) in the Old Testament of the Bible. God held back&lt;br /&gt;his wrath on Nineveh when he saw the people repent.&lt;br /&gt;Jonah, who had warned the people, ended up looking&lt;br /&gt;like a fool."&lt;br /&gt;When I told this to my officemates, they said that&lt;br /&gt;recently, snakes are found in Quezon City. It is also&lt;br /&gt;in the news that certain animails in China are now&lt;br /&gt;going up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;These are information that I want to share with&lt;br /&gt;you. You may send it to your loved ones or ignore my&lt;br /&gt;letter. But if you don't doubt my email, I hope you&lt;br /&gt;can help me spread this information so that many&lt;br /&gt;people will be informed and change their offensive&lt;br /&gt;attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much for giving time to my letter.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to hear from you through prayers! God bless!&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, Lourdes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111346089492261563?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111346089492261563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111346089492261563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111346089492261563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111346089492261563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/04/earthquake-premonitions.html' title='Earthquake Premonitions'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111346002177238972</id><published>2005-04-14T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T14:27:01.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Pope John Paul II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was surprised one morning when I surfed the net for news abroad to find out the Pope is very ill.  I know he's old and sick but I didn't know that he's seriously ill.  When I saw him in television waving his hands from a window to thousands of people outside the church, I thought he's gonna be alright.  Millions had prayed for him to get well but God still chose to end his life.  God has His reasons why this happened.  Come to think of it, our beloved Pope is with Him now.  No more pains and sufferings.  He may not be with us but he will always be in our heart.  He may not hear our voices but he will be our voice to heaven.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I considered my self lucky for I saw him in person during the World Youth Day.  When his bullet-proof car passed in front of me, I got goosebumps.  His holiness was overflowing that it touches everyone's heart and soul.  I felt cleansed and renewed that time.  What a wonderful experience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our dearest Pope, you become an inspiration to everyone.  Thank you for the entire life you've been with us.  We may not be as good as you were but we promise to be good at our very best.  Goodbye and hope to be with you when our time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111346002177238972?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111346002177238972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111346002177238972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111346002177238972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111346002177238972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/04/goodbye-pope-john-paul-ii.html' title='Goodbye Pope John Paul II'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111345779146654466</id><published>2005-04-14T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T13:49:51.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terri Schiavo Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so mad when I heard the news that Terri is already dead.  So many questions popped out in my mind.  What is their right to end somebody's life?  How would they know that Terri doesn't want to live anymore if she can not speak? Even so, only God has the right to end her life because He gave that life to her.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To all who wished her dead, you're not God to decide whether to let her live or die.  To his husband, how dare you to promise to God when the time you marry her to take her for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do you part.  Then you're the first one to wish her dead? If you didn't love her anymore why dont you just give her back to her parents.  You asked her from them and isn't right to give her back to them since you can not take good care of her anymore?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am very disappointed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111345779146654466?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111345779146654466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111345779146654466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111345779146654466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111345779146654466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/04/terri-schiavo-death.html' title='Terri Schiavo Death'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111076694441965010</id><published>2005-03-14T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T10:22:24.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dancing Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am proud to say that my ashley ghurl already knows a lot of tricks. She has become the center of everybody's attention lately. After she learned to walk independently last Feb 15, she learned more things she can do to entertain us. She's becoming a "Dancing Diva". She really loooooves to dance! she bends herself really hard every time she dances. She also spin around sometimes if she likes too. Any song that has fast beats makes her dance. Here are some of her favorites...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Commercials:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a. Itnok commercial. Her first favorite dancing song. Evrytime she hears it she giggles. Unfortunately, this commercial was not being aired anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;b. J-O-Y commercial. This commercial is pretty long. But she dances from the time the commercial starts until it ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Disco Hits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;c. Chocollate. She raises her right arms and scratches her armpit with her other hand while swinging her waist or stamping her feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;d. Dont You Just Know It. She cover her mouth with her hands and nods every time she hears the line "Ha ha ha ha Heeey Yo"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;e. Choopeta. Kids just can't resist dancing with this song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cartoon Videos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;f. Dora The Explorer. When the video starts she looks and smiles at us, then dances excitedly while shouting "Doooora" repeatedly. She loves all Dora's songs: Intro, the map, backpack, come on bamanos(?), and we did it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;g. Barney. She has two barney videos and she never get tired of dancing everytime Barney and friends sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111076694441965010?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111076694441965010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111076694441965010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111076694441965010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111076694441965010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/03/dancing-diva_13.html' title='The Dancing Diva'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-111044237417807923</id><published>2005-03-10T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:29:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Invisible...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like I'm invisible.  Somehow I want to sing John C. Reilly's Mister Cellophane of Chicago. hayyyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Amos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If someone stood up in a crowd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And raised his voice up way out loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And waved his arm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And shook his leg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd notice him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;If someone in a movie show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yelled 'fired in the second row, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This whole place is a powder keg!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd notice him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And even without clucking like a hen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone gets noticed, now and then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unless, of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;that personage should be Invisisble, inconsequential me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cellophane Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have been my name Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you can look right through me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk right by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And never know I'm there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell ya Cellophane Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have been my name Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you can look right through me walk right by me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And never know I'm there. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Suppose you was a little cat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Residin' in a person's flat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Who fed you fish and scratched your ears? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd notice him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Supoose you was a woman wed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And sleepin' in a double bed beside a man for seven years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd notice hime &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A human being's made of more thatn air &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;With all that bulk , you're bound to see him there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unless that human bein' next to y ou Is unimpressive, undistingueshed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;You know who. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have been my name Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you can look right through me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk right by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And never know I'im there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tell ya Cellophane Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Should have been my name Mister cellophane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;'cause you can look right through me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Walk right by me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And never know I'm there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Never even know I'm there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wonder why? Just read between the lines....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-111044237417807923?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/111044237417807923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=111044237417807923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111044237417807923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/111044237417807923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-invisible.html' title='Im Invisible...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-110975990041681789</id><published>2005-03-02T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T11:59:36.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloopers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm pretty sure everybody has its own bloopers in their lives. And Im not afraid to write it here in my blog so everybody would know. Nagpapakatotoo lng ako. So ito na po:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. I was in grade school when my first blooper happened. It rained that day and the class had ended. So uwian na po. Kapag uwian, dalawang daan lng ang pde naming daanan: shortcut or longcut. Sa shortcut, dadaan lng naman kmi sa dating palayan na naging talahiban na naging daan naman sa kadadaan ng mga estudyanteng tulad ko. Gets nyo ang transformation? Estimated time: 3mins. Ang longcut naman, lalakarin mo naman ang mahabang daan (kaya nga long eh) palabas ng subdivision. Estimated time: 30-40mins. So san ka pa eh d sa shortcut syempre? Eh umulan nga d b? So sa shortcut ako dumaan. Buti na lng may mga batong pdeng apakan para d ganong maputikan. Eh kaso antrapik kc sobrang bagal magsilakad ng mga tao. Nagovertake ako sa kabilang daan na talahib lng ang apakan. Tutal may dumaadaan din naman don, join n ko. Mas mabilis don eh. As expected nde ako nadulas. Nalubog lng ang paa ko hanggang binti sa putik at kahit anong pilit kong umahon para less ang makakita ay di ko magawa. So everybody saw me, my classmates, school mates at ofcourse my teachers. Buti n lng tinulungan ako ng isa kong classmate (may crush kc sakin, buti d naturn off, hehe). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson of the story: sasabay lagi sa may crush sa yo. Gets?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Still in grade school. Ang daan: sa shortcut pa din (wlang kadala-dala!). Infairness, nde don ang 2nd blooper. I survived sa shortcut. Nag-aabang n lng ako ng jeep pauwi. Tagal kong makasakay kc andami naming estudyanteng nag-aabang. Luckily may biglang humintong jeep sa harap ko. So dalidali akong sumakay. Pag-akyat ko ng jeep habang nasa pintuan p lng ako, bigla n lng syang humarurot ng takbo. Ayun tuloy ako nakasabit sa jeep ang isang kamay nakakapit sa hawakan at ang isa wumawagayway hawak ang attachecase ko. Pagtingin ko sa kanan, nakita ko may crush sa kin (iba naman to) napamulagat sa pagkabigla sa kinahinatnan ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson of the story: cguraduhing nakauwi na ang may crush sayo bago sumakay ng jeep.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. Three in a row.  Would you believe na 3x akong nagkamaling muntikang mapapasok sa men's CR in just one day?  Two of which is at the mall and the other one is in a hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lesson of the story: dont use your cellphones while going to the comfort room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-110975990041681789?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/110975990041681789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=110975990041681789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110975990041681789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110975990041681789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/03/bloopers.html' title='Bloopers'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-110957710458605602</id><published>2005-02-28T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T15:51:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now and Not Anymore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Since I got married, things have changed. You might relate to some of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.  Now I cook.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;      When I was single, I never cooked.  I still remember one time when I was home alone I tried to cook 'ginisang corned beef'. I mistakenly put a lot of water and the result is corned beef soup.  No one attempted to taste it.  Then after that I never tried to cook again.  But now, it's part of my duty to cook.  Surprisingly I'm a good cook ha, need a proof? Just look at my hubby. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.  Not anymore I sleep alone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; My sis and I were sleeping in a double deck. I was at the bottom deck.  I preferred to be at the bottom deck because it gave me the feeling that I have my own private place in our room (obviously my sister and I shared the same room).  I got my own light, radio, electric fan and a small box containing my beauty kit, letters, etc.  But now I have to share my bed with my hubby. (of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.  Not anymore I go home late.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  Strict ang baby namin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.  Now I can go to any place I like.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  My husband and I love to travel for food trip, date, vacation and adventures.  Luckily, we have a car given/lend by his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.  Now I treat my parents out during their bdays, vday, etc.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We didn't usually go out.  Because they tend to refuse by the time we are supposed to get going.  But now, I am so happy that they can easily be invited to eat out with us.  This is simply because we missed each other and the trick is don’t tell them where we'll be treating them out.  So they're left no choice but to let us carry out our plans for them. hehe&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-110957710458605602?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/110957710458605602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=110957710458605602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110957710458605602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110957710458605602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/02/now-and-not-anymore.html' title='Now and Not Anymore...'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-110922673209264295</id><published>2005-02-24T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T16:31:21.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lost....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a sad day for all of us here in the office. Our president just died this morning. Though I don't know him that much, I am pretty sure he's a great man. Here are some of our encounter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Final Interview. He was my final interview. I was so nervous that time but his soft voice and good looks made me at ease and passed his interview.&lt;br /&gt;2. "Welcome Aboard, Noreen!" - I still remember my first day at the office. He greeted me with a smile saying "Welcome aboard Noreen!".&lt;br /&gt;3. Glimpse from his cubicle. I always have a glimpse from his cubicle. His cubicle is facing mine. He's always in jeans and a pair of sneakers. Cool! He comes to the office at lunch and never leaves his cubicle until he goes home at around 6pm. I always tend to look at him in his cubicle. Maybe because I know he's sick and I may not see him anymore soon.&lt;br /&gt;4. Last visit at the office. I was surprised and happy to see him when he visited us in the office on the 2nd week of February. He started not reporting to the office on the 2nd or 3rd of January. I've heard that he's under medication that time. When I saw him I felt so happy knowing that he's getting well and thinking that he might come back soon. He looked so different on his last visit. Maybe it's because of all the operations and medications that he has gone through. He was semi-bald, had lost his weight and looked exhausted. Nevertheless, he still has his good looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, I overheard our COO said that our president can no longer remember anything. Maybe he just had an operation and as a result he had memory loss. I've heard that his condition is bad. I felt pity for him and his family that I couldn't help myself but to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just this morning, Kuya Bobot(not his real name) told us that he already passed away this morning. I paused for a while and prayed for him. It's sad to lose a great guy but I know he's not in pain anymore. He's with his wife now. Happy. Soon he'll be with the Lord. "Salamat at maligayang paglalakbay Sir!" =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-110922673209264295?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/110922673209264295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=110922673209264295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110922673209264295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110922673209264295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/02/lost.html' title='A Lost....'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-110854984530966591</id><published>2005-02-16T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:30:45.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Valentines Day! The day when couples celebrate their love with each other.  This is my second year to celebrate this special day as a married woman.  The first one is a very romantic one.  James, my husband, brought me to Sonya's Garden in Tagaytay.  The food is so good! I love the vegetable salad whose ingredients were freshly fetched from the garden.  It was indeed a memorable one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second Valentine's day is I think more memorable compared to first. Why? Ok, I'll tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Though I expected my husband to give me some flowers but I didn't expect him to bring it to my office himself.  Every woman he passed by while looking for my office always says "Oh, thanks for the flowers!”  He made me feel so lucky and very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;That evening, we had family dinner with my parents at home.  We really planned not to go out on Valentine’s Day itself because we expect the restaurants to be crowded.  We celebrated it the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Valentines Date.&lt;br /&gt;James fetched me after work and we went to his surprise valentines date.  When he parked the car, I keep on looking around trying to find the restaurant where we'd be having our dinner.  But to my surprise we enter a pathway full of Japanese accents on the wall.  He told me they call it "Tokyo Town".  Honestly my feet seemed not willing to walk through that path way because it looks like a motel! "Motel?! Is this his surprise? Whattah!" --- I want to tell my husband.  But I just keep it to myself hoping I was wrong and I don't want to spoil his surprise for me.  So we walked together.  We stopped in front a door and he knocked... When the door opens, a group of people wearing Japanese outfit greeted us.   I quickly look around and such a big relief it's just a Japanese restaurant! Am I just green minded or what? Haha! Anyways, we ate in the VIP room. The room looks like a traditional Japanese room, Sadako's room. Hehe. So we ate a lot of grilled meat, vegetables and sushi. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Great Great Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Surprises not over yet! It's not only my husband had a surprise for me.  Count my baby Ashley Ghurl.  When I came out of the car, my mother and Ashley were waiting for us in front of our door.  I wonder why my mother is not holding Ashley while standing. Then she said, “Look” pointing at Ashley.  Then I look at her… To my great surprise, I saw Ashley called me “Mommy” then walked alone towards me.  I was really shock.  I immediately opened my arms to welcome my daughter and hugged her. The feeling is so indescribable.  My husband and I were so happy that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of these events happened in 2005’s Valentine’s Day, who couldn’t say this is not a very memorable and the best ever Valentines gift? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-110854984530966591?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/110854984530966591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=110854984530966591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110854984530966591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110854984530966591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/02/hearts-day.html' title='Heart&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715424.post-110801229241170176</id><published>2005-02-10T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T13:22:21.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiramente</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Why "Primeiramente"? Primeiramente is a Portuguese word which means first. Since this is my first blog I choose "First" but there are so many bloggers who started their first blog with the word "First". So to be somehow different I choose "Primeiramente". And of all languages why Portuguese? I've just watched Queen Latifah's Taxi with my husband last night and the sexy robbers speak in Portuguese. Try to watch it, it's a good one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect people to like what I'll write here in my blog because I am not a writer. These are just my thoughts. You can see here who I am, what I have, what I love and what I think about everything. Actually I do this because I want other people see who I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows I love to write but I haven't written any articles in my whole life. Maybe because I fear that somebody will criticize my work. But now I realize how can I improve myself if I'll be like that? How can I know myself more if I fear to hear bad comments about myself. I know nobody's perfect but there's always a room for improvements, right? I may not be perfect but I could be a better person. But that could only happen if I only let myself see my imperfections. Accept these imperfections, be true to myself and everybody could see the perfect side of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715424-110801229241170176?l=justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/feeds/110801229241170176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715424&amp;postID=110801229241170176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110801229241170176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715424/posts/default/110801229241170176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justmythoughtsat.blogspot.com/2005/02/primeiramente_09.html' title='Primeiramente'/><author><name>Akira Posh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
