<?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-10874224</id><updated>2012-02-01T10:10:54.895+03:00</updated><category term='Papa J'/><title type='text'>CyberBakekang's Little Corner</title><subtitle type='html'>God put the moon and the stars up in the sky for the simple reason  that dreamers need something to believe even in the darkest of  nights. 

Dreaming happily with Popoy and Kulas is bakekang =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>161</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7716241375117532025</id><published>2011-02-08T03:29:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:31:21.038+03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa J'/><title type='text'>Brother J</title><content type='html'>Dear Bro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang ang simula ng taon na ito. Hindi naging maayos. Maayos sa pagkakahulugan ko. Nagplano ako. Positibo ako. Pero di kita naisama. Di ko naisip na seloso ka nga pala. Ayun, nagparamdam kang ulit. Nasira ang plano kong matagal ko na din namang inaasam.  Akala ko sapat na ang tamang pagpaplano at pagiging positibo.  Nagkulang ako. Mas may control ka nga pala sa lahat ng ito.  Na kahit anong plano ko at kahit anong positibo ng papanaw ko,kung di ko naman isinasama ang tunay na magpapahalaga at pag-aalayan nito. Wala din. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ito nga at sa simula ng buwan ng Pebrero. Naramdaman ko ang tunay mong pagmamahal. Pinadalhan mo ako ng mga taong gigising sa paminsan-minsan kong inaantok na pananampalataya sa iyo. Nagpa-alala Na kahit na nakalimot ako. Anytime, pede akong bumalik sa iyo dahil wala na akong ibang matakbuhan, naguguluhan. Alam kong tanggap mo pa din ako ng buong buo. Ikaw lang naman ang makakagawa non eh.  Salamat at kahit anong ginawa ko..hinayaan mo pa din at pinaligiran mo ako ng mga taong tunay na susuporta sa aking mga pangarap.  Tunay na pangarap. Yun ay ang sumang-ayon sa  mga plano mo. Plano mong mas makakabuti para sa akin at para sa aking mga mahal.&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, alam kong nasa mabuti ang lahat. At kahit anong pagsubok ang pinagdadaanan ko ngayon, kering keri ko. Andyan ka kasi sa tabi ko eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro, since happy puso month. Ikaw ang date ko sa araw araw na darating sa buhay ko. Ikaw ang tunay kong Pag-ibig. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Popoy at Kulas ko. Salamat talaga sa pagpapahiram mo sa akin ng mga tulad nila. Di sila akin kundi sa iyo. Ang dami kong tunay na kaibigan na binigay mo. Kaya naman alam kong peborit mo talaga ako.  Salamat ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong patuloy mo akong babatukan, papaiyakin, kukulitin, kikilitiin,  at pakikiligin sa bawat araw na magdadaan. Salamat sa iyo at Malakas na ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Bro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-7716241375117532025?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7716241375117532025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7716241375117532025' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7716241375117532025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7716241375117532025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2011/02/brother-j.html' title='Brother J'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5194373354931839932</id><published>2010-04-27T09:32:00.004+03:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T22:30:38.559+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Changing Moments</title><content type='html'>For the past year, I have been struggling.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To choose between my little man and my work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And because we are just starting to build this family, I was asked by my husband to help him financially.  Thinking it through, that means that I need to work for a company and earn.  I told him that if I am going to give up my time for our son, it must be worth it.  It has been more than a year and the challenges that I faced was incomparable.  This has led me to think things through and decide on what I really want and need.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to be with my family specially my son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to financially help my husband prepare for our son's future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, while browsing through job sites and submitting resumes to prospective employers, it popped into my mind, why can't I try to work from home.  I have heard a lot of success stories from it, from all over the place.  Why not try it?   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hope I can also be one of them sharing how it helped me not only to spend more quality time with their family but also increased their financial stability.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am happy.  I will start this lifetime journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come and Join me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5194373354931839932?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5194373354931839932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5194373354931839932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2010/04/life-changing-moments.html' title='Life Changing Moments'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5222169540669595495</id><published>2009-09-29T21:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:44:00.359+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Been on hiatus for so looooooooong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I really am not that inspired to post anything as i felt that i am still a prisoner of my own incorrect decision for being so impulsive.  I was not able to consider the consequences of it..but as they say..EXPERIENCE is the best teacher..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But I am so looking for that day that I can be free..from mental/emotional stress that my work has caused me for more than six month now..I still could not imagine I was able to surpass this trial.. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am happy, definitely, my wish is granted.  I am here is SG together with my baby and hubby.  But of course, life is not just chocolates and cakes..bitter things can happen..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it made me a better person.. a better woman.. and i am ready to the next battle..woohoo..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now I feel sooooo good..j&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thank God I know that I am such a good girl..ahaha.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5222169540669595495?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5222169540669595495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5222169540669595495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5222169540669595495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5222169540669595495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-on-hiatus-for-so-looooooooong.html' title='Been on hiatus for so looooooooong'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5013059554253641698</id><published>2009-03-27T05:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:18:47.994+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Beinte Siyete</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dalawangpu't Pitong Taon sa Mundo.&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Scx9EAoKCsUAADIjJsw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Scx9EAoKCsUAADIjJsw1/P3070687.JPG?et=dhS%2CignfC2%2BB0pZ%2CngxKpQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Wow.  Ang bilis ng panahon.  At di mo akalain na may mga bagay na mangyayari sa nakalipas na taon.  Super Nanay na si Bakekang at 27.  AT ito ang pinakamagandang nangyari sa lahat.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ang maging Ina kay Gab =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pinuno ako ng pagkakataon.  Upang maging handa sa anumang pagsubok na dumaan.  At nagpapasalamat ako kay Lord at ibinigay niya sa akin ang mga taong sumuporta at nanatiling tapat at naniniwala sa kakayahan ni Bakekang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Scx9aAoKCsUAAE6c3vY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Scx9aAoKCsUAAE6c3vY1/DSC03112.JPG?et=3F0zOSuG5WhNin9Ha6DJVA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ una kay popoy, syempre. no choice ka dahil ama ka ng anak ko at asawa ka ni bakekang. hehe. salamat. sa lahat lahat ng bagay na ibinigay mo. tunay nga na tadhana kita. kung bakit alam na natin yun. haha.  salamat sa pagdating sa buhay ko.  salamat sa pagbuo ng isang bata.  haha. at salamat sa walang sawang pagmamahal at pang uunawa. hehe.  alam mo kung gaano kita kamahal. pag-ibig nga naman. isang taon na ang lumipas..ala pa din akong bagong bouquet of roses ha. nyahaha. salamat talaga. mahal po kita. muah! muah! tsup! tsup! weheheeh..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ syempre..kay daddy, kuya, joy, jill at john (plus my supermom, nora)..sila ang mga piraso ng puzzle ng buhay ko.  ang bumubuo ng pagkatao ko.  ang naging saksi sa mga kakulitan ko.  ang sandigan sa mga pagkakataon na mahina na ako. ang puno ng buhay ko.  salamat kay Lord at dito ako sumibol.  Teka, ano nga bang bunga tayo? ahehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Scx9kgoKCsUAAE4RuHE1/majayjay.jpg?et=5Yd2ru6wdZbPJ8w7xCbckA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ mga kaibigan at kapatiran..oo kayo yun. ang mga taong di ko naman ka-ano-ano, pero pinakelaman ang buhay ko. naging concern sa mga desisyon ko. naging parte ng taon na ito. kayo yun. malayo man tau ngaun.  patuloy kayong makikialam sa buhay ko.  at siya nga pala, salamat sa pakikialam nyo..kasi andito ako ngayon.  Sana patuloy kayong makialam. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ sa mga bagong kaibigan. Nagtiwalang may patutunguhan ang buhay nila kung parte ako ng mundong ginagalawan nila. Na masayang tinanggap ang alok kong pakikipagkaibigan.  At naniniwalang, di lang ito ang taon na magkakasama kami. Pisikal man o Hindi.  Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;~ sa lahat ng nagmamahal kay bakekang.  alam kong wala kayong ibang nais kundi ang kabutihan ng buhay ko.  Salamat po.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at sa iyo na nagbabasa nito, alam kong labs mo ako kasi concern ka sa nasa isip ko.  Salamat ha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Syempre THANK YOU LORD, sa buhay na ito.  Alam mo naman na loyal ako sa iyo. At patuloy akong maniniwala na mabuti akong tao dahil sa mga biyayang binibigay mo.  Yehey! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa mga gustong bumati sa akin..ito ang number ko dito sa Singapura..+6390579897.  Hehe.  Yun gift na ipapadala nyo. Pede pang ihabol..si popoy babalik dito sa april!!!! yehey! buo na ulit ang pamilya ni bakekang.  Kung gusto nyo naman ng cash. Pede naman western union. Ahehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Panalangin ko na naging masaya at kapana-panabik din ang nakaraang taon ninyo. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Maligayang Kaarawan sa Akin!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5013059554253641698?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5013059554253641698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5013059554253641698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5013059554253641698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5013059554253641698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/beinte-siyete.html' title='Beinte Siyete'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8786277172009729554</id><published>2009-02-15T20:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:44:47.561+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para kay Nina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Habang pinipinilit mo ang sarili mong di ka apektado.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Lalo kang binibigyan ng pagsubok para malaman ang katatagan ng paniniwala mo sa Kanya.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;At habang sinasabi ng lahat na mahirap.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Pagsikapan mong patunayan na pede naman.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Kayang makapaghanap ng buhay ng marangal sa panahon ng krisis. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;Yey! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;Go! Go! Go! Nina sa Job hunting!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;Isang Paaalala sa iyong nawawalan ng pag-asa...ang iyong konsensya..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="5"&gt;~Bakekang~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8786277172009729554?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8786277172009729554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8786277172009729554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8786277172009729554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8786277172009729554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/para-kay-nina.html' title='Para kay Nina'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8228806920694120655</id><published>2009-02-01T23:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T04:56:35.175+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" style="WIDTH: 297px;HEIGHT: 225px;" height="225" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SYZLPQoKCsUAADp1dCE1/P1300612.JPG?et=C5eYF%2CQQgevfbyH2sxd%2CxA&amp;nmid=0" width="457" border="0"&gt;Three years have passed..still I remember that fateful day when God has ended all your sufferings here on earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;When he finally called you unto his loving arms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;It is still vivid.  That moment when I saw you lifeless at the hospital bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I can still feel the pain and probably will forever feel it.  That I am so helpless at the time.  I can do nothing to bring you back to life.  Into your full glory.  We have so many plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;But I did surrender.  To Him. I know it is His plan.  I believe that you are at peace with Him now.  I missed you so much and will always do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thank you for the wonderful memories..there will be no one like you..a mother and a friend in one..until we meet again Nanay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;more pics &lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/album/73"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;~Bakekang~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8228806920694120655?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8228806920694120655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8228806920694120655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8228806920694120655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8228806920694120655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/missing-you.html' title='Missing You'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5913404061716087038</id><published>2009-01-16T05:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:39:58.091+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Limang Taon Mula Noon</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ang video na ito dapat nun January 4 ko pa na-upload. Since umiral ang katamaran ni bakekang. Inabot na naman ng ilang araw bago ako makapag post. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This should, could, would have been the save the date video namin ni popoy. Since masyado kaming na-excite sa aming paghihiwalay sa nalalapit kong quest to the land down under. Nabago ang plano ni Lord para aming dalawa. Nanatili si bakekang sa pinas para isilang ang isang cute na cute na anghel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kahit di natuloy ang pangarap kong panunumpa sa harap ng altar..masaya pa din ako. Syempre naman, dahil nakuha ko na ang ninanais ko. Ang kapurihan ni Popoy!!! Ahaha..at habang pinapanood ko ang video na ito, muli kong naalala ang masaya naming buhay pag-ibig. At sa aking puso at isipan..naroon ang pangako ni Popoy..weeeeeeeh.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDfRlVPqIPE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;  &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yDfRlVPqIPE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;At nga pala..ako nga pala gumawa ng video na ito..pasensya na..ahem!&lt;/center&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5913404061716087038?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5913404061716087038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5913404061716087038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5913404061716087038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5913404061716087038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2009/01/limang-taon-mula-noon.html' title='Limang Taon Mula Noon'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5142158893564526956</id><published>2008-12-15T00:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T06:42:29.638+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Dear Santa God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Christmas is in the air nowadays, and I really wanna tell yah something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I know that amidst what happened during the past years, I always believed that I had been a good girl (hehe..) because you have given me the best gift I ever wished/wanted for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SUXDqwoKCsUAABarxcg1/god-greatest-gift.jpg?et=c2GR8FpkCCzw5XbkICqklg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Gabriel has always been good to me, even before he is in my tummy..and now that almost eight months passed, he never been a headache to naynay.  I know though I had my share of sleepless nights, I always will look it up as another phase where I became another person to another being.  My experience as a mom has been overwhelming but I surpassed it all.  I know, it is not because I am strong, but you are.  I believe that more challenging phases will come next year and future years, but I believe I will get through it, WE will get through it. Thanks for being my companion through the years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;With regards to your "old" gift, Gary, he remains to be my very special friend, the best boyfriend (I only had him naman..nyehehe), the best husband and the best father to my little Gabriel.  I know that you share this man to me because I lack sense of humor which he has a lot.  I have more of it now! Ahaha. I am so grateful for the rest of my life for accepting him as your gift to me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thank you for these two human being that kept me insane ever since they became part of my life..and I am loving it!  I wish I can be the best WIFE (Gary) and MOM (Gabriel) to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;P.S. I am always trying my best to be a Good Girl..hihi..for more gifts in the future!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Your Trying Hard Good Girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;~Bakekang~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5142158893564526956?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5142158893564526956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5142158893564526956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5142158893564526956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5142158893564526956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-santa.html' title='Hello Santa'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2415487003006027708</id><published>2008-12-04T21:40:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:40:01.200+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/STe0LAoKCsUAAEaUljU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/STe0LAoKCsUAAEaUljU1/ate.jpg?et=BbGIU9vvZClMWIiQmZ0b4A&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tatlong letra. Pero may napakalaking papel para sa ating lahat. Masarap nga bang meron ate? Di ko alam. Ako kasi yan sa pamilya namin.  PANGANAY na BABAE.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Dami din kasing pagkakataon na nagdadalawang isip ako sa bawat hakbang at desisyon ko. Dapat nga bang gawin kasi ATE KA, o hindi dapat kasi ATE KA LANG. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ang alam ko lang, ang ate ay pangalawang babae sa pamilya. Sumunod sa nanay. Ang responsibilidad halos na rin sa nanay pero walang awtoridad para maging nanay. Madaming hinihingi sa iyo at inaasahan pero ang karapatan parang kulang. Madami na din ang pangyayari na gumawa ako ng desisyon kasi ATE AKO at sa huli di naman pala dapat kasi nga ATE LANG AKO. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mahirap. Lalo na at ang taong dapat mong gabayan at pagpayuhan meron na din naman pag-iisip. Tatahimik ka na lang ba? O gagawa ng paraan para maayos siya? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kasi ATE KA..o ATE KA LANG?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hahayaan mo na lang ba siya kasi nakikita mong masaya na siya sa napili niya habang may nasasaktan sa bawat ginagawa niya. Ang lungkot kasi nagsawa ka na sa pagsasabi ng katotohanan sa kanya at di din naman maintindihan. Ang Hirap kasi nakokonsyensya ka na hindi siya pansinin. Ang Sakit kasi nababalewala ka at di nabibigyan ng halaga at nirerespeto. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ano nga ba ang halaga ng isang ATE? Mapunan ko kaya ang tunay na kahulugan nito?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Nagdrama na naman si bakekang. Pasensya na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2415487003006027708?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2415487003006027708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2415487003006027708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2415487003006027708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2415487003006027708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/12/ate.html' title='ATE'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-9186194394509887058</id><published>2008-10-10T02:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:01:55.620+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surbaybor Pilipins</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Nina Sulit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ako Yan. (Nun Dalaga)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Natuwa lang ako dahil dalawa sa contestant sa palabas na &lt;a href="http://survivorphilippines.com/"&gt;ito&lt;/a&gt;. Nabuo ang pangalan ko.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://survivorphilippines.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=44&amp;Itemid=86"&gt;Si Niña&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO7TPgoKCsUAAB0jgC01/nina-sp.jpg?et=LiEhOVdSo1mlQJtnD%2C2t0g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Isang ina, mautak, kinatatakutan nga siya ng mga kasama niya sa Tribo ng Jarakay (Buwaya sa salitang Thai). Sa simula pa lang, kita mo na may masasabi siya. Kumbaga, katatakutan mo na. At kung di siya nagkaroon ng fracture sa toe. Malamang siya na ang isusunod na i-vote out. Hehe. Kasi nga magaling siya at threat siya sa ibang miyembro lalo na kay marlon na masyadong ding mautak. Nakakatuwa din siya kasi siya sa lahat ang naging close kay Patani (ang yaya na gustong maging artista). One thing I admire is that I can see that she is a true person. Basta nakikita mo sa mata na totoo siya at palaban. Parang ako. Wahaha. Blog ko ito. Walang kokontra.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://survivorphilippines.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;task=view&amp;id=36&amp;Itemid=77"&gt;Si Gigit. (Sulit)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO7TVAoKCsUAAB5amC41/gigit-sp.jpg?et=HiG3HDfwpiMjXxkpoQXvqw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Nang malaman ko na may Sulit na kasali sa Surbaybor. Naging interesado na ako. Bibihira lang kasi akong makakita ng mga Sulit sa teebee. Ahehe. Sa una palang makikita mo na sa kanya na may malalim siyang pagkatao. Yun tipong marami na siyang karanasan sa buhay. Nabasa ko nga ng website niya. At dun pa lang, humanga na ako sa mga prinsipyo niya. Galing. Sayang at siya ang nauna na vote out sa Tribo pa din ng Jarakay (courtesy of Marlon pa din). Dahil sa tingin ng lahat. Siya ang pinakamalakas at pinakamautak. Sayang at naalis na agad siya. Mahirap talaga ang contest na ito. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Pero may natutunan ako sa panonood nito. Sa buhay, kailangan mong maging matatag. Iba iba ang tao. Minsan kala mo yun kausap mo. Mapagkakatiwalaan. Kapag tumalikod ka. Ahas pala. Kailangan mong makibagay at kailangan mo din maging mautak.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;At sa paglubog ng araw, isa lang ang dapat na pagkatiwalaan mo. Sarili mo. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Masayang paglalakbay sa masalimuot na gubat  =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;~bakekang~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-9186194394509887058?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9186194394509887058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=9186194394509887058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/9186194394509887058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/9186194394509887058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/10/surbaybor-pilipins.html' title='Surbaybor Pilipins'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4809634711709892940</id><published>2008-10-10T01:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T06:04:31.138+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwentong UPCAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Oooops! Una sa lahat..di ako isang alumni ng UP. Isa akong proud na Letranista. Gusto ko lang i-share ang naging karanasan ko noong nag take ako ng exam na ito. Nalaman ko kasi na meron isang indie film na ang title ay UPCAT, (istorya ng mag-ama habang kumukuha ng UPCAT) kaya na-inspire akong magwento. Hehe. Reminiscing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Sampung taon na pala yun. Ang bilis ng panahon. Parang kailan lang. Lahat sa school, abala sa pag ayos ng requirements para sa UPCAT. Ako nun. Di pa sigurado kung mag take ako. Actually, kung di ako lumipat sa iskul na yun, di ako kukuha ng exam na yun. Naisip ko kasi baka di din naman ako pumasa (napaka pessimistic..wahaha). Kasi, para sa akin, malaki na yun 350 pesos (yata..di sigurado) na entrance exam. At ayoko din naman na gumastos si nanay kasi mahirap lang kami. Hehe. So ang ginawa ko, para makaligtas sa pagbabayad nun. Nagtanong tanong. At nun nalaman ko na pede pala kumuha ng walang bayad. Mega research ako papaano. Ayun, kailangan palang mag-provide ng ITR. Sapat na yun para maipakita mo na gusto mo man magexam, di naman kaya ng magulang mo. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;At dahil isang butihing akawntant si ina, meron siya nun. Submit kami all the way to UP Los Banos, na para sa akin ay malayong lugar. (mula Sta. Rosa) Hehe. Pasa ng requirements. Intayin na lang daw namin ang desisyon if pede akong kumuha. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Intay.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Dumating ang araw. Buhat kay mamang kartero. Dala ang magandang balita. Pede na akong magexam. Galing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Unang Realisasyon:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ANG GALING NI NANAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;~&gt;Kasi di siya nag dalawang isip na samahan ako sa bundok (UPLB) kahit medyo alanganin kami na baka di ako payagan. Ang sarap na isipin na suportado ka ng magulang mo sa pangarap mo! Hay..Nanay, namiss na naman kita.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Balik sa kwento.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Dumating si takdang araw. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;5am, Sta. Rosa. Late na kami. Kasi 6am ang registration. Waaaah! Dun ko nalaman na pede palang 1 oras lang ang biyahe simula sa Sta. Rosa hanggang UPLB. Bakit ngayon, masaya na akong makarating sa bundok (UPLB) sa dalawang oras na biyahe. Naku! Kapit ang kamay ko sa upuan habang nagmamaneho si daddy nun. Nyahaha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ikalawang Realisasyon:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;strong&gt;MAGALING DIN SI DADDY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;~&gt; Dahil gagawin ang lahat para lang makaabot sa takdang oras. Wahaha. Masarap na naman ang puso ko. Sinuportahan ako.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ang araw na magtake na kami ng UPCAT. Dun ako sa building ng mga katulad kong salat sa buhay (hehe..ulit). Dun ko lang din nalaman kaya pala wala kong nakitang schoolmate (na mayayaman..haha) ay inihiwalay silang nagbayad..sa amin na walang pera. haha na naman. Umabot kami. Siguro, mga 10 na lang ang nasa labas na nakapila ng dumating ako. Buti na lang at SULIT ang apelyido ko. Nakahabol ako sa dulo. Wehehe.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Wala naman akong preparasyon sa exam na iyon (may kayabangan..hehe). Sa akin lang, bahala na si batman. Kung tadhana na dito ako mag-aaral, papasa ako. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Resulta.&lt;/strong&gt; February yata ang release ng result. Antay kami. Nun nagsimula ng magpadala ang UP ng result. May mga masaya at syempre..madami ang nalungkot. Ako naman, nagiintay kay mamang kartero. Pero march na wala pa din ako sulat! Waaaah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isang Adbentyur.&lt;/strong&gt; Kasama si Helen at Dianne, nagpunta kami sa UPLB. Naka uniform pa! Pers Taym kong magbiyahe nun ng medyo malayo. Biglaan lang. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Drama.&lt;/strong&gt; Pag dating sa Registrar, nakita namin, madami ang tao na tumitingin sa blackboard. Ako, na di alam ang gagawin, di muna tumingin, nagdasal lang. Mga 10 minutes, lumapit si Dianne, di niya nakita name niya. Lungkot. Ako, Kabado. Ahehe. At finally, nagdesisyun na akong tumingin...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Huwaaaat?!? Nandun ang name ko. dalawa pa! ..ang ngiti ko abot hanggang tenga. Wahaha. Kaya lang anu daw yun, pasado ako sa isang non-quota course (B.S. Biology) at waitlisted sa Computer Science.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Samakatuwid. Kahit pumasok ako sa UP, di ko matutupad ang pangarap kong maging isang Akawntant (na tulad ni nanay). At nun panahon na iyon, di ko alam kung anong meron sa future ko kapag kinuha ko ang B.S. Biology. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;At ang nangyari. Kinailangan kong magdesisyon. &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ambisyon o Institusyon.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ito na nga ako ngayon, tinatamasa ang natupad kong ambisyon, ang maging isang Certified sa Pilit na Akawntant. Masaya ako. Kahit di man ako nakapasok sa UP. Pero yun mga experience ng UPCAT, yun pakiramdam na pede naman pala ako dun (pumasok) at yun maipakita at maiparamdam ng magulang mo ang kanilang naguumapaw na suporta sapat na para makuntento ako sa napili ko. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Natupad ko ang aking AMBISYON dahil sa suporta ng magulang ko. =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-4809634711709892940?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4809634711709892940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4809634711709892940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4809634711709892940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4809634711709892940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/10/kwentong-upcat.html' title='Kwentong UPCAT'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2218354380544541850</id><published>2008-10-07T04:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T08:50:16.317+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaya Gaya Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;nakita ko sa blog ni lois buno..isang aktibong alumni ng OSA servi =)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;at dahil tatlo na ang apelyido na gamit ko..&lt;strong&gt;ARCIAGA - SULIT - CACANANTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Unahin natin ang apelyido ni nanay -&lt;strong&gt; ARCIAGA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;PADDING-TOP: 7px;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Statistics for Arciaga:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;ul style="FONT-SIZE: 11px;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Arciaga is the &lt;b&gt;53904th&lt;/b&gt; most common family name in the United States &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Arciaga occurs &lt;b&gt;359&lt;/b&gt; times in the most recent US Census (2000) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;ul style="FONT-SIZE: 11px;"&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;0.13 out of every 100,000&lt;/b&gt; people in the United States have the family name Arciaga &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.52%&lt;/b&gt; are White &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; are Black &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.08%&lt;/b&gt; are Hispanic (any) &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;80.22%&lt;/b&gt; are Asian / Pacific Islander &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;0%&lt;/b&gt; are American Indian / Native American &lt;/font&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.18%&lt;/b&gt; are Two or More&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ahehe..o di ba..more asian talaga ang aming nale..=)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Next naman ang aking family name nung dalaga pa ako..hihi..SULIT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Statistics for &lt;strong&gt;Sulit&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Sulit is the &lt;b&gt;56826th&lt;/b&gt; most common family name in the United States &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Sulit occurs &lt;b&gt;336&lt;/b&gt; times in the most recent US Census (2000) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;0.12 out of every 100,000&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; people in the United States have the family name Sulit &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;5.95%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are White &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are Black &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;4.76%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are Hispanic (any) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;86.31%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are Asian / Pacific Islander &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are American Indian / Native American &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;                                                     2.38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt; are Two or More &lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;At ang apelyido ko ngayon &lt;strong&gt;CACANANTA&lt;/strong&gt;..di masyadong kilala..ibig sabihin extinct ang lahi nina &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;gary..ahaha..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;next naman ang aking namesung..&lt;strong&gt;NINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;Origin: &lt;i&gt;Native American&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Meaning: &lt;i&gt;Strong&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;At ang kay hubby popoy - &lt;strong&gt;GARY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;Origin: &lt;i&gt;English&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/dir&gt; &lt;p&gt;                    Meaning: &lt;i&gt;Carries a spear&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at ayan na si bakekang..ala pa ding magawa sa life..ahehe..&lt;a href="http://namewiki.info"&gt;kayo naman!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2218354380544541850?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2218354380544541850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2218354380544541850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2218354380544541850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2218354380544541850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/10/gaya-gaya-part-ii.html' title='Gaya Gaya Part II'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-3405048194576471223</id><published>2008-09-25T11:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T16:17:23.954+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaya Gaya Puto Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dahil sa walang maipost..katamaran magwento ng buhay buhay. Nanggaya si Bakekang sa isa niyang kumare..ahehe..si mareng moninay..thanks for the link mare.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="3"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; uy..straightforward!!! hanu yun? problem solver..kaya pala ang daming problema..haha..listen to both sides..kaya minsan nasabihan akong balimbing...waaah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Tanong ng bayan: Si Popoy, gwapo?  Sagot ni Bakekang: MABAIT!!!!!! haha..Gary is the most beautiful person I have ever met..naks! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Ayan! nagpadalos dalos..ahehe..but I am all blessed meeting MR. RIGHT? Am i right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Uy! Head over heals..serious daw ako..oo naman..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt;  Ano ba dapat? Matalino o Madiskarte?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Ahehe..Office Girl.  Need to go back to working mode..to have my own moolah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Nothing! As in! Kahit sabihin pa ng Dean namin na di ako papasa ng board exam..carry lang..What bakekang wants..bakekang gets!  Brat!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; Di ko masyado naintindihan.  Basta ayoko lang ng mag-isa. Takot ako sa mumu..ahaha..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;~&gt; First Sentence.  Medyo lang.  Second Sentence. Very True. (Ask Popoy and friends)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kayo naman..know yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-3405048194576471223?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3405048194576471223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=3405048194576471223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3405048194576471223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3405048194576471223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/09/gaya-gaya-puto-maya.html' title='Gaya Gaya Puto Maya'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8576449228337653327</id><published>2008-09-18T04:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T09:13:22.147+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluskies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Last night, when Popoy and I are about to sleep, we had this small conversation. Popoy sometimes do this story telling about his office life for me. Feeling like a child (again!), I listen carefully to him.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The story is about his boss and his immediate staff (not gary).  During break time they had an argument (a friendly one). They were talking about why does the climate change. Very interesting right? The boss says it is because of the Earth's tilted position. The staff disagrees and stated another one.  Breaktime ends and still the two argues about it. The discussion continues during lunch break. Knowing the boss, he refuses to be on the losing side. They had a bet on whoever wins the discussion.  What is the price? A cup of coffee.  Hehehe. They search over the net to get the right facts.  The discussion continues, and another topic was brought.  The boss ask another question, why does the sky is blue? Very relevant to their positions?!!? (They are Engineers on a semicon company..haha!)  His staff, of course, would state what he knows.  He said it is because of the ocean's color reflection.  The boss (again) disagrees.  So to make the long story short, the other staff around them who listen to their discussion got bored.  And that includes my dear Popoy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;And since what they are talking about is regarding the color blue, Popoy popped the question, and &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#3333ff"&gt;why does the BLUSKIES' (the biscuit itself) color is not blue&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SNHwdAoKCsUAAHrygpU1/bluskies.jpg?et=rVnxLh23AQPrzCsqHAPoqw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The team asked and wondered, &lt;font size="5"&gt;WHY?!?&lt;/font&gt; (with annoyance!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Popoy said because it is misspelled. &lt;font size="3"&gt;BLU lacks the letter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; "E".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The people around was not amazed. Hehe. and asked another question, &lt;font size="5"&gt;SO?!?!?&lt;/font&gt; (I can imagine their facial reaction, Popoy is a very good story teller!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Popoy explained once again, it lacks the letter "E" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;because it lacks &lt;font size="6"&gt;Engredient!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;And everyone laughed their hearts out with Popoy's hirit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Haha..I was giggling with his story (no laughing coz gab is sleeping). Popoy made the boring discussion ended.  And he makes himself, once again a star.  Nye!  He ends my day happy too!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8576449228337653327?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8576449228337653327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8576449228337653327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8576449228337653327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8576449228337653327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/09/bluskies.html' title='Bluskies'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2554429762590588148</id><published>2008-09-01T04:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:53:25.464+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuk-oh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;It took four months before I got a decent (decent na ba yan?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; ahehe..pedicure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLt@vQoKCsUAAAcwb9M1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLt@vQoKCsUAAAcwb9M1/P9010248.JPG?et=fpAt2sRDTqKb5jjEKpyPeQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And when I look at my feet.  I was saying to myself.  "Ang cute ng toes ko!"  Very cute cause it so so small and almost of the same size.  Haha.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;~ Thank God Cute Normal Feet ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2554429762590588148?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2554429762590588148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2554429762590588148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2554429762590588148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2554429762590588148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/09/kuk-oh.html' title='Kuk-oh!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4531863819161795886</id><published>2008-09-01T03:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:39:33.675+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dadut's 56th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yep.  My Daddy is now 30 years older than me.  Yay!  Daduts..our term of endearment for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLt7QwoKCsUAAD6EsNc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLt7QwoKCsUAAD6EsNc1/P8300190.JPG?et=D%2C7RSxEL1Vj1kHEwL%2BnOlQ&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICARDO BASBAS SULIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know (and feel) that at this point in time, that he is alone (that is without a partner, my nanay).  He really have that certain feeling of being alone and lonely.  Not that we aren't there to be with him but he feels that at a point in time.  We will leave him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having this thought.  I felt.  That somehow, that dream of mine (and his!)  working down under is really not meant to happen for now.  Because there is a need for me to be with Daddy.  My dad is a person who refuses to be termed emotional.  But he is.  When my younger sister Joy called him, he said unknowingly (because he is already drunk..hehe!) "Kapag kinasal ka..dito ka sa akin titira ha. Kasi kapag umalis na ang mga ate mo (ako yun) wala na akong kasama."  And that is the reason, even he yells me at times, hehe..and super toyo to the max, I cannot leave him. Because I really do not want him to feel that he is left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLt7sgoKCsUAAFDiiZs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLt7sgoKCsUAAFDiiZs1/peborit-apo-resized.JPG?et=j%2B8dHPBymy%2B5JxIKRCDs9A&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank God for Gab, he is now the one of the source of his hapiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And amidst all the palo, sermon, at strictness to the max..I am thankful for having him as MY Father.  We will not be able to reach this status without his disciplined way of raising his kids.  I know that we never vocally say that we love each other.  Daddy, you know that I am proud of you and how you were able to conquer loneliness.  Nanay must be so happy seeing you smile like this...ahehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLt8LwoKCsUAAFG8xsQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLt8LwoKCsUAAFG8xsQ1/P8300197.JPG?et=kEB3unXEUCMd%2CWJH7GaRbw&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Daduts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-4531863819161795886?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4531863819161795886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4531863819161795886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4531863819161795886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4531863819161795886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/09/dadut-56th-birthday.html' title='Dadut&amp;#39;s 56th Birthday'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7256838431443898253</id><published>2008-07-10T18:11:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T18:11:00.686+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Dilemna: To stay or not to stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dahil sa kakapilit ko kay popoy na alagaan ko muna si kulas..dito ako sa bahay ngayon at ineenjoy mabuti ang pagiging nanay...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;pero as time goes by..naks! nararamdaman ko na ang need..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;need to earn more money to save for our future..for kulas' future..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;di ko alam if tama si daddy na dapat ba talaga kong magwork..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm torn between  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #66ffff;" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;staying at home with kulas &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to personally take care of him..wherein admittedly..im enjoying so much.  With that, i am looking for the best work at home job.   Currently,  I am working as a part-time Accountant of Lyokze Technologies Trading (I-advertise ba ang company).  Offering some made to order invites (Thanks Edsel!). Selling some bags and apparels at our store (Hehe) and Mastering the art of Digital Layouting.  (Baka may mga pictures kayo staying so much in you hard drives you may keep me busy while earning some bucks..hehe).  Dami kong naiisip na business, pero do not have the money to start with it.  (Calling Kuya and Joy!!! Hahaha)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffcc99;" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;Or not to stay at home with kulas...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That means..working at a company!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The advantageous thing about it is that I am going to earn money on a regular basis.  Twice a month the least. Magkaroon ng sariling pera.   I can get to buy Baby Gabriel things I cannot afford now.  I am not comfortable spending Popoy's money.  Nakakahiya kasi.  Hehe..pero syempre, I have doubts.  With whom shall I entrust Kulas?  Parang di ko kaya ipagkatiwala siya sa iba eh.  Hehe.  I shall miss (a little maybe) the opportunity of taking care of him kasi baka maging busy ako sa work.  (You know naman accounting..boring..ahaha..toxic na work!) Kasi nga minsan lang maging baby si Kulas.  Darating ang time, I may not be able to see him much.  Kasi he will go to school na.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Pero..up until when shall I be at home?  Hay..that is something I really cannot tell.  Sa ngayon, I enjoy every moment we have ni Kulas.  But I know in time, I need to work again.  Kasi si Popoy.  Nagsabi sa akin.  Di daw talaga niya kaya.  Pero pumayag siya sa kagustuhan ko  na mag-stay at home muna.  Bait no?  Kaya ako, tiis lang.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ano kaya? Kelan kaya ako dapat magwork ulit? may advice ka ba? Ano bang magandang plano? Hmmmm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-7256838431443898253?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7256838431443898253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7256838431443898253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7256838431443898253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7256838431443898253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/07/current-dilemna-to-stay-or-not-to-stay.html' title='Current Dilemna: To stay or not to stay'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5522296287811563111</id><published>2008-06-06T21:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T21:35:00.649+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEkUlAoKCsUAAA6vBIA1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEkT-AoKCsUAAARVnxc1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEkVLwoKCsUAAB@Y4341"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEkVBAoKCsUAABD7gxQ1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEkVBAoKCsUAABD7gxQ1/a1.JPG?et=Xu8sj%2CqMSMZbTU4CXyQb4Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know that at this point in time, even though we are only inches apart, you never know how happy you are making me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With all that we have been through, ever since you are still in me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are so many things that you changed in me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You are the inspiration that made my life more exciting as well as challenging.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Never did I realized, that you will bring such an enormous feeling deep within me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Something that is indescribable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just looking at you as you sleep so calmly and making some weird faces completes my day ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How much more when that little eyes of yours slowly opens the day with a smile?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A smile that has captured everybody’s heart&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in our humble abode.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You make so many things that bind us all together. These small things which really matters, such as how you make that little face &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;looks like a crumpled paper when you are about to explode that very loud sound.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Haha!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A sound that when heard by all of us, fill the house with laughter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really love every thing that you do.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SEkU3woKCsUAABD7gwA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SEkU3woKCsUAABD7gwA1/a.JPG?et=wRmAdEpYsxd0WMc8NfhMMw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;The way you react with every sound you hear…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;The way you smile at me when we talk…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;The way you make different sounds…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;And on how you embrace me unknowingly…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;That every time I am away, I know that you are looking for mommy’s cuddle…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;On how excited you are when you are about to feed on me…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;Your little gestures my angel has brought big changes in my life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;These are changes that I wished for…and it was granted.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;You truly are such a blessing!!!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will never stop thanking God for bringing you into our lives…May we make the most of every moment we have together as you grow to be a good man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;May we, (together with Daddy Popoy) be able to guide you as become the person God has intended you to be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; "&gt;&lt;font face="Times New Roman" size="3"&gt;We love you baby…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5522296287811563111?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5522296287811563111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5522296287811563111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5522296287811563111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5522296287811563111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts-of-you.html' title='Thoughts of YOU'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4356867563438212601</id><published>2008-05-14T10:42:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:13:04.965+03:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time Mommy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;What is a mother? It is a woman who conceives, gives birth to, or raises and nurtures a child.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;But we all know..that a mom is beyond that.. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SCrQUwoKCsUAAH@HkXI1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCrQUwoKCsUAAH@HkXI1/mommy_gab1_sephia.JPG?et=x%2CFWRhr29G5whL0zaHZWRA&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;During my pregnancy, I am a bit hesitant about how will I be able to take care of my little unborn? I was confused knowing that I do not have my nanay around to teach me things.  Those things that a first time mommy like me needs.   &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Di ko talaga alam kung papaano maalagaan ang batang ilalabas ko.  But like Nanay, whom I know is watching me all the time up above, I need to be strong for my little precious.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;When baby came, I am overwhelmed with the resposibilities.  I am alone. It is not that Popoy is &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SCrQaQoKCsUAAH-p9go1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCrQaQoKCsUAAH-p9go1/mommy_gab2_pencil.JPG?et=R5tGJnRF3MA3hBTY0hn6fQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;unsupportive. I am very thankful to have the man who helped me be a fulfilled woman.. =)  But it is that as a mother, I need to take care of my little one.  I have to feed him at anytime he demands.  (I am targeting full breastfeeding up until I can). I have to change his diapers, clean his pupus, bathe him, all of it, without the help of mom. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;And I miss her once again.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;At times, it made me cry, hoping that she is there when I need to have my questions be answered.  Who will assist me and teach me on how can I take good care of my angel.  Reality strikes that I have to strive working on my own. That I have to master the art of MOTHERHOOD. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Sa kabila naman ng lahatng paghihirap, pagtatanong, pangungulila at kung ano anong emosyon..may pahina na naman  na nadagdag sa buhay ni bakekang. Isang pahina na babalik balikan. Lilipat man ito sa susunod na kabanata..masaya&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCrQiwoKCsUAAHxuePc1/mommy_gab3_page.JPG?et=nTguLYXSuspVfrGvJvy%2Blw&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt; akong maipagmamalaki na kakayanin ko at kinaya ang mga pagsubok ng maging isang Ina.  Oo.  Matatag ako.  Yan ang iniisip kong lagi.  Sa lahat ng problemang dumating at maaring dumating sa amin ni Baby at Popoy.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;At sa araw na inilaan para sa mga Ina.  Isa na ako  sa mga masasayang babae na nagkaroon ng panibagong dahilan upang mabuhay at mabuhay ng marangal at maayos.  Sa araw na ito.  Nagpapasalamat din ako sa lahat ng babaeng naging bahagi ng paglago ko.  Na nagsilbing Ina sa akin. May asawa man o wala. Lahat sila ay naging sandigan para magkaroon ng isang Bakekang na may tinatanaw na mga pangarap.  Isang Bakekang na huhubog ng panibagong tao. &lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SCrQmwoKCsUAAH@VnOE1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SCrQmwoKCsUAAH@VnOE1/mommy_gab4_bubble.JPG?et=6RUB%2BWa5zQVT25h%2Clizl5A&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Kaya para sa iyo, GABRIEL NICHOLAS, salamat kay Lord sa pagdating mo sa buhay ko..mahal na mahal kita..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-4356867563438212601?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4356867563438212601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4356867563438212601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4356867563438212601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4356867563438212601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time-mommy.html' title='First Time Mommy =)'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5529456884657482565</id><published>2008-04-10T08:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:57:18.719+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Bakekang ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=2 width=350 align=center border=0&gt; &lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=middle bgColor=#eeeeee&gt;&lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;What Bakekang Means&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD bgColor=#ffffff&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width=100&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.&lt;BR&gt;You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.&lt;BR&gt;Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;BR&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;BR&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.&lt;BR&gt;You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.&lt;BR&gt;People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;BR&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;BR&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;BR&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;BR&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life.&lt;BR&gt;You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone.&lt;BR&gt;Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5529456884657482565?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5529456884657482565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5529456884657482565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5529456884657482565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5529456884657482565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/bakekang.html' title='~ Bakekang ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5524358378965287206</id><published>2008-04-10T08:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:53:34.627+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Ninalyn ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=2 width=350 align=center border=0&gt; &lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=middle bgColor=#eeeeee&gt;&lt;FONT style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;What Ninalyn Means&lt;/STRONG&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD bgColor=#ffffff&gt; &lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" width=100&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000000&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;BR&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;BR&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;BR&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;BR&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. &lt;BR&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. &lt;BR&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;BR&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;BR&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.&lt;BR&gt;You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.&lt;BR&gt;You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;DIV align=center&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5524358378965287206?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5524358378965287206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5524358378965287206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5524358378965287206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5524358378965287206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/ninalyn.html' title='~ Ninalyn ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6654493470016182753</id><published>2008-04-03T03:58:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T08:07:14.712+03:00</updated><title type='text'>He Came!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-Rj9goKCsUAAFcxcPw1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-Rj9goKCsUAAFcxcPw1/P3290176.JPG?et=aoAImCBTSOst9JaMT5cAfQ&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; "Just when I thought I was over you..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Just when I thought I can stand on my own..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Oh Baby..those mem'ries come crushing through.."&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;"Marriage is the only war wherein you sleep with your enemy. "&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Yun na nga ang ginawa ko kay Popoy dahil wala akong magagawa kundi ang makatabi siya sa higaan the day before the wedding ni grasya.  Ayun at ginamit ko na ang pinakatatago kong pangsangga para di na lang ako madismaya dahil kinabukasan..magisa akong maglalayag sa kalsada. S&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;ilence is one of the weapon I use when Popoy and I was into something not that good.  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;At take note.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;The goody man my hubby is..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;HE CAME!!!&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Not at the time I arrived sa church, but nonetheless, he surprised me by coming over and giving up that event he needs to attend to.  Alam kong negative yun sa kanyang record pero mas pinili pa din niya ako..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;Weeeeh! Ang saya ko naman..Yun lang. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6654493470016182753?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6654493470016182753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6654493470016182753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6654493470016182753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6654493470016182753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-came.html' title='He Came!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6549425457898368636</id><published>2008-03-29T14:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T06:53:42.883+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Sad, Whatever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Ni revise ko lang yun homily ni Father sa Mass nina John last Wednesday.  I am just having mixed emotions today.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Happy.&lt;/STRONG&gt;  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Coz today, another friend of mine will say "I do" to her boyfriend of more than 10 years.  Whew! Bigatin di ba?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignmiddleb src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@28pgoKCsUAADQ4GWA1/roldan_grace.JPG?et=LdUanhc140el%2Cer94TdXFg&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#666666 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt; Sad.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am attending the said event without Popoy.   &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff6600 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Happy.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;The reason why he cannot accompany me for the said "once in a lifetime event" of our dear friend is that he received "Silver Award" for a report he submitted to their mother company in Japan.  Yehey!  This will be held at Bellevue Hotel in Alabang.  Tama ba ang spelling ko ng hotel na un?&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#666666 size=5&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Sad.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have been asking him ever since we have known the exact date of the wedding and promised me that he will be there.  And that only yesterday.  He confirmed that he will not be able to attend.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I am hurted.  For a fact that when his boss, asked him to choose between being with me to go to the wedding and attending the said award's night.  HE CHOOSES TO ATTEND THE AWARD'S NIGHT.  He kept on saying "Sorry".  Ala daw siyang magagawa.  I cannot determine if I am just being childish and stubborn.  Insisting to myself that I should be the one to be chosen.  I do not want to limit his decision but in my heart, I still feel the need to be taken cared of..especially that I am on my 37th week. Whew! Call me inconsiderate, but this did not happen only once.  It happened many times.  Choosing between staying with workmates or fetching/accompanying me.  Hay...I had no doubt if He really loves me or not.  But It is that kind of importance I need to feel. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R@25SgoKCsUAAHBWzhs1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignright src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@25SgoKCsUAAHBWzhs1/party_nina.JPG?et=p1E7nHarzlUSI9IPMqKI0A&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But then again, for the benefit of my BABY NHOJ, who is bound to fill my lonely day with laughters and is cheering me up by making some groovy moves inside my big tummy.  I shall post this pic of mine as I celebrate my 26th year here on earth.  Yipee!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Maybe.  Just Maybe.  Tomorrow will be  a "Happy Mode" day since there will be a double celebration as I bid bye bye to my wonderful 25th year and Little Johnny as he graduates Grades School and enters High School.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;But whatever happens, it is still us that decides on how we shall deal with negative emotions, and that is turning this bad chi into a good one.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;That is Power Thinking!  Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R@25SgoKCsUAAHBWzhs1"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6549425457898368636?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6549425457898368636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6549425457898368636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6549425457898368636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6549425457898368636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-sad-whatever.html' title='Happy, Sad, Whatever...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8314470748509006878</id><published>2008-03-03T13:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:29:49.181+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Samu't Saring Kwento</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt; Hay..I am in the office right now..eto at emote mode ako ngayon. in days..I will be adding another year in my age..hmmm..isang taon na naman ang lumipas and it have been a very wonderful silver year of my life. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Ang daming nangyari sa nagdaang taon..di ko akalain na ganon kabilis ang mga pangyayari at eto..isa na akong expectant mom at the age of 25. Not too young nor too old to start my new career in motherhood. I must admit that before, upon knowing of the existence of this little angel of mine, medyo hesitant ako if I am really am able to be a good mom to my child and my future children. Dun din ako nakaisip if I am ready to be Popoy's wife na tlaga. Pero all in all, masaya ako ngayon to whatever state I am now. Maraming advantages akong nararanasan to be called MRS. GARY CACANANTA. Sa dami nun, this post might be a boring one to enumerate. Siguro kapag nagkaroon na ulit ako ng inspirasyon to list all of it. Pero I know that I am truly blessed being given this great gifts: My Hubby and My Baby.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;Sa nagdaang taon, I was able to prove that I am capable of working ang competing abroad. Yun nga lang..maybe God wants me to be in another situation. Maybe not now that I am having another responsibility to my baby and honey. Having this, mas nakafocus ako to the years ahead. Not like when I am still single, kesehodang alang ipon, basta magpakasaya. Tsaka ngayon, “we” are planning definite plans. Di na un tipong “bahala na si batman”. Madami na kaming inaayos. Madami na din pangarap na in my humble opinion, we have accomplished early. At this age namin ni Popoy, although, madami pa kaming lalakbayin, masaya kasi nakapagsimula na kami. Baby steps as it may seems, I am cherishing those steps, steps that are very crucial to a new marriage. And I believe that we are tracking the right path. Eto na nga at nagwento na ako. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;Sige na nga.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;Being a wife of Popoy, it was really a blessing. Sobra. It is not that I usually win over whatever whims I have at the moment. Pero most of the time, I win it! Nyehehe! I am being pampered so much that I may miss this when baby nhoj comes. Nagselos na agad? Ahaha.. Alam naman ng lahat, how kind my hubby is. How he values family over other things. And although, we are not yet blessed sa church kasi we had our civil wedding only, I am happy na we are able to go to church regularly. We are starting it right..I know and I believe. It was HIS plan to place me/us in this situation. One of the things I wished for and was granted!!! Yehey! I know I am not that good (super mabait) to deserve such blessings! But ganon talaga..paborito ako ni Lord eh!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;And being a paborito, syempre, di maiiwasan ang sandamakmak na pagsubok. It is during this time, na ang dami kong naiisip. Dami kong gustong gawin. Pero everything should be well planned na..kasi we have another human being to consider. And that is our little baby. I am feeling more mature on my decisions and actions. I think over things many times before I decide to dig into it. As in. Sobrang negosyante na ang lola mo, kasi di ko basta isasabak ang lahat para sa isang maling desisyon pa. Pero I know in time, I will commit many. Then Learn from it. It was that naman di ba? &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;And this journey shall continue..Bakekang will still be on the go!!!! Woohoo!&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;At yan na nga..bumibilang na tayo..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=insertedphoto&gt;&lt;A href="http://bluenina.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R8tu6goKCsUAAGQUBDo1"&gt;&lt;IMG class=alignleft src="http://images.bluenina.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R8tu6goKCsUAAGQUBDo1/P1220200.JPG?et=jhSDpvCtkz5MvhJe9DixWw&amp;nmid=" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;I am on my 33&lt;SUP&gt;rd&lt;/SUP&gt; week of pregnancy. It is fun being in this kind of condition kasi everyone calls you “buntis”. Most of the people you see around are nice to you. There is a special attention being given to you especially at this stage na obvious na ang aking tiyan. Little Nhoj (ang tawag ko sa kanya up until he comes into this world) is getting bigger na din. He occupies most of the space in my tummy. Pero kahit ano pa man..lamon pa din. Hehe. But I am not a “Pasawife”naman. I regularly drink my vitamins and kahit papaano eh iwas din sa bawal. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;Naku, mahaba na itong kwento ko. Bak to work na ulit ako. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in" align=justify&gt;Until next time! Tata!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8314470748509006878?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8314470748509006878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8314470748509006878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8314470748509006878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8314470748509006878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/03/samu-saring-kwento.html' title='Samu&amp;#39;t Saring Kwento'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-798233573018092121</id><published>2008-01-17T03:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T08:41:42.864+03:00</updated><title type='text'>And he kissed me "Good Night!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;And he kissed me good night!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Naks..english ang title ng post ko na ito pero tagalog kong iwewento ang isa sa mga dahilan kung bakit kaya ko pa rin ngumiti sa kabila ng lahat.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Nahihirapan ako sa panahon na ito, syempre dala na rin ng lumalaki kong tiyan eh, kasabay na ang iba’t ibang emosyon na pumapalaot sa makitid kong utak.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pero sa bawat pagtitiis kong ito, may napakagandang kapalit.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Di ko sinasabi ako na ang pinakasawi sa lahat ng nangangarap. Hello lang, saan ka pa na kahit may asawa ka na eh, ang butihing mong ama pa din ang gigising sa umaga at ipagluluto ang bunso mong kapatid ng baon, syempre kasabay nun ang paghahanda sa pagkain namin ni Popoy dear.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pero, di din naman lahat ng dinaranas ko eh nakakatuwa.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pag-kaalis ni Popoy kasabay ang aking makulit na kapatid (hehe).&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Dun na magsisimula ang paglalayag ng utak ko.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Isa na dun ang isipin na ilang oras akong matatali sa gitna ng dagat ng walang kasama.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Dun ko pupunuin ang utak ko ng kung ano ano..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;At ang mga ito ay ang mga sumusunod.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; mahirap ang walang datung na inaasahan. Jobless kasi ako eh. Donation naman dyan! (wehehe!!!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; nasasayang ang oras ko pero pinipilit kong gumawa ng kabutihan. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; uy! Positive naman..gagawa ako ng mga gagamitin ng anak naming ni Popoy. (meron na akong pillowcases na blue..tinahi ko yun!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; babalik sa sayang at di na kami sabay pumasok ni popoy sa work.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; magbabasa kunwari. Magcheck ng email. Magapply kung may papatol. Magfriendster at magmultiply.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;~&gt; at marami pang iba.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Dun, totoyoin ako sa gitna ng dagat at bago pa man magkagat dilim, magsisimula akong bumalik sa baybay dagat para mag-handa sa pagbabalik ni Popoy.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Maiirita dahil paulit-ulit na lang ang ginagawa.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Laba. Luto. Kain. Kain. Kain. Wehehe. Linis. Laba. Luto.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Hehe..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;So anong masaya sa buhay ko na super boring?&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Syempre, nung dumating na si Popoy, ipaghahain ko na siya ng paborito niyang pinakbet.wehehe. na noon ko lang naman niluto.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ordinaryong araw lang yun.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;PAgkatapos, naghugas ako ng pinggan, nag-ayos ng higaan habang si Popoy abalang naglilinis ng katawan. Uy! Bango niya..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;At tumabi na siya sa akin..yun na! Kiss na niya ako sa noo (Uy! Lola?!?) At biglang nag-thank you! Ang sarap naman..kahit pagod na ako sa maghapon ditto sa bahay..eh..may premyo pala ang lahat.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;At mahimbing na natulog si Bakekang habang hinihimas ang bilog niyang..tiyan! Haha..&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt;Ayun. Masaya na ulit ako.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="trebuchet ms" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-798233573018092121?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/798233573018092121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=798233573018092121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/798233573018092121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/798233573018092121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-he-kissed-me-night.html' title='And he kissed me &amp;quot;Good Night!&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5361910351239945359</id><published>2008-01-05T07:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T12:17:17.658+03:00</updated><title type='text'>On Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;This post should have been posted during the times when I am really down with regards to my condition.&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt" align=center&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;EM&gt;Dahil normal sa babae ang mabuntis..inamin na ni J.Lo at Christina Aguilera ang lahat..kahit si Jennylyn Mercado umamin na din..I decided to post na din ang entry na ito.&lt;/EM&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;This has been the first post I will ever have regarding the status of my new life.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;There have been so many things that fill my day the past few months.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I kept it all inside me and hide the fact there is a problem that burdens me and it has been the most difficult challenge that I ever faced.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Although, many people had gone through this scenario, I must admit that you will never can tell how scary being on it until you are at it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Never did I imagine that I will be one of those people, we commented so much.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;I am guilty of being so in love with a man whom I know that truly is God-given.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;But that will never justify whatever it is that we are currently having.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;A trouble I guess at first, because I looked at it before as a fault. It is a terrible mistake of a seemingly perfect relationship.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;That is something which should not be done nor thought of doing.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;But that was it.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I am guilty of the so called early pregnancy.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Although I must say that the man whom I share the love for our unborn baby is the perfect guy for me, the situation is uncalled for.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;There were so many nights that I cried to sleep.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Thinking over what we have done.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;What could have gone wrong?&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Did I trust that easy or give in so fast that God has planned this so that we could learn our lessons well.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I have read in the best selling book Purpose Driven Life, that every child is planned by God.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;No matter what the situation is.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;That my little angel was already in God’s plan.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;It was very hard for me to accept all those things.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Those are the things that I will be sacrificing when this happened.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;It is because my child will come into the world soon!&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;At this point of time, I had gone over the fault finding, the heartbreaks, the self pity and all those negative emotions that I felt.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;It was this situation that made me stronger.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I thanked my mom (although she is no longer here with us) for all those advices and inspirations I always kept in mind that somehow I know God has already prepared me going through this situation.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Well. The most depressing part of this is breaking the news to my Dad.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I admire and love him so much that I truly know that I have made a mistake that will disappoint him.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I was arguing with Popoy when he will have the guts to tell my dad about it. Yes, he is the man! Who else?!? Until I find the right strategy, surfing over the internet to pick some suggestions from the people who share the same situation. The Letter Strategy is the most convincing advice I picked.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Then, I told Popoy about my plan.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;He agreed.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;He must agree! He he!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;The plan had gone as expected.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;As any Dad would ever felt that her little daughter will soon be taken by the man he trusted so well, it was his initial reaction that made my soon to be more scared of him.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Although, I admit that I expect some people to react negatively, I was a bit disappointed with some whom I felt that will support me the most in this dilemma I am going through are the ones who almost turned their back on me.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I neither blame them for their reaction nor accept their opinion.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I may say that I am too stubborn to feel what they feel.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I am selfish, thinking about how to solve this problem when in fact even before there are lot of things that we still need to figure out together to solve.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;But everything has already changed.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;My perspective in life has turned around from being a happy go lucky girl to being responsible woman looking forward to building a family that will correct all those wrong things done before.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman"&gt;Now, I can accept all the name callings being tagged over me. Although, I admit that I am a strong woman, carefully molded by my humble experience from the past 25 years, I still feel the hurt.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I just know that I needed to be strong even if I can’t, I just have to be.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;For my baby and my future family.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;I have to start moving on.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Even some people around still cannot.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;I just have this one request from you who is reading this.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Please pray for me, my baby, my husband, and my loved ones.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;May all wounds heal that were created by this mistake.&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;Amen.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5361910351239945359?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5361910351239945359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5361910351239945359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5361910351239945359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5361910351239945359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2008/01/on-pregnancy.html' title='On Pregnancy'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2126181899270293062</id><published>2007-12-27T17:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T08:38:27.612+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Haym Vak!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Ako ay muling nagbalik.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Makalipas ang ilang buwan ng pananahimik.  Nandito ako muli.  Nabasag ng pagkakataon at muling binuo ng isang taong binigay ng Diyos upang maging katuwang hanggang sa dulo ng walang hanggan.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Ang drama ng entrada ng lola mo ano?  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Pano bang hindi magiging maramdamin ang salita ko eh dumaan ako sa isang napakasikip na kalye.  Madilim pa.  Siguro kahit flashlight di ka makakadaan.  Buti na lang may kasabay akong naka HHWWPSSP (Nyahaha!).  Meron din ibang tumulong at nagbigay ng tamang direksyon. (Salamat sa inyo ha!)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Doon ko nalaman.  Kahit gaano kadilim ang kalyeng binabagtas mo.  Makakaraan ka pa din.  Kasi ilang saglit lang na pagiintay mag bukang liwayway na..na magbibigay ng liwanag sa di tiyak na daraaanan.  Aun.  Dumating ang araw na pinakaiintay ko. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Eto na ako ngayon.  Masaya sa kabila ng pangyayaring minsan na inisip na sana ay di ko naranasan.  Pero alam kong dahil sa kaganapan na ito. Nakuha ko ang isang piraso ng palaisipan na bubuo sa puzzle ng buhay ko.  Hinubog ako ng pagkakataon.  Pinatatag ng mga taong nakapaligid.  Positibo man o negatibo ang dulot.  Alam kong kinailangan ko sila para muli akong makatindig. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Ang dami kong kwento.  &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Sana mabasa mo.  Sama sama nating sariwain ang nakalipas na buwan ng buhay ko.  At bagtasin ang nalalabi pang araw ng taon na ito. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=3&gt;Kasi si "Bakekang on the Go" na naman para bumuo ng panibagong puzzle. &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2126181899270293062?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2126181899270293062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2126181899270293062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2126181899270293062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2126181899270293062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/12/haym-vak.html' title='Haym Vak!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1327037246929035053</id><published>2007-10-26T09:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T04:27:33.002+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blame it on Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what we did was wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So blame it all on us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We will accept it wholeheartedly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry...&lt;/span&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/10874224-1327037246929035053?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1327037246929035053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1327037246929035053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1327037246929035053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1327037246929035053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/blame-it-on-us.html' title='Blame it on Us'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6273463162500161907</id><published>2007-10-10T06:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:36:13.174+03:00</updated><title type='text'>13th month: a PAY not a bonus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehe..upon browsing the net..i came to read a conversation regarding the 13th month being considered by many filipinos as bonus..la lang..ako din kasi ganon ang pananaw sa 13th month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme share this with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thursday, January 11th, 2007 in For Sharing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why there is a 13-month bonus when it is really isn’t a bonus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mystery is finally revealed! When the British were in Singapore, they were being paid weekly &amp;amp; they argued that Singaporeans were actually being cheated into believing that the 13th month pay is a bonus. Singaporeans are being paid monthly which is equivalent to 4 weeks pay coz there are 4 weeks in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the British were paid weekly, it worked out to the same. You see, there are 7 days in a week. 4 weeks in a month. 12 months in a year. Then 12 months should work out to 48 weeks only. But 1 year actually has 52 weeks!!! Hence the 13th month is your own pay not bonus??!!). So, the British argued that there is in fact no bonus at all??? It is a very simple calculation that stunned many!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilan taon na din akong nedenggoy nun ah..wahaha..buti na lang di na ako nag work at di na din aasa sa 13th month pay..wehehe..so sa mga nagiintay ng 13th month pay nila..good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6273463162500161907?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6273463162500161907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6273463162500161907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6273463162500161907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6273463162500161907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/13th-month-pay-not-bonus.html' title='13th month: a PAY not a bonus!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5902863800477927935</id><published>2007-10-06T18:48:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T18:57:15.862+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nalulungkot ako...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hating gabi na..di pa din ako makatulog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakalungkot kasi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko masabi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko makaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang kelan? Hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana bukas pag gising ko..kayanin ko na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5902863800477927935?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5902863800477927935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5902863800477927935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5902863800477927935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5902863800477927935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/nalulungkot-ako.html' title='Nalulungkot ako...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2371044439627003981</id><published>2007-10-02T09:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:07:49.635+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Monina!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;weeeeeeeh!  o di ba tumanda ka na naman ng isang taon..salamat sa walang sawang suporta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RwHtzyVZybI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Og2v895OW8g/s1600-h/1_664182496l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RwHtzyVZybI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Og2v895OW8g/s400/1_664182496l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116632125610248626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman has been the one of the strongest person I met! (Libre naman dyan!)&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all the best life can offer! Labs yun fwend!&lt;br /&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/10874224-2371044439627003981?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2371044439627003981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2371044439627003981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2371044439627003981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2371044439627003981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthday-monina.html' title='Happy Birthday Monina!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RwHtzyVZybI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Og2v895OW8g/s72-c/1_664182496l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-796594837595820849</id><published>2007-10-02T09:48:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:48:46.601+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates to the Land Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been more than 2 months that I had tendered my resignation (but glad about it!) but there is no sign of the visa coming anytime.  Good Thing that cyber is here and I am able to fill in my free (super mega over free!) time.  Hahaha..the wait has been the very draining moment of every visa applicant as they may say.  But I choose not to fall for that.  But for more than 2 months of being a bum?  Naku..talaga palang nakakadrain ang pag-iintay. Yun nga at mahigit isang buwan na din yun "wishing you all the best" ng aking mga amigo at amiga! hehe..I have no choice but to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So for all those pipol who are much excited with me going abroad..naku, mahaba habang kwentuhan pa yata ito..pero I am not losing the hope that October will be my month! Woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come in October blessings! &lt;/span&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/10874224-796594837595820849?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/796594837595820849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=796594837595820849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/796594837595820849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/796594837595820849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/updates-to-land-down-under.html' title='Updates to the Land Down Under'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8936092425638647171</id><published>2007-10-02T09:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T09:39:47.207+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy on Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all make mistakes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most of the Times?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yah, I have been absent in cyber writing because i felt empty.  I am so lost for words that I cannot describe the feeling that I am experiencing right now.  We all plan for good things for our future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the positive ones.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is the sad fact about it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That when bad (or not so bad) things happen, we are left in the middle of nowhere.  Parang binagsakan ka ng isang truck ng yelo at pinatay lahat ng cells mo para wala kang maramdaman na kahit ano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what I felt when a not so good thing happens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But as 25-year old girl (or lady), I should know the consequences of my mistakes.  Di na pde pang baguhin ang lahat kasi nga nagawa na.  And as I am going to this tough stage in my life where I am bound to experience the next level.  I am able to think of the brighter side of every mistake.  During my college days, na super dami ng mali kong ginawa.  I know that each and every event that happened are connected to our future and it has its reasons.  Carefully molding our individual personality.  I believe that I am a strong person because of that.  And continously, religiously believed that I am.  That is something I can boast about.  But God will always put your faith on fire.  He makes kulit often.  Pero syempre, Koino ako (clap for being one!) I can stand through it.  Nakakakita pa rin ako ng liwanag sa kabila ng bawat ulan, kulog at kidlat na dumating.  Milenyo man maituring ang isang problema.  Magagawan pa yan ng paraan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And as I am about to go through that next journey, wow! I cannot believe that I am.  Smile on my face.  It is indeed a great blessing that I am still here standing amidst this problem (now, I consider this as small one) and holding the hand of the God-given-but-not-prayed-for (wahaha!) person that is Popoy (a.k.a. Gary Guiang Cacananta)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight, he will make the most terrifying, nerve-wracking, super-trilling thing of his entire life (haha! hope he feels the last one there).  So I am asking for all of your prayers for him to have the guts he never had for the nth attempts in the past weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am excited and nervous at the same time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Prayerful Nina on a Tuesday Afternoon..Saint Anthony pray for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/10874224-8936092425638647171?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8936092425638647171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8936092425638647171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8936092425638647171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8936092425638647171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-on-mistakes.html' title='Happy on Mistakes'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6362524606100469236</id><published>2007-09-22T02:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:31:13.868+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Siyudad Engrande Adbetyurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Medyo matagal na din akong di nakapag update.  Hmmmm..kasi medyo disappointed ako to what my visa application process been going.  More than 2  months na kasi and still my ticket to the Land Down Under is still blurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pero amidst that..madami din naman nangyari after the suprise party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Isa sa ito ang maaksyon at malatelenobelang wento last September 2. =)  Happy reading!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a week, may celebration naman sa bahay..that is my Dadut's 55th birthday.  Mega handa kami kasi biro mo dati 4 kaming girls na magluluto at mag-aayos ng bahay..ngayon 2 na lang..waaaaah!  At dahil super galing kong magluto..wehehe..eh..hanggang gayat lang ako at tagasalin ng mga ingredients sa kawali..ang taste test kay daduts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aga pa lang nun..busy na kami kasi lunch ang dating ng sangkatutak kong mga kamag-anak (from daddy's side).  Nakakatuwa naman kasi masaya.  Kantahan sila sa videoke (c/o Tiyo Rico) habang ako busy sa pag-aayos.  Good Thing my ever reliable Popoy was there with me to help me.  Ayun.  Nakaraos ang maghapon.  Taob ang 3 lalagyan ng ulam.  Ang Kanin meron unti tas puto at sopas..ubos din..Samakatuwid.  It was such a blast.  Nasa sobrang pagod..dinugo ako.  Wahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pag alis ng mga tao..kantahan kami nina jil, john, at gary.  Habang si Daduts, busy sa pagbubukas ng kanyang balikbayan package courtesy of my sissy joy in singapore.  O di ba? International na kami..while si Kuya nasa Dubai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayun na nga..at ito ang isang pangyayari sa araw na iyon na di ko makakalimutan eber in may layp.  As in.  Lintik lang ang tindi ng amnesia ko kapag nakalimutan ko ito.  Maaksyon masyado ito at baka hingalin kayo.  Hahaha!  Actually wala ako sa scene ng may biglang bumato sa bubong ng bahay naman (Aba! at mukhang di nagandahan sa mala adarna kong boses!)  Nandun kasi ako sa banyo..kasalukuyan naliligo (Pasma na itu after a beri fagod day!)  Ayun.  At matapang kong sissy at daduts lumabas.  The next thing.  Lumapit na mga lasing na bisita ng aming NAPAKABAIT NA KAPITBAHAY!!!  Well, sabi ko nga second hand info na lang ang mga ito dahil wala ako sa scene.  Ang alam ko lang nagkaroon ng komosyon.  At ang dugo ni Gabriela ay sumapi sa kapatid ko pati na rin si Diego kay Daduts.  Samakatuwid.  May nangyaring pagtatalo.  At ang aking medyo oldy pero super lakas na daduts may hawak na. (di ko nasabihin dito kasi may issue pa eh).  Dumating ang isang atribidang junior mangkok. (Wahaha..)  Basta isa siya sa anak ng aming NAPAKABAIT NA KAPITBAHAY.  Ayun na nga.  Me paeksena na si jr.mangkok.  Sigawan yata sila dun.  Di ko talaga alam ang detalya.  Pero in the end, lahat ay kumalma.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tapos na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kantahan ulit kami.  Nanginginig ang laman ko.  Ewan ko ba.  Ang saya saya kasi ng maghapon eh.  Tas may biglang eksenang ganon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At biglang may dumating na pulis patola.  At dala ang kanilang armalite!  Huwat? Hanu itu!  Biglang nagtransform sa isang soap opera ang lahat!  Usap usap.  Imbitado si Daduts sa Prisinto.  Sige.  Mega sama ako at ang aking butihing popoy.  Buti at nandun pa din sya.  Hay.  (Medyo segwey heywey..sarap talaga ng nandyan ka popoy!!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dun sa prisinto, di mapakaling manok itong si jr.mangkok.  Hmp! Wala akong sama ng loob dito sa aming NAPAKABAIT NA KAPITBAHAY. Ang super pinagtataka ko lang bakit mega over imbyerna siya sa pamilya ko.  Hayun.  Blotter ang lola mo.  Natatakot siguro sa kapayat niyang katawan patulan siya ng daduts ko.  Usap sila ng imbestigador.  Wait kami sa labas.  Daduts ko naman.  So in the end, the investigation officer has come into a conclusion na di ito nagmumula sa simpleng paghawak ng daduts ko ng bagay na yun.  Isa itong matagal na alitan at INGGITAN ng magkapitbahay. Hay.  Lumabas din ang totoo.  Grave threat ang isasampa sa tatay ko! Hanu ba yan! Ilan kaya sila compare sa tatay ko.  Kung pede lang bigyan ng matinding batok ang mga uto-utong bisita ng MANGKOK family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayun.  Nagusap sila ng daduts.  Dahil si dady ang may kaso.  Nagpakumbaba sya.  IM SUPER PROUD OF HIM.   With his personality, di ko expect na gagawin niya yun lalo na sa mga mangkok na yun.  Hahaha.  At dumating ang kapatid ko.  Kinausap ng intrimitidang jr.mangkok.  Naku..kung nandun lang kayo sa scene.  Mapuputol nyo talaga ang dila sa talas ng mga sinasabi.  Anyway.  Sa lahat ng wento dahil di na din naman ako nakinig sa walang kwentang grudges nitong si payatitot na mangkok, sa linyang ito ako natuwa.  "Kuya mo? Sa iyo na ang kuya mo!!!!!!" huwat? Anong kinalaman ng aking professional na kuya na ubod ng gwapo sa eksenang ito???? At hanggang ngayon, nasa puso mo pa din ang panghihinayang na di ka niligawan ng tuluyan ng kuya ko????  Just reading between the lines.  Hahaha!   Sabi ko na nga ba eh.  May hinanakit siya sa aking super bro na miles apart na and years na ang lumipas sa kanila.  Tawa na lang ako.  Kaya pala.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So after na usapan.  Magdamag kaming nandun sa prisinto. Para ayusin yun isang kaso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Di pa dun natapos.  Kinausap pa din ni dady si Tatay nila.  Bumalik kami kasi resched daw.  Nandun kami ng 7pm sa prisinto.  Di ko alam wat araw na yun.  Humahangos sila pagdating.  Hahaha...galit na galit si tatay nila.  Bakit kaya?  Di din namin alam eh.  Tas ng magwento na ang mangkok.  Aba ang target daw pala ng dady ay ang tatay! Haha! Tawa na lang ako.  Bakit?  Siya ba ang nambato? Nandun ba siya sa eksena? Pero dahil sa kagustuhan na din namin na matapos na ang lahat.  Humingi na ng paumanhin si daduts.  Eto pa.  Ang sabi ng mag-inang mangkok, si tatay daw talaga ang ayaw pumayag na iatras ang kaso.  Tas nun ok na si tatay.  Ang sabi ng mag-inang mangkok, pag-isipan mong mabuti.  Kakatawa na lang.  Tatay pala ang ayaw pumayag ha..tas ng ok na..ngarag silang sabihin pag-isipan pa ulit.  Wahaha talaga! Talagang tatatak ito sa istorya ng buhay ko.  Comedy eh! Samakatuwid ok na ang lahat.  Ang next step na lang ay kung paano iiwasan ang pagprovoke ng mangkok family (di naman sila lahat!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aalis ba kami o patuloy silang maiinggit?  Wahaha..Bahala na si Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sana lang wag ng maulit.  Lalo na at may i go out of the country na ako (sana!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yun ibang events, next time na lang ulit! Tata!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be Patient everyone!&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/10874224-6362524606100469236?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6362524606100469236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6362524606100469236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6362524606100469236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6362524606100469236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/09/siyudad-engrande-adbetyurs.html' title='Siyudad Engrande Adbetyurs'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8325764388378201712</id><published>2007-08-29T14:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T15:13:19.520+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Surprise Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dito na magsisimula ang masayang moment…(^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nun, hatid na ako ni popoy sa amin, sabi niya daan muna kami kina anton kasi kukunin niya ang copy ng thesis niya. Ewan ko ba dahil sa tinagal tagal naman di ko naisip na bakit ngaun lang niya naisipan kunin. Galing din naman gumawa ng reason ni gary eh. Alam kasi niya na maniniwala ako. Hmp! Then, nagpaload sya. Di naman pumasok. Hehe. Sabi ko gamitin niya CP ko. Ewan ko ba at di ko pa din naisip na bakit need niya magtext sa CP niya eh, nakaplan naman ako. Ayun. Syempre, the sleepyhead lie on his lap while he texted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa din idea si bakekang. Nun nakasakay na kami papunta bayan, ibinaba niya ulit ulo ko sa lap niya. Di naman ulit ako nagtaka..Ewan ko ba? Manhid lang talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After, lakad kami sa subdivision ni anton. Nun nasa may gate na kami..nakatalikod si anton. Sbi ko pa. Mukhang may party pa sa kanila ah kasi may videoke. Tinutulak ako ni popoy. Sabi niya ayun o..tatay ni anton..eh si anton na pala yun. Wahaha. Kulit. Nakasara ng unti ang pinto. Tas pagpasok namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun sila. May bros and sissies. Di kumpleto pero okay naman kasi nandun si Teta. Bestfriend ko. Masaya na ako. Di kasi kami masyado naguusap. Tagal na din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulala pa din ako. Speechless. Tas kainan. Tulala pa din. Hehe..Si mulan ang may pakana ng lahat (Whew! See what my koino family has done, we had a very serious fight before and yet we stayed good friends).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104090881248269874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RtVfnSYdFjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/n4iBQDzqahU/s400/P8260176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Undefinable. So Magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had toast for my quest to Land Down Under. (kahit wala pa visa ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas kantahan. Kami mga girls. Missed the old days. Akyat kami sa Room. Had our girls talk. I missed my gurlfwends. And I really wanna have that kind of chikahan before I leave. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga boys? Meron din. Inuman. Nalasing nga si gary, di ko pa yun nakitang nalasing. Ang daldal eh. Depressed malamang. Di pa kasi naming talaga napag-uusapan pano ba ang set-up (medyo sad part itu!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the day/night/day ulit?!? Kasi till dawn eh..all I can say is that I am ready for my journey kasi I know that many pipol believed in my ability to make this successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those that has been part of the Surprise Despidida..thank you po..sobrang nakakatouch talaga…Sana makasunod kayo no? Para dun tayo lahat. Hehe. Wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am definitely leaving..hay..nervous and excited again at the same time. That same old feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great Sunday indeed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8325764388378201712?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8325764388378201712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8325764388378201712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8325764388378201712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8325764388378201712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-surprise-party.html' title='My Surprise Party'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RtVfnSYdFjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/n4iBQDzqahU/s72-c/P8260176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1239237615783281701</id><published>2007-08-29T14:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T14:42:23.211+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Sunday Kwento</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday was a great day..and so great that I was not able to post the story right after.  Medyo may aftershock pa ako sa surprise ng aking pinakamamahal na koinonia.  Since that was the first time that my fellow bros and sissies did to me, super nakakatuwa ang feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to gave you a peek of what a great Sunday it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaga pa lang..puro kakulitan na ako…hehe…dahil excited akong makita si gary after a week of not seeing each other (weekly lang naman kasi kami magkita), ang aga-aga kong umalis sa bahay..in order to make it sa usapan namin na 9am.  Tumawag ako using our super tipid Sun Cellular fone. At ayun, di pa daw siya naliligo. Hanuba yan..parang nawala bigla ang excitement ko.  And the ever moody bakekang that is me, binabaan ko sya ng fone.  O di ba? Tindi lang ng BF na makakatiis sa aking moods (and popoy has successfully did it for more than 4 years na! kasi siya lang naman naging bf ko ever).  So ayun. Sa biyahe. Naghihimutok ang loob ko kasi nga nauna ako sa kanya.  E ayoko ng pinagiintay ako. Wehehe. Pero sya pede magwait.  Nun nafifil ko na mauuna siya sa akin, unti ng naglaylow ang emosyon ko. Syempre. Talo ako eh. Mas malapit naman kasi ang LB sa Letran.  Nang magkita kami. Tulala siya.  Ako. Nakataas ang kilay. Nun magHHWW na kami. Tumawa ako. At ayun. Hug niya ako at sabay pingot.  Pinag-alala ko daw siya at nagmadali daw siya sa paliligo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wehehe. Kulit ko no?  Kain kami sa Jobee sa kanto.  Kita namin sina Kuya Riki at Toni parang may LQ, meron nga!!!! Hahaha..habang sila ay nagdramahan pa sa kabilang table kami ni popoy, tawanan lang kasi nga ang drama ko nun kausap ko sya sa fone. Ay! Binaba ko nga pala agad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nun, diretso kami sa Gym ng Letran.  Attend ng sportsfest.  Kwento sa mga members at alumni.  Picture2x!  Masaya.  Pero not the one that we used to have.  Malamang kasi nga oldies na ako.  Hehe. Pero masaya pa din.  Kausap ang bawat isa.  No dull moments pa din.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tawanan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kainan time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  The traditional eating ceremony for applicants ito.  Hehe.  Ako, wala sa mood kasi gusto ko ng Tudings.  Unti lang eat ko kasi wait ko ang tudings pag uwi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Laban alumni at members. Talo kami. Hehe. What would that mean? Syempre, pinagbigyan naming sila kasi naman tapos na kami sa efforts na yun.  Wahaha..wat an excuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  It is way a bit uplifting that still my organization has this uniqueness that “others” tried to copy but failed to do so.  (issue na naman ito!!!)  Haha.  One thing I know, there is a magic, (that an applicant should not quit to experience that certain magic) that all of the inducted members felt.  Masarap din kasi na mashare mo na ang magiging part ng pamilya kung ang experience mo kasi alam mong makakatulong yun sa kanya at magiging masaya siya sa magiging buhay niya for the next few years na Certified Koinonian na sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the full packed Day, we headed for Tudings.  My moment.  Hehe.  But before that, punta kami bhaus kasama si kuya dexter.  Usap sila.  Tulog ako.  Alis na kami.  Eat sa tudings.  Sarap.  Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sa Next post ang next event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-1239237615783281701?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1239237615783281701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1239237615783281701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1239237615783281701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1239237615783281701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/late-sunday-kwento.html' title='Late Sunday Kwento'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7943636222100615542</id><published>2007-08-28T01:46:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T01:58:23.083+03:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW TO CONTROL EMOTIONS  (^_^)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a very good reminder for all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103516167379424786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RtNU6iYdFhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HRazb7In-K0/s400/hvenicedy" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This would give you guides on how to control your emotions towards your better-half, friends, officemates and all the people around you, especially your "boss". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The rules of practicing "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ugaling langit, ugaling kaaya-aya&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;#1 Ang naunang magalit ang may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; #2  Walang  taong  nag-aaway  mag-isa.  Pag hindi kayo sumagot o pumatol,  titigil din daw ang taong nakikipag- away sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; #3 Ang taong galit, 'bingi.' If someone is angry, wala raw pinakikinggan,  so,  don't try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niya iintindihin dahil  wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; #4  Ang  taong  galit, 'abnoy.' Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? because  the  Lord  said  when  He was crucified, "Father, patawarin mo sila dahil  hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginagawa."  Modern  term  for these kinds of people are abnoys, so you better not get  angry para huwag kang matawag na abnoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You  should  also know and realize that the persons who make your day bad  are jewel, because you need them for you to mature.  Hangga't andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa.  God  will  not take away those people; it's for you to take away your bad  feelings towards them.  You'll  know  na  mature  ka  na  pag  dumating 'yung time na hindi ka na  naiinis  sa  mga taong ito because you have learned to accept them and to  have patience with them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;#5 Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of this&lt;br /&gt;person,  "I  will  grow  mature,"  and that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hope this help you a bit of making your day as positive as possible!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Have a great day ahead!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;***galing sa isang forwarded email***&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/10874224-7943636222100615542?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7943636222100615542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7943636222100615542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7943636222100615542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7943636222100615542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-to-control-emotions.html' title='HOW TO CONTROL EMOTIONS  (^_^)'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RtNU6iYdFhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/HRazb7In-K0/s72-c/hvenicedy' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4703365425047291872</id><published>2007-08-24T03:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T03:28:17.892+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ The End  ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Matagal na din akong walang updates, and I know I owe a lot of kwento to my few friends/passersby. Wehehe..actually, it is a combination of busy-ness and katamaran at the same time. Kasi last week was my last week in my work. Whew! I cannot help myself to be ngarag and excited coz I will be able to be out which I have been thinking for the longest time ever. Simula pa lang ng work ko dun, I really wanna quit for so many reasons. Basta, that was not a good working experience, and I know that I may have left few good pipol but that was not enough for me to hold on to the job. It was a blessing in disguise, I believe, for my friend whom I referred to replace my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all the things, I cannot help myself to feel this kind of feeling. Joyful. Free. Enlightened. Because all along I believe that I have been a prisoner of my wrong decision. It has always been my motto that we have a freedom to choose what we want but do not have the freedom to choose the necessity of our choice. I really do not know what has made me hang on with my work, what has been the reason/s why I still worked for the company even for the so many grudges that I have. It may be because of few pipol whom I had good personal interaction making my stay a bit bearable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity came (which I promise to announce in weeks time). I now have the reason not to stay long and burden myself with the so many things that pushed me to the limits. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now at home. Yah! And I never felt so relaxed. I have been so tensed with the deadlines and everything which I know myself that I am capable not to spill my emotions that easy. I am good at those crucial moments. I can easily go through smoothly to a situation where there is a need for a good decision. With the help of my angel (holy spirit) I am able to get out successfully in whatever diffucult situation I am in. And when I was there at my desk, I didn't know what to do...I really am scattered. I misplaced myself. My emotions are very visible. And I cannot control myself and let the pipol see how weak I am. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I felt very weak yet I pretend to be strong. So many times that I really do not know where I am going through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I passed the board exam last year, it was one of the best accomplishments that I had (together with the financial help of Popoy too!). I am so full of dreams. I am so ambitious. I know that I have proven myself that I can go far beyond what other pipol (they know who they are..wahaha =P) has stopped me from doing. I know that there is much better things in life ahead of mine. I WAS inspired. That was before I worked for the company. I do not want to blame them. But it was all I felt. Betrayed. Unfair/Bias. Full of very competitive pipol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I want is to get out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of it, my last day came, last August 17, 2007. It was raining so hard. I felt not going to work. I did. I was screaming aload for obvious reasons. Dancing to every beat of my heart. Yes, I was truly, madly, deeply crazy. Crazy enough that I know I have made the right choice. I am back to my usual self. I missed being like this. I missed all the fun stuff that I used to do. I missed being with my Koino family for all the events that I should have attended to but was not able to do since I have to work even on Sundays. I missed the gala we used to have with daduts, john at little sissy. I missed being with popoy. I missed my life for the eight months that has passed. And now I am back with revenge to make the most of what I missed over that long and tedious months. With the few weeks that I have, I should be able to maximize the time I have with my loved ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whatever events you have there, please please invite me. If I am available, I will come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeh! Sunday is Koino Sportsfest. We (with popoy of course!) will come. Next monday, we will visit Judy, our preggy tropa in Pila, Laguna to make up the lost kwentos and everything. We will be having our group date at MOA, when? I really do not know. But sure thing, it will come. Ooooops! I missed my Accenture friends, I am going to visit them once again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana I can really make the most of it. So when the time that I am about to go. I have good memories to bring with me. Crying time is also near. Huhu. But at least, I was able to regain the true me before I leave. Where? Secret. Just keep on reading my site and you will know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party Pipol on a Friday night!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-4703365425047291872?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4703365425047291872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4703365425047291872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4703365425047291872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4703365425047291872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/end.html' title='~ The End  ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4561571768841854976</id><published>2007-08-08T00:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T01:07:23.167+03:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains...it pours.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and I am happy with it..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RrjoHdSCDjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Xzc8yAisFpo/s1600-h/168301116_6e1d86bdbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RrjoHdSCDjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Xzc8yAisFpo/s400/168301116_6e1d86bdbc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096078193186704946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(grab from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/danielygo/168301116/?addedcomment=1#comment72157601289954509"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with the nonstop falling of rain..kagabi pa lang..nakangiti na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikaw, di ka ba natutuwa?  kahit sumakit ang balakang ko sa pag-upo sa bus dahil sobrang trapik.&lt;br /&gt;at nakabili pa ako ng payong ng 50PHP sa may magallanes, masaya pa rin ako dahil umuulan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi need natin yun..we need rain right? Because of the drought that we are experiencing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are concern for our future generation, simple lang po..just click in the link in my "&lt;a href="http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/simple-lang.html"&gt;Simple Lang&lt;/a&gt;" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ohhhh..I hear laughter in the rain..walking hand in hand with the one I love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ooh how I loved the rainy days, and the happy way I feel inside"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(iksis: popoy, im thankful..you brighten my day)&lt;br /&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/10874224-4561571768841854976?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4561571768841854976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4561571768841854976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4561571768841854976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4561571768841854976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-it-rainsit-pours.html' title='When it rains...it pours.. =)'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RrjoHdSCDjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Xzc8yAisFpo/s72-c/168301116_6e1d86bdbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6469648062167631285</id><published>2007-08-07T12:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T07:49:35.522+03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Bite at a Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rrf5YNSCDiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xwr6GobBaq4/s1600-h/donut.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095815697670475298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rrf5YNSCDiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xwr6GobBaq4/s400/donut.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;to release the undefined anxiety...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6469648062167631285?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6469648062167631285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6469648062167631285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6469648062167631285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6469648062167631285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-bite-at-time.html' title='One Bite at a Time'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rrf5YNSCDiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Xwr6GobBaq4/s72-c/donut.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-4153421310682792247</id><published>2007-08-07T08:09:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:11:41.172+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Isang click..makakatulong ka na.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greenpeace.org.ph/pledgefortheplanet" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Simple lang, pledge for the planet!" height="89" alt="Simple lang, pledge for the planet!" src="http://www.greenpeace.org/seasia/assets/graphics/simple-lang-exchange" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sagipin natin ang Inang Kalikasan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-4153421310682792247?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4153421310682792247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=4153421310682792247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4153421310682792247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/4153421310682792247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/simple-lang.html' title='Simple Lang'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6138302325987549315</id><published>2007-08-02T12:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T13:11:37.897+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Most of us, in our twenty-something years of existence on earth, are probably considering this next level of relationship.  We all know that it is not all happiness and success in that kind of stage.  Most marriages nowadays are weak and ends up getting annulment/divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna share with you an inspiring story from an email I got from my ever-wonderful second family's group email, KOINONIA DE LETRAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So here it goes. Happy Reading. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MARRIAGE &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want a divorce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This made her angry. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was agreeable to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her &lt;u&gt;odd request&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;our life lacked intimacy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore. She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank, blah..blah.. blah. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you do, you just might save a marriage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Marriage is falling in love over and over again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALWAYS WITH THE SAME PERSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Happiness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6138302325987549315?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6138302325987549315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6138302325987549315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6138302325987549315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6138302325987549315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/08/kasal-kasali-kasalo.html' title='Kasal, Kasali, Kasalo?!?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-41302474772667542</id><published>2007-07-30T16:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T16:41:27.602+03:00</updated><title type='text'>UY! Global Warming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Natatakot ako kasi nararamdaman ko ng ito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I am making some move from now on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Conserve water please.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For now, tulog muna ako.  Sarap! Global Warming talaga..di na kasi nakatiis si daddy..pinagawa na aircon..wahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Again, campaigning for your efforts to help reduce Global Warming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Night Night Pips!&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/10874224-41302474772667542?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/41302474772667542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=41302474772667542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/41302474772667542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/41302474772667542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/uy-global-warming.html' title='UY! Global Warming...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7742341702528131690</id><published>2007-07-29T04:56:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:41:34.491+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration to the Max!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last Friday was Gary's 26th Birthday! Woohoo..he has been in existence for that long na..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as agreed by both of us, we both took our work off. Haha..celebrate muna namin ang momentous day na ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092435292120550914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="221" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqv26tSCDgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tibG25kBzBg/s400/garybday.JPG" width="286" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After meeting at Balibago Complex, we headed to the busy Manila for Gary's renewal of license. O di ba? That day pa talaga sya nag renew. Since we will be waiting for the next 5 or so hours before we claim his new card, dumaan muna kami sa aking old dormitory. Kina ate connie at Kuya Fred sa tabi ng CPAR. Bought siomai, coke at sinukmani..my food there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce, how I struggled through the tedious preparations for the board exam with the help of my dearest Popoy. Hanap ko si Mang Jes sa CPAR, wala na daw kasi may naging problema. Sayang, he has been one of the good person I met there. Tas, I heard that the Roque Brothers are teaching again there. Sayang makulit pa naman yun 2 na yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok then, after that, we headed to the Sto. Domingo Church, the place were I said yes to Gary. ACtually sa jeep lang after we attended mass there back 2004. Walang mass at that time (11am) so pray na lang kami. Punta kami adoration. TAbi kami nagdasal. He hold my little finger with his little finger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqv7JtSCDhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ft_t-PpUz8g/s1600-h/garychurch.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092439947865099794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqv7JtSCDhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ft_t-PpUz8g/s400/garychurch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No words has been said, only eyes full of expression. That only "US" can interpret. Right there, I knew that whatever it is that we will be going through. We will be able to get out of it, rocking it hard and we will still be holding each other's hand until the end. I once again fall for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, after the silent prayers we had, labas kami. Kita namin yun matanda, nakaupo, nagpapaypay. Donya ang lola mo! Hingi sya ng money pra sa fud. Bigay ako. Sabi sa amin. Magkamukha kayo. Sayang, may libre kasal dyan kaya lang tapos na ang seminar. Tingin lang kami ni Gary sa isa't isa. Hahaha. Sabi ko, it's a sign..kulit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Punta kami sa SM Manila, kain sa KFC. Simpleng Saya. Sarap talaga! We are laughing all the time. As if, di kami nag-away last night. Hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This has been one of my greatest wishes everyday.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be with the my man for the rest of my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that I know deep in my heart that it will come true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God bless this day..I love you so much Lord! and I love him so much too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-7742341702528131690?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7742341702528131690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7742341702528131690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7742341702528131690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7742341702528131690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/celebration-to-max.html' title='Celebration to the Max!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqv26tSCDgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/tibG25kBzBg/s72-c/garybday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2280786529175449090</id><published>2007-07-25T09:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T09:02:34.477+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;marquee scrollamount="3" direction="up" loop="true" width="100%"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqblidSCDdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k3pf9Rq_oag/s1600-h/roadtrip10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091008808927497682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqblidSCDdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k3pf9Rq_oag/s400/roadtrip10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqbli9SCDeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rDWmmXmpBGk/s1600-h/roadtrip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091008817517432290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqbli9SCDeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rDWmmXmpBGk/s400/roadtrip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqbli9SCDfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iwObnKifdK0/s1600-h/joy+n+lyn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091008817517432306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rqbli9SCDfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iwObnKifdK0/s400/joy+n+lyn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;align=&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jocelyn&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;From a surname which was originally taken from the Norman French given name Joscelin, itself derived from the Germanic name Gautelen, which was derived from the name of a Germanic tribe, the Gauts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Her number is 7, and here it says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;#7 - THE INTELLECTUAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7 's are the&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqblAtSCDcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/tElpe1C0gwU/s1600-h/roadtrip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; searchers. Always probing for hidden information, they find it difficult to accept things at face value. Emotions don't sway their decisions. Questioning everything in life, they don't like to be questioned themselves. They're never off to a fast start, and their motto is slow and steady wins the race. They come across as philosophers and being very knowledgeable, and sometimes as loners. They are technically inclined and make great researchers uncovering information. They like secrets.They live in their own world and should learn what is acceptable and what is not in the world at large.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;Hope you enjoy your day!!!  Ingat ka lagi po..Labsyu mats!&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/10874224-2280786529175449090?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2280786529175449090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2280786529175449090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2280786529175449090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2280786529175449090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday-joy.html' title='Happy Birthday Joy'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqblidSCDdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/k3pf9Rq_oag/s72-c/roadtrip10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6463690567246510041</id><published>2007-07-25T08:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:37:09.176+03:00</updated><title type='text'>I am hurted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I really wanna feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deep enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until I can fully realized what it is that keeps me in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May I find the reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heal me please, Oh Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6463690567246510041?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6463690567246510041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6463690567246510041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6463690567246510041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6463690567246510041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-hurted.html' title='I am hurted'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7134002095876557466</id><published>2007-07-23T04:36:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T04:49:58.371+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Jil went up the hill ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And she came back!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090203472494726546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqQJFtSCDZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-wwZAVfZjNI/s400/jil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than 2 months of going "abroad", she "again" returned home at last.&lt;br /&gt;Sa dami siguro ng mga tao na nagsasabi sa kanyang umuwi na siya. Narindi na din ang aking bunsong sistah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the so many hurtful words that has been said by her to him (my dad that is!) and him to her. It all ended to the uber-old-but-meaningful saying that still, "blood is thicker that anything soluble or solvent, haha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next thing shall be..what shall her boyfriend's next move now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daduts said that he will not accept the guy, but who knows, my dad is much more fickleminded than any girls i know! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was it, nice to end a wonderful weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-7134002095876557466?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7134002095876557466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7134002095876557466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7134002095876557466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7134002095876557466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/jil-went-up-hill.html' title='~ Jil went up the hill ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RqQJFtSCDZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-wwZAVfZjNI/s72-c/jil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1371111190635183801</id><published>2007-07-15T09:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:15:52.294+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vigilant or Paranoid?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I was browsing the net, I saw this article of Jim Paredes reposted by Saab Magalona.I have experienced the two events that will put a person especially a girl into a life-long trauma. This made me think of giving my own point of view regarding these scary experience but was able to get through it successfully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first one was when I was in 3rd year college. I was a Student Assistant then. During that time, we transferred to our houes in Muntinlupa City. Thus, having no choice but to take a boarding house and practice my being independent.It was that gloomy October 07, 2001 morning that this incident happened. I was on my way to my duty as a SA riding on a HM Transpot Bus bound to Sta. Cruz. During that time, I am already a vigilant something I learned from nanay. So, when I rode the bus, I looked for a place, near the driver. Unfotunately, the bus was almost full that I have no choice but to sit a three-seater beside a dark, fat man wearing a black jacket. I sat beside the aisle. When the bus was about to go, this young man, from the back, asked for the vacant seat. I got irritated. I am "mataray" to strangers talaga. Hmp! So I move to gave him the seat near the aisle. I really do not know what made me move and was now in between that 2 man. After which, at the toll gate in Calamba, I felt a creature or something in my skirt moving, and when I look down, I saw the young man's hand moving towards my private part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I got my umbrella with me and hit the young man as hard as I could! The pretending-to-be sleep young man, open his eyes and ask what was happening. I shout at him. Cursed him words that he deserved. Everyone in the bus, who might be asleep during the travel, were all awaken by the noise I made. The bus conductor approached me and told me that he'll drop me by the nearest police station to file a complain. The man beside me, whom I thought was threat, encouraged me to pursue and make the complain. The man, after that continue to talk to me. But the people around, protected me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;God is good all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We headed next to the main police station and I filed the complain. My College friends, kuya Ricky, Anton and Gary (Who by then, was just a friend) has gone to the station to fetch and pacify me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay, until now, I am still afraid of it. That it might happen again. But God knows, I will be fighting for my dear life and hopefully will not be able to encounter such again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the young man, he was convicted of the charges, Act of Lasciviousness to be specific. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other experience was a hold-up incident. I shall post it here when I have time, okies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So here it goes.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jim Paredes wrote: Something that happened in Katipunan, Q.C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dear friends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Many of you may not have heard of the incident that happened to a friend of my son last week at about 6:30 pm right in front of the thickly-populated area of BPI-Katipunan, near Shoppersville. She parked her car right in front of BPI to make a withdrawal and to do some grocery. As she was getting into her car after doing her chores, a man suddenly appeared beside her and tried to bully her into moving to the passenger seat. When she pressed her car horn to call attention, he pushed her in the car and pinned her down with his elbow on her neck. It was a good thing that she had the presence of mind to continue to struggle and press on her car horn to catch attention (even if she had to use her foot to do this). Her assailant even tried to make people believe that it was a domestic matter by telling the crowd not to get involved as it was a "private matter". But with the onlookers multiplying by the second, her assailant finally gave up and ran. That was when she stood up and shouted for help. Thank God the guy got caught and is now under police custody. Last Saturday, during the inquest, she told me that what gave her the guts to fight her assailant was the article "THROUGH A RAPIST'S EYES" forwarded to our e-group about a week prior to her attack. I am re-forwarding the article (you can find it at the bottom of this e-mail) for everyone's benefit. Please tell your friends, family, and loved ones about this. It works. May I just add that to a certain extent, we have to get ourselves involved if we see violence being committed on anyone like calling on a security guard or a police officer even if it appears to be a domestic matter. It seems that a lot of attackers use that tactic to get away with violence. Not many people know how to take care of themselves when faced with such a situation. Everyone, please be very, very careful. THOUGHT THIS WAS GOOD INFO TO PASS ALONG... FYI - Through a rapist's eyes! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A group of rapists and date rapists in prison were interviewed on what they look for in a potential victim and here are some interesting facts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1] The first thing men look for in a potential victim is hairstyle. They are most likely to go after a woman w ith a ponytail, bun, braid or other hairstyle that can easily be grabbed. They are also likely to go after a woman with long hair. Women with short hair are not common targets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2] The second thing men look for is clothing. They will look for women whose clothing is easy to remove quickly. Many of them carry scissors around to cut clothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3] They also look for women on their cell phone, searching through their purse or doing other activities while walking because they are off guard and can be easily overpowered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4] The number one place women are abducted from/attacked at is a grocery store parking lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5] Number two are office parking lots/garages. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6] Number three are public restrooms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7] The thing about these men is that they are looking to grab a woman and quickly move her to a second location where they don't have to worry about getting caught. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8] If you put up any kind of a fight at all, they get discouraged because it only takes a minute or two for them to realize that going after you isn't worth it because it will be time-consuming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;9] These men said they would not pick on women who have umbrellas, or other similar objects that can be used from a distance, in their hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;10] Keys are not a deterrent because you have to get really close to the attacker to use them as a weapon. So, the idea is to convince these guys you're not worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;POINTS THAT WE SHOULD REMEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1] If someone is following behind you on a street or in a garage or with you in an elevator or stairwell, look them in the face and ask them a question, like 'what time is it', or make general small talk like 'can't believe it is so cold out here, we're in for a bad winter'. Now that you've seen their faces and could identify them in a line- up, you lose appeal as a target. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2] If someone is coming toward you, hold out your hands in front of you and yell 'Stop!' or 'Stay back!' Most of the rapists this man talked to said they'd leave a woman alone if she yelled or showed that she would not be afraid to fight back. Again, they are looking for an EASY target. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3] If you carry pepper spray (this instructor was a huge advocate of it and carries it with him wherever he goes,) yelling 'I HAVE PEPPER SPRAY!' and holding it out will be a deterrent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4] If someone grabs you, you can't beat them with strength but you can do it by outsmarting them. If you are grabbed around the waist from behind, pinch the attacker either under the arm between the elbow and armpit or in the upper inner thigh - HARD. One woman in a class this guy taught told him she used the underarm pinch on a guy who was trying to date rape her and was so upset she broke through the skin and tore out muscle strands the guy needed stitches. Try pinching yourself in those places as hard as you can stand it; it really hurts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5] After the initial hit, always go for the groin. I know from a particularly unfortunate experience that if you slap a guy's parts it is extremely painful. You might think that you'll anger the guy and make him want to hurt you more, but the thing these rapists told our instructor is that they want a woman who will not cause him a lot of trouble. Start causing trouble, and he's out of there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6] When the guy puts his hands up to you, grab his first two fingers and bend them back as far as possible with as much pressure pushing down on them as possible. The instructor did it to me without using much pressure, and I ended up on my knees and both knuckles cracked audibly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7] Of course the things we always hear still apply. Always be aware of your surroundings, take someone with you if you can and if you see any odd behavior, don't dismiss it, go with your instincts. You may feel a little silly at the time, but you'd feel much worse if the guy really was trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;FINALLY, PLEASE REMEMBER THESE AS WELL ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know you are smart enough to know these pointers but there will be some time, when you will go "Hmm... I must remember that." After reading, forward it to someone you care about. Never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. Learned this from a tourist guide to New Orleans: If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you... chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you and he will go for the wallet and/or purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car: Kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you but everybody else will. This has saved lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc.) DON'T DO THIS!The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU LOCK YOUR DOORS...LEAVE! 5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a. Be aware. Look around you. Look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the back seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;b. If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;c. Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out. IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times. And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP IT! It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like you to forward this to all the women you know. It may save a life. A candle is not dimmed by lighting another candle. I was going to send this to the ladies only, but guys, if you love your mothers, wives, sisters, daughters, etc., you may want to pass it onto them, as well. Send this to any woman you know that may need to be reminded that the world we live in has a lot of crazies in it and it's better safe than sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-1371111190635183801?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1371111190635183801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1371111190635183801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1371111190635183801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1371111190635183801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/vigilant-or-paranoid.html' title='Vigilant or Paranoid?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-3973232199878210607</id><published>2007-07-12T06:17:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T06:52:45.791+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Taking it Out ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I really do not want to prolong the anger that is slowly ruining my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made a list of some good things that happened during the past days and and will happen to keep me once again into the "on the go" mood! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy List#1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~&gt; Honey Popoy and I went to SM North Edsa to buy a book for his brother last Tuesday. Actually, it is only me that her mom (closeness!) requested to go there. And the ever-thoughtful uber-protective man that he is, didn't allow yours truly to be alone. We travelled after work through the MRT - of course! Hehe, and the worst came, we ended up, getting wet due to the heavy rain. Waaaaah! At first, I get irritated because of it (having the thought of how dirty the flood h2o). We have to brave through the flooded street since we do not have a car of our own. Huhu. He took his socks off. Eeeeew! And my new 150.00PHP sandals got really wet. Wahaha..but at the end of it, I felt happiness. What a way to end a Busy and Tiring Tuesday and feel the warmth of Popoy's love once again. It is not ordinary that we do that, getting wet in the rain together. How I wish we were in UPLB, so we could soaked into the heavy rain. Hay..dreaming again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woohoo! That is just one story and it lights me a little bit. Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy List#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~&gt; My HK Audit partner, Joel, gave me my training module (for the 2-days presentation skills training i missed because my boss didn't allow me since i am leaving the company, and they will spend 300.00USD for that. Hmp!) Then, he pacified me by telling me that, do not take it, it shall adds up to the baggage. What a partner, I will truly look forward to finding a colleague who is as thoughtful as him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy List#3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tomorrow, I am taking my IELTS exam, for the last requirement of my application. Of course! I'd be absent once again.Wooohooo! Then, I'll get my ordered eyeglasses in Manila and reimbursed it here in my company (Hahaha..I shall maximize the benefits before I leave!). I shall also be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; dropping by Letran-Calamba, my dear alma mater. And Lastly, will take the much needed R&amp;amp;R. Hay..how's that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happiness on the Go! (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-3973232199878210607?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3973232199878210607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=3973232199878210607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3973232199878210607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3973232199878210607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/taking-it-out.html' title='~ Taking it Out ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1398751216307829414</id><published>2007-07-11T12:32:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T12:32:22.467+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Undefined Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am slowly creating a burden (anger that is!) in my heart right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do not like it. But it naturally builds up there. (Or maybe I am nursing it too much.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cannot control it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In no time, It shall burst out and this madness would not stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not good. Might come into something that I really cannot take and manage for I know thy self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really need that time alone with HIM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh God, pardon me, I have forgotten you once again...hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/10874224-1398751216307829414?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1398751216307829414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1398751216307829414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1398751216307829414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1398751216307829414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/undefined-madness.html' title='Undefined Madness'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-432382832116457000</id><published>2007-07-08T06:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T07:25:10.699+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Once Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been a long time that I was tagged by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chaucer.blogdrive.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chaucer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, a blogmate and it is on the lazy sunday afternoon that I was able to take this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instructions: Each player starts with 7 random habits/facts about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: On my silver year plus 3 months and 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;B - Band Listening To Right Now: Parokya ni Bakekang este Edgar! hehe..all time favorite!&lt;br /&gt;C - Career: Isang Chicken Pork Adobo..hehe..dreaming about working in Aussie Land. =)&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink or Smoke: Drink lang..I am a bit asthmatic..tsaka ayoko ng amoy yosi..bad sa health..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest Friends To Talk To: Gary &amp; Grace plus a lot more..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: Gummy Bears din..&lt;br /&gt;H - Have a Boyfriend: Yup.  my soon-to-be-hubby (assuming!) hehe..&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/garypogi"&gt;Engr. Gary Guiang Cacananta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I - In love: with Life and Honey Popoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J - Junk Food You Like: Pringles..basta potato chips cheeze flavor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K - Kids: none as of the moment..baka sa 2012 pa..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Ride Ever: Baguio pa lang..poor me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;M - ??????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;N - Names For Your Future Kids: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O - One Wish You Have Now: Makapasa sa aking new job. =)&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias: tiny little creatures..si mabait na bubwit at si makulit na kokak!&lt;br /&gt;Q - Favorite Quote: Borrowing from &lt;a href="http://crazylovers.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mec&lt;/a&gt; "the best is yet to come"... =)&lt;br /&gt;R - Reasons To Smile: Gary, Family and simple pleasures, a smiling little kid who smiles at me..etc..&lt;br /&gt;S - Sleeping Hours: 11pm-5am (is it enuf?)&lt;br /&gt;T - Time You Woke Up: 5am =) im a morning person..&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown Fact About You: i'm crazy!!!! wahaha (it is very known)&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable You Hate: veggies na slimmy..okra and the like..&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: mag-surf sa net..&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rays You've Had: a month ago during my pre-employment (ako din!)&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yummy Foods: siomai ng papus plus banana-que/kamote-que plus coke!&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign: Aries&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;now it's my time to tag this one to seven people...hehe..saka na lang.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-432382832116457000?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/432382832116457000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=432382832116457000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/432382832116457000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/432382832116457000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/tagged-once-again.html' title='Tagged Once Again!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-556729357843701748</id><published>2007-07-08T05:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T06:04:09.749+03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I already rendered the letter that I am dying to give someone. A letter that will at least ease the burden that I am carrying right now. Hay, at long last, I was able to give it. Somehow, I am ready to the battle. No more worries that may have because the person already know my plans. And that does not include either one of the pipol in the community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is as I always tell everyone that parting is never easy. No matter how short or long you have been together, nor shallow or deep your relationship maybe. It will still be difficult for me to move that easy. But in the long run, you will able to see that it is not in that community you will be able to grow as a professional. Yah. I already rendered my resignation letter. The letter that will let me move to bigger and brighter horizons. I am happy to give it. Have contemplated about it more than a hundred times and although all the person, except my honey popoy, whom I have told my plan, do not agree with my early resignation, I still believe that the right time was last Friday morning. I have not made any flowery words with it. Actually, I only copied that from the sample letters in the net. Wahaha..poor me. No personal/emotional touch since I really just modified some to make it simple. Hehe. Nevertheless, I am completely satisfied. My mentor, which is Ms. Rizalina Dy, whom I admired so much for her hardwork and support accepted it wholeheartedly. Although, a day after, that was yesterday, I heard from my co-team member (Bev) that Ms. Riza cried to our ops lead (Julie). That would be one of the reason why I bid my farewell letter a bit early. For them to find a better replacement. Hopefully, my referred person (you know who you are) be able to qualify for my position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's all..30-days countdown will start on the 15th of this month. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck on my new journey...to somewhere else. Hehe..&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/10874224-556729357843701748?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/556729357843701748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=556729357843701748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/556729357843701748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/556729357843701748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-already-rendered-letter-that-i-am.html' title='The Letter'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2390923861992604099</id><published>2007-07-03T04:02:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:07:55.244+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter-Life Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One and half month ago, I was so full of dreams. I am so inspired. Why? Because, I believed that one of my long cherished goal will come into reality by this year. But as time pass by.  I felt a little down. Once again, I had this feeling that it will not come true. Although, I am not giving up.I really felt that once again, I failed. It is a premature feeling though, since I am not yet advised that there is a possibility that this "dream" would not pushed through. I still have high hopes that it will happen sooner or later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For now, I am considering plan B, I am starting it right now. They say that it is quarter-life crisis.But I believe that I know what I want. I know how to make it. Plan and pursue for it. It just needs to have some positive chi's..hehe..See, I also have a bit of confidence! Enough for the battle right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It just felt a bit ironic since I passed all the tests, scored a bit higher than usual and still the vision of it is a bit blurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come in Holy Spirit, bless me please and bring back the optimism that Nina always have.&lt;br /&gt;Till my next post. =)&lt;br /&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/10874224-2390923861992604099?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2390923861992604099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2390923861992604099' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2390923861992604099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2390923861992604099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/quarter-life-crisis.html' title='Quarter-Life Crisis'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1223078080006130953</id><published>2007-07-01T04:55:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T08:50:48.781+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Ten Reasons Why People Quit Their Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;http://newsletter.logoworks.com/index.php/top-ten-reasons-why-people-quit-their-jobs/07/31/2006/"&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Source~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By: Gregory P. Smith, author of Here Today Here Tomorrow: Transforming Your Workforce from High-Turnover to High-Retention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There are many reasons why good employees quit, most are preventable. From my years of experience as a consultant, I've identified a "Top Ten" list of reasons why people leave jobs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Management demands that one person do the jobs of two or more people, resulting in &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;longer days and weekend work&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Management cuts back on administrative help, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;forcing professional workers to use their time copying, stapling, collating, filing and other clerical duties&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. Management puts a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;freeze on raises and promotions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, when an employee can easily find a job earning 20-30 percent more somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Management &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;doesn't allow the rank and file to make decisions&lt;/span&gt; or allow them pride of ownership. A visitor to my website E-mailed me a message that said, "Forget about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"professional" decisions-how about when you can't even select the company's holiday card without the President rejecting it for one of his own taste?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Management &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;constantly reorganizes&lt;/span&gt;, shuffles people around, and changes direction constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Management doesn't have or take the time to clarify goals and decisions. Therefore, it rejects work after it was completed, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;damaging&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the morale and esteem of those who prepared it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Management &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shows favoritism&lt;/span&gt; and gives some workers better offices, trips to conferences, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Management &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;relocates the offices to another location&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, forcing employees to quit or double their commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. Management &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;promotes someone who lacks training and/or necessary experience&lt;/span&gt; to supervisor, alienating staff and driving away good employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. Management creates a rigid structure and then &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;allows departments to compete against each other&lt;/span&gt; while at the same time preaching teamwork and cooperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting, isn't it - that all ten factors begin with the phrase "Management...." Interesting, too, just how many of these high-turnover factors are preventable? My retention survey confirmed the truth of the saying, "Employees don't quit their companies, they quit their bosses." Thirty five percent of the respondents answered yes to the question, Was the attitude of your direct supervisor/manager the primary factor in your quitting a previous job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Soft management skills-people skills-are the critical element in battling high turnover and creating a high-retention workforce or what I call, "retentionship."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;About the Author Greg Smith is the "Retention Expert." He shows executives and business owners how to attract and keep customers and build organizations that retain and motivate its workforce. He is the author of the book, Here Today Here Tomorrow: Transforming Your Workforce from High-Turnover to High-Retention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What score did you get huh? If you got more than 7...you better think and plan your career now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what does this implies to my career here in my current company..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;weeeeh! Wait for my next posts..I know you got a better idea bout it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tata!  Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-1223078080006130953?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1223078080006130953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1223078080006130953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1223078080006130953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1223078080006130953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/07/top-ten-reasons-why-people-quit-their.html' title='Top Ten Reasons Why People Quit Their Jobs'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2816973198028700209</id><published>2007-06-30T01:55:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T02:08:13.396+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmmmm...it has been a long time na din na di ako masyado nakakapag post..mainly because tinatamad lang ako..wat a reason! hehe..another is that I am uber-excited to the 2 new events that will be happening..though one is still unsure and the other is a bit too early to tell..it seems that it has been occupying my whole day, browsing over the net and preparing for the moment when it finally comes..hay..sarap mangarap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways..ganon talaga eh..after all of the things that is happening, may it be good or bad. We still have to thank Him for all the blessings...may it be a simple or great..that he has given us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Naiinis lang din ako minsan sa katamaran ko kasi nawawala ang emosyon ko kapag natapos na ang mga kakulitan na umiikot sa isip ko..one thing to describe my feeling right now is uber-excitement! Waaaaaahhh! Sana walang hassle, because I am going to get a bit (a bit lang naman hehe) crazy when this one thing would not pursue as planned (expected). The hand of faith is not within my grasp anymore..it is something that I need to entrust to Him right now..But I really thank God. For the feeling of happiness it brought me. The wonderful feeling of continous dreaming and having the confidence of making it come true. That He has given enough supporters (pipol whom i lurve so much...). I thank Him for making me a Good gurl..waaaahh..a bit again..you know. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, that I have to go to work, on a sweet &amp; sunny saturday...hay...got go now! Hope everyone has their own share of happiness everyday..but amidst of those "not-so-good moments"..just keep on smiling and dreaming! you'll never know when the luck might come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stay pretty, happy and insprired all the time pipol! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2816973198028700209?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2816973198028700209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2816973198028700209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2816973198028700209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2816973198028700209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/updates.html' title='Excitement?!?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2837834941528913072</id><published>2007-06-20T10:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:15:21.219+03:00</updated><title type='text'>KARMA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise to announce a major plan regarding something great, then came another one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHH! I am so overwhelmed! Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Girls really deserves Good Karma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEEEH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what it is? It is such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big&lt;/span&gt; secret for now! WOOOOHOOOO!&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/10874224-2837834941528913072?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2837834941528913072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2837834941528913072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2837834941528913072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2837834941528913072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/karma.html' title='KARMA!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2366989024144318119</id><published>2007-06-19T00:21:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:28:06.788+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Test Result!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rnb4D2LNzwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WTRnH1OsVpw/s1600-h/ONLINE+EXAM.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077518374872665858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rnb4D2LNzwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WTRnH1OsVpw/s400/ONLINE+EXAM.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weeeh! For the first day of the work- weekm absent ako! Hehehe, may exam kasi ako eh..Nakakatuwa naman ang ganitong result di ba? Feeling ko, may nauto na naman akong kompanya..biro mo, di ko naman natapos kahit yata sa kalahati ng exam na yun dahil nga time constraint eh, nasa upper level pa ako ng exam. Wooohooo! It feels so good, it really do!!! True to it that God will never leave you unhappy for so long, I still have a lot of things to go through. At ang pinakamahirap na sa lahat ay unti unti ng nagpaparamdam.  Hay..makakayanan ko ba ito?  Sana..  Go lang Bakekang! Magagawan yan ng paraan!  Claim it to HIM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Kayo mga duds?  Pano naman nagsimula ang linggo ninyo?&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/10874224-2366989024144318119?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2366989024144318119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2366989024144318119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2366989024144318119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2366989024144318119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/test-result.html' title='Test Result!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rnb4D2LNzwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WTRnH1OsVpw/s72-c/ONLINE+EXAM.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2637902814081543943</id><published>2007-06-15T18:24:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:42:14.462+03:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fantastic Man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As he said, he will not let me be sad. My sadness is his sadness. Kaya itong aking butihing oder hap, niyaya akong manood ng sine. Syempre! sino ba naman ang tatanggi sa bibihirang pagkakataon na ito? Meron, pero di ako no! Kaya ayun, pag patak ng alas-sais ng gabi, nagmamadali akong mag-punch sa aming napaka hi tech na bundy clock! Lumabas ng masikip na mundo ng may ngiti sa labi...kasi nga makakapanood ako ng libre! Sarap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pinanood namin ang Fantastic Four, wala akong ibang natandaan eh..wehehehe..although it is the usual na may mga spaceships, mga mortal powers (tama ba itu? hehe..di ko kasi napanood yun una eh),  and some sort of the end-of-the-world thing, may lesson pa din naman, na we should always bear in mind..the simple saying na dapat itanim sa isip ko at mo is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"We always have a choice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oo naman, kaya lahat ng nangyayari sa atin, parte yun ng ating desisyon. Wala tayong dapat sisihin dahil meron tayo laging choices. Although, we may be on that situation wherein there is a "tension of the opposites" quoted from Tuesdays with Morrie, we still has the last say to make our decision. It is either you wanna be happy or sad, poor or rich, young and underpaid, tired and working, yeah! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you know I got one hand in my pocket and the other one is holding popoy's rough hand! Haha..Masaya talaga ako sa maikling oras na kasama ang taong ito! Kaya sa aking hunny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Teynk Yu Beri Mats, yu nebir feyl 2 meyk may dey!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ay labs yu mats mats!&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/10874224-2637902814081543943?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2637902814081543943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2637902814081543943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2637902814081543943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2637902814081543943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/fantastic-man.html' title='My Fantastic Man!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-623425056304462287</id><published>2007-06-15T18:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:24:11.585+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Stage of my Quest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nasa Pangalawang yugto na ako ng aking paglalakbay, parang isang application sa isang talent contest, lahat nangangarap na makasama...Sa monday, muli kaming magkikita sa aming ikatlong yugto sa pangarap na ito!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish us Best of Luck together with my fellow aspirants!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~  Still Dreaming ~&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/10874224-623425056304462287?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/623425056304462287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=623425056304462287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/623425056304462287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/623425056304462287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/second-stage-of-my-quest.html' title='Second Stage of my Quest'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5061442935408454958</id><published>2007-06-15T18:06:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:20:22.780+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet ni Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kanina morning, sabi ni daduts, siya na raw ang magprepare ng baon ni john. Syempre di ako nagpapilit! wehehe..tas after nun, the blog addict that I am now, internet naman ako, habang wait ko si john matapos maligo, then pasok na ako sa work, pinagbalot ako ni daduts ng sanwits! wow! ang swit ni itay...hmmmm....sana masaya ka, sa araw ng mga tatay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;HAPPY TATAY'S DAY DADUTS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076310539874717426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RnKtimLNzvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FMjl72gYOmY/s400/P1020011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;...we are truly proud to be your children...&lt;br /&gt;mon, lyn, joy, jil and john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;How can a simple gesture of your dad affects your day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Please greet him and treat him for this special moment!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5061442935408454958?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5061442935408454958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5061442935408454958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5061442935408454958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5061442935408454958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/sweet-ni-daddy.html' title='Sweet ni Daddy'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RnKtimLNzvI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FMjl72gYOmY/s72-c/P1020011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-880623033279324389</id><published>2007-06-14T06:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T06:45:22.828+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampalubag ng Loob?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tama ka! Sa kabila ng mga isyu ng mag friend na si Ruffa at Greta, mas binigyan mo ng pansin ang post ko kahapon tungkol sa aking matinding pagdismaya sa regularization ko, at kani-kanina lang ay kinausap na ako ni madam bosing. Pinakita niya sa akin ang kanyang petition letter para sa pag-review ng aking salary dahil nga naman &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PHPXX,XXX.XX&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lang ang sweldo ko. O di ba 5-digit yan! Hahaha..Asa akong puro 9 sila... =P. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So ayun na nga at sinabihan niya ako ng kanyang move to request for the increase. May ngiti ako sa aking mukha ng kinakausap ko siya. Syempre may ginawa siya para maipahatid sa kinauukulan ang aking reklamo. Tila nabigyan ng kaunting pag-asa. Pero pag labas ko sa cubicle niya. Di pa rin ako kumbinsido. Balik ako sa lungkot mode. Dahil walang kasiguraduhan ang lahat. Maghihintay pa rin ako. Kung kelan, di ko din alam. Magpapatuloy pa rin akong maglakbay hanggang sa makita ang tunay kong sulok. =)&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/10874224-880623033279324389?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/880623033279324389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=880623033279324389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/880623033279324389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/880623033279324389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/pampalubag-ng-loob.html' title='Pampalubag ng Loob?!?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7641161626282003586</id><published>2007-06-13T15:57:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:27:11.642+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Walang Increase????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_sZ2LNzsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d4XdmJAR184/s1600-h/kalungkot.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075535233853279938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="199" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_sZ2LNzsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d4XdmJAR184/s400/kalungkot.JPG" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaninang umaga maaga ako (wahaha!), syempre dahil sa absent nga ako kahapon. Tas, dumating ang aming butihing HR staff. May binigay siyang green paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I knew it!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is the notification for my regularization status..aber! oo nga at regular na ako..matagal din ang anim na buwan na pagtitiis at pangangarap kasi nga ung asking ko before is not within the standard rate..it is way beyond it..kaya sabi ni daduts..tiis lang at kapag na-regular ka baka mapunta na sa standard. Dahil nga ganon na din ang pananaw ko, nagintay ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_sumLNztI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dMoCurstriw/s1600-h/depressed.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075535590335565522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="200" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_sumLNztI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dMoCurstriw/s400/depressed.bmp" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ng anim na buwan..nagtiis sa mahirap na buhay, araw araw na inaaliw ang sarili sa mahigit isang oras na biyahe patungo sa opisina. Tinitiis ang pagod na dulot nito at inuubos ang mga oras sa pangangarap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At ngaun nga, natanggap ko..at aber! walang kawenta wenta..ni singkong duling di man lang nadagdagan ang sweldo ko.. pano pa ako aasenso niyan. Talagang nawalan ako ng gana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sobra! Di ko alam ang irereact ko eh...nagtiyaga ako at patuloy na nangangarap..hay..may isa pang option..at alam kong alam niyo na yun..pede niyo ba akong tulungan? Hehehe..kakabaliw talaga!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talagang nakakadepress, sabagay, inihanda ko na ang sarili ko sa ganitong sitwasyon.. pero ang hirap pa din na tanggapin. Tama bang after a year pa ako bigyan ng increase? Ayon as in 69% of the standard rate lang ang sweldo. Kainis talaga! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hehehe..babawi tayo..dahil eto ang kausap ko na naman si bestfriend Lina, kaya marami pang dapat ausin..I shall maximize the other benefits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075538025582022370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_u8WLNzuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WA5PXOr9uv4/s400/dreaming.bmp" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~ para akong baliw na naduduling na sa kakaproject para lang maipakita sa inyo ang pabago-bagong emosyon ko ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Dream again Bakekang, never ever give up your dreams, soon you will be able to grab it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ikaw may ma-ishare ka bang bad trip moment? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;let 'em out here..Basta stay happy amidst it all okies! Share it with me, i am willing to listen, bolahan tayo magdamag..wehehe.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/10874224-7641161626282003586?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7641161626282003586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7641161626282003586' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7641161626282003586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7641161626282003586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/walang-increase.html' title='Walang Increase????'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm_sZ2LNzsI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d4XdmJAR184/s72-c/kalungkot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8668416593534789603</id><published>2007-06-13T07:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:57:43.968+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwentuhan ng Maghapon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kahapon, absent ako sa work, naglakwatsa ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung saan may nakikita akong munting liwanag sa aking sinimulang gawain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...nakatagpo ako ng katulad kong nangangarap. Hehehe..masaya ako kahapon. Dami akong nalaman at madaming na rin natutunan. Panibagong pag-asa ang nabuo sa akin. Marami din kasi akong nakitang mga mata na puno ng pag-asa. Ay! ano ba yan! Gusto kong magwento..kulang ako sa oras..maya na lang sa bahay ulit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8668416593534789603?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8668416593534789603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8668416593534789603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8668416593534789603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8668416593534789603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/kwentuhan-ng-maghapon.html' title='Kwentuhan ng Maghapon!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1552484824317373128</id><published>2007-06-12T16:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T17:22:27.944+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Para sa Batang Filipino - KALAYAAN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm6k6mLNzrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_qWU5tqps5w/s1600-h/philippine+flag.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075175156680085170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="108" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm6k6mLNzrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_qWU5tqps5w/s400/philippine+flag.bmp" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, today we celebrate our independence day and as part of my contribution to the progress of our country, I wanna share with you the emotions that I felt this day and I strongly disagree that we are not fully independent. Those things that hinder us to become one of the best countries in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am for you all know. Truly, Deeply and Madly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;PROUD TO BE A FILIPINO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How I wish we could do something to ease the burden of our poor countrymen. Kanina lang nakakita ako ng batang babae sa may Jolibee. Tulog lang siya at 7pm sa tapat na store. Di ko siya malapitan. Naawa din kasi ako. Wala akong magawa. Di ko alam. Kung ano ang dapat gawin para sa kanila. We are truly experiencing the continous stability of our peso, pero what is the use when we could not provide the basic needs of our people. I am hopeful that in the end, we shall and we will be able to come out in successful after all these controversies and bad political issues that we are experiencing right now. Ang sakit isipin na may mga batang namamatay dahil sa pagsabog ng isang bomba dahil gusto niya kumita sa bakal na makukuha niya. Sa batang bangag sa solvent at naisipang magpakamatay. Sa mga batang ang palaruan ay mabahong kanal at basurahan, samantalang may nagpapakasasa sa pera na dapat ay para sa kanila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nakakalungkot talaga..Sana may magawa tayo, ako at ikaw, sa ating munting kontribusyon, makakatulong tayo para mapalaya natin sila. Kaya natin ito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-1552484824317373128?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1552484824317373128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1552484824317373128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1552484824317373128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1552484824317373128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/para-sa-batang-filipino-kalayaan.html' title='Para sa Batang Filipino - KALAYAAN!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rm6k6mLNzrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_qWU5tqps5w/s72-c/philippine+flag.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2142950854801071455</id><published>2007-06-10T06:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T06:39:11.395+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Negatibo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay, minsan nakakainis na din..bakit kaya lagi na lang masama ang iniisip niya?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dala ba yan ng kalungkutan at pag-iisa?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kaya lang lahat ng kibot ng tao sa paligid niya ay di ok sa kanya.  Wala na sa isip ang bukal at taos pusong intensyon ng tao.  Nagpaalam naman ng maayos ang toto para makasama si nene..Di nya kinibo, sinabing buti pa iyong si toto, natulungan umalis yung kaibigan na tumulong kay nene hindi and then nalaman niya na di pala, gastos pala ni toto, sinabi naman ginagamit lang yun si nene para lang marating ang gusto nya...Ano na ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kakapagod na din intindihin kasi eh.  Wla naman ginawang masama iyong si toto, ang pangit pa din ng iniisip niya.  Ano ba ang gagawin ko?  Nagmahal naman din siya dati eh..madami pa.  Iyon nga lang wala na siyang kasama.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bakit ba ayaw niya lumigaya ang dalawa? Di naman marunong tumanggap ng paliwanag.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hay.. Kalungkot talaga.. =)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2142950854801071455?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2142950854801071455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2142950854801071455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2142950854801071455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2142950854801071455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/negatibo.html' title='Negatibo'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6270179184336657874</id><published>2007-06-09T06:13:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T06:14:16.979+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gasgasin na!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nakuha ko na ang aking matagal na inaasam na credit card..wehehe..ano kaya ang dapat gawin sa aking future dilemna!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gasgasin na ito!!! Actually, alam ko naman na madami din ang advantages ang meron nito kaya I really applied for this one. As of now, I dream of buying a digicam, going to Bora AND Bohol and having a new cellphone, pero that would be just a dream kasi may madami pang mas importante para gamitin ang aking bagong kakabaliwan..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May tip ka ba para ma-utilize ko ng mga mabuti ang aking credit card? Hehe..share naman dyan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6270179184336657874?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6270179184336657874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6270179184336657874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6270179184336657874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6270179184336657874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/gasgasin-na.html' title='Gasgasin na!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6167946074522182874</id><published>2007-06-07T08:04:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:21:25.605+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Focus ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RmeSAmLNzpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q4kdKK16dbc/s1600-h/on+the+go.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073184044201397906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RmeSAmLNzpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q4kdKK16dbc/s400/on+the+go.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Ayan, dito ako magsisimula sa panibagong landas na aking tatahakin.  Masaya akong maglalakbay.  Dapat positive di ba? Hehehe..kailangan lang ng sapat na lakas ng loob at determinasyon!!! Curious ka ba? Saka ko na i reveal kasi di ko pa kaya..hahaha..kaya wait ka lang ha..sumama ka sa aking masayang paglalakbay sa masalimuot na buhay ng isang...secret pa nga di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Positibo akong mangangarap sapagkat sinusuportahan ako ng aking mga mahal sa buhay...Salamat po ha!  Kakayanin ko ang lahat at mananatiling matatag para sa inyo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&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/10874224-6167946074522182874?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6167946074522182874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6167946074522182874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6167946074522182874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6167946074522182874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/focus.html' title='~ Focus ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RmeSAmLNzpI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Q4kdKK16dbc/s72-c/on+the+go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-5820616460434284751</id><published>2007-06-06T09:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T09:29:37.643+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Susuko ka na ba?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sa dami ng naging problema mo sa mga nagdaang araw, buwan at taon..susuko ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Sasabihin mo na bang di mo na kaya? Dahil naging paulit ulit na lang din ang nangyayari at nakakasawa na? Hirap ka na bang mangarap? Naguguluhan ka na ba kung sino ang uunahin, ang pansariling kasiyahan o ang kapakanan ng iba? Gusto mo ng umiyak at sumigaw di ba? Di mo lang kaya kasi, iisipin nilang mahina ka. Ang hirap mamili ano?  Kasi eentra na naman ako at kukulitin ka kasi madami ka pa din na isipin bukod sa sarili mo.  Napakasarap isipin kasi naabot mo na ang gusto mong marating at makuha, pero bakit malungkot ka pa rin?  Saan ka nga ba sasaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Manalangin ka lang..Un naman di ba ang ginagawa natin sa tuwing napupunta tayo sa ganyang sitwasyon..wag kang makakalimot at siya lang ang tutulong sa'tin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nandito ako. Kasama mo. Ikaw at Ako ang tanging magkasama. Wala ng Iba pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nagmamahal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ang iyong Konsensiya =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-5820616460434284751?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5820616460434284751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=5820616460434284751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5820616460434284751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/5820616460434284751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/susuko-ka-na-ba.html' title='Susuko ka na ba?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-3190147579705668882</id><published>2007-06-04T07:31:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:33:12.068+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Siblings Love Quests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Gulong gulo ang utak ko regarding my siblings right now..hay, although I am proud of them as they are doing well now and somehow settled abroad, their challenges of the heart still occupy my thoughts every night!!!! (Hehehe..imbis na si Popoy ang mapagpantasyahan ko tuloy...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Honestly, I really am not mad at them, in fact, I understand their situation. But the thing is, it hurts my dadut's pride and their relationship because of the unresolved situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sibling Love Problem#1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;My sister Jill at age 22, fall in love with a man also at her age, and they are going steady for more than a year now, counting few more months to celebrate their 2nd year. To note, the guy has never dropped by our house to be formally introduced by my sister as her boyfriend. My sis told me that he might be too shy or afraid of my dad, knowing how strict my daduts is. So, since my dad still insists for him to come by, he never appeared for the months that has passed. Ang kulit di ba? As for myself, I have texted him so that we, together with my dear Popoy, who is somehow has the advantage of even sleeping over our house, be able to help them for my Dad's simple request. I am afraid that after the long wait, my dad would not accept the man, and that time has come. Now, my dad is close to that possibility being in good terms with my sister's bf. I really do not know what to do since my sister has gone "abroad" believing that she could settle this outside our dear home. Would you advise me on this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sibling Love Problem#2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kuyakoy's case is a bit complicated and sensitive since he has gone to Dubai, also for Love Quest, I would not further relay to you the whole story. Although, I know his intentions, I am a bit worried about him going there, with the hope that he could have some shares of his happy-ending love story I am just praying for him, since I was able to know the girl through chatting and felt that she is a good person. Hopefully, they end up as a happy couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sibling Love Problem#3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The last one was with my sister Joy, in Singapore. Her BF, will follow her on the 10th of the month. But my dad is against that idea since they will be together in one house. And my dadut's instinct was not good about him. Feeling kasi niya di ok si bf, hay..at ako eto. ipit na ipit na sa kanilang mga problema since Chard will have to visit us before going to Singapore. But that is Love, I do not want to stop them because of my Daduts feelings, niether I do not want to hurt dady's pride since for him, my sister chose her bf over him. Kaya ngaun, I am a bit careful with my actions, whenever gary, dady and john are together, medyo seloso si tatay now that he felt so alone, with nanay not around anymore..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ano ba naman nga ang magagawa ko? Matitiis ko ba naman sila? E di syempre dapat ko silang tulungan di ba? Hay..ang ate talaga..buti na lang at okay kami ni honey popoy...at patuloy na iniintay ang tamang pagkakataon para sa aming dalawa. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;By the way, hi-way, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hapi 41st monthsary to my dearest Gary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...i am glad that you are beside me always and helping me all the way to solve their love challenges..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How about you? Do you have any situation wherein you felt somehow challenged but not with your own problem? But you are know that you are responsible in taking over the situation? Hay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~ Sometimes we need to be weak in order to be strong. ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/10874224-3190147579705668882?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3190147579705668882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=3190147579705668882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3190147579705668882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3190147579705668882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/06/siblings-love-quests.html' title='Siblings Love Quests'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8712543156232093672</id><published>2007-05-25T10:16:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:31:11.461+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahil wala si Bosing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hehehe..un na nga un eh..wla si bosing ko kaya ako ay malayang makakapagwento at magsurf sa net ng aming mayamang kompanya..nyahahaha..tambak na trabaho? sa lunes na..hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;kaya ayan, ngaun mid year na..dito ako napadpad ng aking malikot na mouse..hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ang aking vibes for the year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oo, isa ako sa mga taong ipinanganak na bestfriend..hehehe..ano ba ako talaga..aso o tuta? wehehe..tingnan natin ang nagdaang kalahating taon kung may nangyari sa sinasabi dito..my comments in &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pink and BOLD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Overview&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to kick back and enjoy life with the Pig. This has the potential to be a very favorable year in many areas. The Dog is generally though of as the protector, but this year the tables are turned. It is the Pig that is watching over you and sending luck your way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- aba at talagang enjoy ko muna ito..eto nga at nagpost ako during office hours..hehehe..kapatid ko ang pig..si joy, nasa singapore, pano kaya niya ako watch over..hehehe..naku...lagot si ate..ako un!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Rating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64% (10 favorable and 2 unfavorable months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; - hehehe..2 months is february and april..kaya tapos na ang unfavorable months ko..favorable months..come right in please..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Career &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is a good time to change careers if that is what you have been thinking of doing. Lucky stars smile upon those who begin a new business venture. It is generally a favorable time for all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- changing careers ba kamo? naku, pano na yan..change job ba? pede na? o change country..haha..bahala na si Lord.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Relationships &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Pig is the complementary sign to the Dog. There will be a number of opportunities to make new friends and associates who can help you in your career and also make your personal life more fulfilling&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- yan naman ang sinasabi ko, dami ko magiging fwends..hehehe..cyber fwends dami na! galing! addict blogger na kasi ako eh..wait till i get to pay the bills sa naiwang jutangers ni brother..hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Health&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As with last year, you should enjoy reasonably good health -- as long as you take the normal precautions. It's a Fire year, though, so accidents could pose a problem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- revicon and iniinom ko kasi mura tsaka un din ang advise ni popoy..u know..compatible! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dog Wealth &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A windfall could very well be yours.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It may not be a jackpot, but&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unexpected money is coming your way. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- sa lahat ng vibes for this year, ito ang pinaka gusto ko..intayin na lang natin siya.. I still have 6 months left to wait.. =P Wag kayo mag-alala, mag share ako!!! Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Kayo? Kamusta naman ang nagdaan half year ninyo?&lt;br /&gt;Share naman dyan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8712543156232093672?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8712543156232093672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8712543156232093672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8712543156232093672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8712543156232093672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/dahil-wala-si-bosing.html' title='Dahil wala si Bosing...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-8673360557141450152</id><published>2007-05-24T08:14:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:22:46.959+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Higher Level of Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am planning to take MBA...this year..could someone advise me? Trying my luck in ------, but somehow i'm feeling nervous baka kasi di ko carry..hehehe..wala naman mawawala di ba? For Experience na din..anyway, I have proven myself worthy naman kahit papaano..ano ba yan..Low Level ang confidence ko ngayon ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Completely losing track of everything but somehow manage to hold on...hehehe..gulo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really want a higher level of education..CPA-LAWYER? Haha..pede din..nothing is impossible to those who are willing..sana lang may mabait na magsponsor sa akin..di ako gaanong katalinuhan..pero maganda ako! hahaha..basta..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let His will be done.. I raise everything to YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uy..ung advise mo ha..kailangan ko please... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-8673360557141450152?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8673360557141450152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=8673360557141450152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8673360557141450152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/8673360557141450152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/higher-level-of-education.html' title='Higher Level of Education'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1670888489909917888</id><published>2007-05-24T08:03:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T08:05:04.211+03:00</updated><title type='text'>It is me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal" enablejavascript="false" quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-5A36BB17.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=gusto ko ng sariling sikap!&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_7A214ED3.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=tahimik na magmuni muni&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=magpahinga at magrelax&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-4811A17.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=marating ang dako pa roon&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-536C6BFB.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=nakakatakot!&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=growing old with gary&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0AEB34CA.jpeg&amp;amp;c7=basic need itu!&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-63B0E5ED.jpeg&amp;amp;c8=elegant...&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6E34BAB8.jpeg&amp;amp;c9=isa pa! 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Good thing that I was able to control a bit of my temper and did not create any scene. I believe that everyone will agree that unity starts with each team member. It's really frustrating to know that a member of our team in my company, claimed that he did not tell an important fact to me when he has the responsibility to do so. Just because before, he was not also informed of the previous changes. Duh?!? Is that professionalism or self-centeredness. I cannot see any justifiable reason in that! What comes into my mind is the Golden Rule. Hmmmm...it fits the situation right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQFnI4FXmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yrBCFq1uMCs/s1600-h/golden+rule.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063178051027033698" style="CURSOR: hand" height="246" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQFnI4FXmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/yrBCFq1uMCs/s400/golden+rule.bmp" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I have observed this employee before but try to ignore the manner that he does his job and the relationship he creates with each team member. Even though, he comes from a pretigious school, which I myself do not agree with that, and he makes us feel that it gives him more luxury to joke into other "not famous" school. He continously compete with everyone. As everyone do not agree to this kind of environment and they are always complaining that this certain person really do not give any effort to help other team member. Oh, he does but obviously together with another favor. I pity him cause he do not create team unity and inclusiveness, because in the end he will suffer with regards to his actions. I really miss my former team. They have taught me that working is not just being paid and getting promoted. It is enjoying the job you choose and having a harmonious environment with the people around you. Many highly paid managers do not have this kind of enthusiam with work because they fail to consider what matters most.  One of the (very)precious and non-monetary benefits I had given up when I choose to chase my dream and eventually leave the people(and job) I enjoyed being(having) the most. Hay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQHO44FXpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NkirCPLbXf8/s1600-h/mad.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063179833438461586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQHO44FXpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NkirCPLbXf8/s400/mad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;This hates me. It do frustrates me. Why? Because I continously struggle within the company from Day One &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and still hearing the non-stop negative feedbacks from other employees regarding this person. I am holding on and still dreaming that I myself can give a little share to ease the burden that we experience, day in and day out of this humble office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQGtY4FXoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/m5FaR4gfP60/s1600-h/mad.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;This suppose should not happen but it does. Someone has to put a stop to this. My decision? I shall make the necessary corrective action for this. Haha! Wait till Nina makes the move.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQFfo4FXlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KkQORIymNmU/s1600-h/goal.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063177922178014802" style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="181" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQFfo4FXlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/KkQORIymNmU/s400/goal.bmp" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-7162098115367613606?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7162098115367613606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7162098115367613606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7162098115367613606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7162098115367613606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-team-unity.html' title='Together we STAND, Divided we FALL...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkQGdI4FXnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/41W8QNC8S6c/s72-c/unity.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-3689111095360054280</id><published>2007-05-09T07:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T07:49:58.354+03:00</updated><title type='text'>On Changing Career or Transferring Jobs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As I continously struggle to find the right career path, last Saturday I found 2 articles that somehow have given me additional insights on what shall I do. We all dream of going abroad because we believe that it is the only way that could help us be able to support our family well. All the Filipino people find a way or two to be able to get out of the country. Though I am still on the process of reflection (tama ba itu?), Let me share to you this speech by &lt;a href="http://www.upd.edu.ph/%7Eupdinfo/Pagtatapos07/mikispch.htm"&gt;Summa Cum Laude&lt;/a&gt; of UP this April 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have told my Dad about it. He hasa negative reaction. He says, that may be applicable to those people who never had big problems financially. As we all dream of having a stable job and career, competitive salaries are so few in here. So we tend to go abroad and find a Job even if it is not related to what we have studied in college. Hay..Different point of views, but both are right. Makes it more complicated for me to choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another article was from &lt;a href="http://www.cnbc.com/id/18406120"&gt;Betty Liu&lt;/a&gt;, a CNBC newscaster, in here she points some important facts before changing career and/or transferring jobs. As it is vague that we rarely land on our desired job, we still need to plan ahead to be able to find the right work for us. Hope we made the right choice. Hope it is not yet late. Hehe..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-3689111095360054280?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3689111095360054280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=3689111095360054280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3689111095360054280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3689111095360054280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/on-changing-career-or-transferring-jobs.html' title='On Changing Career or Transferring Jobs'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2865336545836713021</id><published>2007-05-09T07:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T09:21:04.761+03:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2007 Election - Mag isip!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Have you seen the Mlhullier Pawnshop Commercial regarding the May 2007 Election?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe you need to see it and all those ads that continously remind us to choose the right person. The commercial want us to be aware that our very single vote should be personal and we need to take good care of it. I affirm to that and we need to take that right of suffrage properly. May we all vote the politicians who are really qualified for the position, not just because we have the obligation to vote for them because they are our relatives or friends but because as we have evaluated they can serve our nation properly and put an end to the corruption and country's different problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us speak our mind and heart by Voting Wisely! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2865336545836713021?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2865336545836713021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2865336545836713021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2865336545836713021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2865336545836713021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-2007-election-mag-isip.html' title='May 2007 Election - Mag isip!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6563298438453596291</id><published>2007-05-08T08:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T09:25:38.032+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Eli =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAXco4FXjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/VqTI2Wq0Wkw/s1600-h/gevolunteers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my first Tag for the year...from a fellow blogger &lt;a href="http://www.everything-eli.com"&gt;Eli&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Rule..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog! Let’s begin….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(1) Hmmm..well, I do believe the hardest part of everything is to start..hehe..I have difficulty of starting something. But when I got the chance and opportunity, nothing can stop me (oooopS! si Lord pala pede..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(2) I always wake up at 5am (most of the time lang pala) pero di ako bumabangon lagi..hehehe..ganon naman talaga..kaya lang kapag nagtagal na ako sa bed, sumasakit na ulot at likod ko. Sign of old age na ba itu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(3) I like to plan, list down all the necessary details and everything! Lahat, my future businesses, my dream home, my travel list, my surprise parties for special some1s, kahit ung gagawin ko sa maghapon..even if they are impossible (esp.sa work!) ..Basta I enjoy doing this planning stuff (Haha..kaya ung wedding ko kahit wala pang sinasabi si popoy, planado na! joke! baka di matuloy..sa 2010 pa daw..hahaha..asa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(4) Before I sleep, I see to it na nakapagwentuhan ako kay daduts, ang aking makulit at matampuhing tatay..kasi ramdam ko pa din ang pangungulila niya kay nanay.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(5) I enjoy joining volunteer programs, buti na lang at may GE Volunteer Corps dito sa company, also, I am an alumnus of the oldest religious organization in Letran-Calamba, Koinonia de Letran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAXiY4FXkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BpbQrEYlk_k/s1600-h/gevolunteers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062071860725112386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAXiY4FXkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BpbQrEYlk_k/s400/gevolunteers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(6) I always thought of shifting career (hahaha..after taking the hardest board exam to date)...like gusto ko maging newscaster..o kaya isang host, o kaya naman isang politician. Something that I could voice out my ideas and in the same time makatulong din sa ating bansa. Wahaha..talagang Patriotic ako eh..Proud to be Pinay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAV3I4FXiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HNZDvHwozUg/s1600-h/proud2bpinay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062070018184142370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAV3I4FXiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/HNZDvHwozUg/s200/proud2bpinay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(7) Lastly, I always find time to have some quality time with my loved ones and self. Especially for Popoy, since we're together only once a week, as much as possible if we have some events to attend to during holidays and weekends, we see to it na either kasama ako o siya dun!! Kapag hindi, ipagpipilitan ko! Tsaka every lunch breaks, surfing time yan dito sa opis (to keep me updated with world)! Hahaha..Anyways...What Nina wants..Nina Gets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;O ayan..im finished with this tagging..now let us see what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mulansaban.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Mulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kat_managa.blogs.friendster.com/my_grapevine/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bestanalyst.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Kuyakoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; (kahit busy ka!), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lestie.blogs.friendster.com/lestie/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://livramirez.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://livramirez.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Olive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; and Gary (haha! igagawa ko pa siya ng site)&lt;/span&gt; can share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6563298438453596291?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6563298438453596291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6563298438453596291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6563298438453596291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6563298438453596291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-by-eli.html' title='Tagged by Eli =)'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RkAXiY4FXkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/BpbQrEYlk_k/s72-c/gevolunteers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-6056302287053313722</id><published>2007-05-07T07:59:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:30:00.963+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ROHM PE Department EK Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Daming events last Labor Day ha..these pics were the proofs. We visited EK together with Rohm PE Department (again!). Hehehe..last gimik was the overnight in Los BAños. As usual, saling pusa ulit kami ni john bunso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang kulit ang mga officemates ni gary. Medyo kulang kasi ako sa time kaya post na lang ako ng pics. Hehehe.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rj6yw44FXcI/AAAAAAAAADk/bqPm8u-_Wz8/s1600-h/DSC00682.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061681379478429138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rj60ZY4FXdI/AAAAAAAAADs/fr9Yj0sVG-g/s400/DSC00684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taking our second lunch for the day..hehehe..kasi kumain na kami ni daduts sa waltermart..ayaw lang kasi sumama..aun! nagsolo ulit sa bahay..hay..tatay talaga o!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061682560594435570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rj61eI4FXfI/AAAAAAAAAD8/F-Op1zm3p0Y/s400/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Tatlo magkasalo..waaaaah! selos naman ako..hehehe..=)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Un lang po muna..ang hirap kasing mag-upload ng pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hi Eli, saka na po muna ung entry ko for your tag ha..hehe..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-6056302287053313722?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6056302287053313722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=6056302287053313722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6056302287053313722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/6056302287053313722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/rohm-pe-department-ek-day.html' title='ROHM PE Department EK Day'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rj60ZY4FXdI/AAAAAAAAADs/fr9Yj0sVG-g/s72-c/DSC00684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-3196572144433490732</id><published>2007-05-01T01:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:57:12.421+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Income?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)" href="http://www.slashmysearch.com/earn/id/35725"&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://www.slashmysearch.com/earn/image.php?bid=5" width="564" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Just Click on the image to get through the site..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Hehehe..galing na income generator ito..if you have not yet tried this one..better do it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;You earn for seaching through their site, which is yun naman talaga ang ginagawa natin sa yahoo or google.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;So sa mga pipol out there, go and check this site. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Happy Searching!&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/10874224-3196572144433490732?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/3196572144433490732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=3196572144433490732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3196572144433490732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/3196572144433490732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/05/extra-income.html' title='Extra Income?'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-7831124839874951452</id><published>2007-04-18T03:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:07:40.227+03:00</updated><title type='text'>GE's Bunch of Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;After the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GE Sportsfest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last March...and this week's &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GBS Asia Leadership Seminar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to be held in Manila Pensinsula..another event to sched for May is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kanalan 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a bowling tournament to be held at Rockwell and not also that we will also be having our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;summer outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in May 18 at Punta Fuego. Whew! What an eventful summer it is for GE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Haha..good that I can save some money while enjoying the summer. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ooops! another 2 events to attend to..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GE Volunteers Beach Clean Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Morong, Bataan and next April 29-30 at Puerto Galera for our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ET&amp;L team building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. How's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Envy me or Pity Me? Haha..since with this full-packed GE Summer, how can I manage my overloaded work? Hehe..God will make a way..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Enjoy the summer. =)&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/10874224-7831124839874951452?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7831124839874951452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=7831124839874951452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7831124839874951452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/7831124839874951452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/04/ges-bunch-of-activities.html' title='GE&apos;s Bunch of Activities'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-519307232724956252</id><published>2007-03-26T09:19:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T09:21:08.262+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ ROHM PE Department Outing ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yup..after finishing some report to audit, fetched by my only one together with little johnny. We travelled back to Laguna for Gary's PE Department Outing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Yahoo! As this is my first time to be with his officemates..I was kinda hesitant because I need to know each and everyone. But since lahat naman ng mga kasamahan niya is boys..there is no pretentions, nagbabalahuraan na kasi sila agad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hehe, at syempre ako naman sumasakay lang sa mga jokes nila..galing! Basta I really enjoyed the overnight stay..saan ka pa yung room namin ng kaisa isang gurl sa department which is Charrie, has jacuzzi in it! Galing..super relaxed ako dun..something that I need often during this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Si Bunso din ay enjoy sa kanyang new found friend na si FerFer, at take note magkatabi na agad silang matulog at nag-inuman ng light coke sa kwarto..hahaha..katuwa talaga..nagpa alarm pa ang mga mokong dahil magswimming daw sila ng 5am. Syempre di ko sila allow..gabi pa kaya un..nagslip ulit and finally at past 6 am..rumatsada na sa bagong fill na pool! Ang saya talaga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Tas, nakapag moments pa kami ni popoy to talk about our lives..our future and almost everything. We really shared the common dreams, something that I truly believe that we are meant for each other.&lt;br /&gt;It is not everyday of the year ang summer, and it is the most eventful season for every Filipino (i guess?!?) hehehe..kasi nandiyan ang fiestas, holy week and lots and lots of outings like the one we had in City of Springs, Los Baños!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Pics to follow.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Happiness is again felt. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10874224-519307232724956252?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/519307232724956252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=519307232724956252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/519307232724956252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/519307232724956252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/03/rohm-pe-department-outing.html' title='~ ROHM PE Department Outing ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-504934769951693009</id><published>2007-03-20T07:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T07:51:00.143+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentiments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;During the past days, I have been very busy..with the stress on "very". Hahaha..I did not imagin myself going through that level that almost every week I shall take some time of my sleep just to make some money! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Actually, I am feeling so restless during these week. I have some deadlines and that what everybody felt very stressful about. I sometimes would like to shift some other line. To find something that matches my desire, not just to earn some degrees or be identified in the company but more on the desired fulfillment and happiness. It is not a question that I do not love accounting. But it definitely irritates me that I cannot do anything more that working almost 7 days a week and more that 12 hours a day. Although I suppose that more people experience this kind of stress and even worse. I still want something that fulfills my desire to increase knowledge and experience not just in the corporate world but as well in the world around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I just have some thoughts about politics, media, our poor people, the wonderful destinations in the philippines, the longing for travel around the world. The break I want to enter into tv hosting..wahahaha..dream on! I really want to be a news anchor or something in similar. I also want to have my band, wherein I will be the back-up vocals, for I really want to be one..hahaha..afraid of the limelight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There were definitely things that we want to do..the only problem is how can we squeeze this in our very very tight schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just sentiments at work..happy reading!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;excess:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Popoy has already bought his new ASUS Dualcore Laptop last sunday!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10874224-504934769951693009?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/504934769951693009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=504934769951693009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/504934769951693009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/504934769951693009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/03/sentiments.html' title='Sentiments'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2290797312774823051</id><published>2007-03-06T07:29:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:01:11.564+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip, Getting away and Having Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezyAnRawMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yZtYksjFLyw/s1600-h/3marias_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038668175476703426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezyAnRawMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yZtYksjFLyw/s320/3marias_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Last Sunday was scheduled to be our Sulit Kulitan Family Day. Yours truly asked Daddy to take some fresh air in Caliraya Lake located on the top of the mountain in the southern part of Laguna specifically Cavinti. My Cute little brother John was so excited about the trip that he was not able to sleep well the night before. Haha..kulit talaga!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Eto kami ngaun after more than a year without our dearest nanay..hay..it might have been more exciting having you around nay..=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvWHRawLI/AAAAAAAAACw/NPBsMIYzQ1c/s1600-h/roadtrip5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038665246309007538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvWHRawLI/AAAAAAAAACw/NPBsMIYzQ1c/s320/roadtrip5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Pero siyempre I know that Nanay would be happy to see us like this, we never had this kind of trip after we lost her..and right after this trip, nayayaya naman si Itay papuntang North. Sabi Hundred Islands..waaaaah! malaking ipunan iyon! hehe..pero excited naman kami! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Muntik pa ngang di kami matuloy sa Taytay Falls dahil medyo mainit na ang makina at ang ulo ni bossing (a.k.a. daddy) hehehe..but the good thing..diretso pa din, balewala kahit nakasimangot pa siya. Sayang ang moments. It is truly rewarding to have this kind of time for each other. Si kuya nga di na umattend ng laro sa company nila dahil lang dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvGHRawKI/AAAAAAAAACo/cXNhDPUgkPY/s1600-h/roadtrip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038664971431100578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvGHRawKI/AAAAAAAAACo/cXNhDPUgkPY/s320/roadtrip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvBXRawJI/AAAAAAAAACg/QoOA2io-gaA/s1600-h/roadtrip6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038664889826721938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezvBXRawJI/AAAAAAAAACg/QoOA2io-gaA/s320/roadtrip6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Stopped along the road just to have some nice pics for these rare trips we had(left pic). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Gary and Me back to our dearest jeepney after the picturan (right pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rezu5nRawII/AAAAAAAAACY/44kGMQxLgsc/s1600-h/daddy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038664756682735746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rezu5nRawII/AAAAAAAAACY/44kGMQxLgsc/s320/daddy%27s+angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Talo pa namin ang mga angels ni charlie sa laki ng mga braso namin..wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezuzHRawHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1pMs3ZWcII/s1600-h/daddy+n+gary+bonding.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038664645013586034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezuzHRawHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/j1pMs3ZWcII/s320/daddy+n+gary+bonding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Looking at this pic, I just cannot wait for the final moment that we shall officially declare Gary as legal part of the family. Bonding moments ni popoy at dady. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezzzHRawOI/AAAAAAAAADI/p8oRls-s4b4/s1600-h/majayjay3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038670142571725026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezzzHRawOI/AAAAAAAAADI/p8oRls-s4b4/s320/majayjay3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Ang Lamig po ng tubig..but I managed to dip my shivering body to the freezing water. =)  Nakapunta din ako sa likod ng falls, was able to feel the angry water falling down.  Syempre assisted by my honey popoy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;~~happiness this is what my heart says~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezzjXRawNI/AAAAAAAAADA/XTARtwiYHTc/s1600-h/majayjay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038669871988785362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezzjXRawNI/AAAAAAAAADA/XTARtwiYHTc/s320/majayjay2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;                        Kainan ng Chicha sa batuhan... ~~&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2290797312774823051?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2290797312774823051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2290797312774823051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2290797312774823051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2290797312774823051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/03/road-trip-getting-away-and-having-fun.html' title='Road Trip, Getting away and Having Fun!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RezyAnRawMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/yZtYksjFLyw/s72-c/3marias_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1102784591781696415</id><published>2007-03-06T04:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T05:38:48.933+03:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Shifting Emotions ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;It is this time that I felt like I am again nowhere to go. Something is missing. Which I cannot find the answer. I still cannot give anything worthy of thinking on where or how shall I start another day. Inspiration is what I am seeking. But as constantly I look for it, tried to feel it, it does not shows up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe for some other time..I need to wait..til I wait no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am battling once again with this kind of emotion. I felt like I need to go somewhere. I need to leave or move on. Is it that I need to go back through? Or have I leave something behind? Hay..I felt like I have no one would be available to share the burden. No talks or just chats to lessen some heavy weights I have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to plan to go abraod right now. The one I set aside for a while because I thought that I will stay with my company for a longer time. Now, my veins would react negatively once I set my feet here in the comp vicinity. I believe I need to build another big plans again. Write my dreams and continously update my status. Hope I would not miss any important details for this. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dyaran! I am somehow relieved from this everyday stress and anxiety. Good thing, writing eases some of the tensions brought by the work environ here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, it is &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt; that reminds me to slow down, think/reflect and move on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the Solar Conquest shall begin!!! (hahaha..a Princess Hours fanatic!!!)&lt;/span&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/10874224-1102784591781696415?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1102784591781696415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1102784591781696415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1102784591781696415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1102784591781696415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/03/shifting-emotions.html' title='~ Shifting Emotions ~'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-1611143574293216881</id><published>2007-03-01T03:27:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:37:47.374+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Here I am again, actually I have a lot of things to share the day I started working. I really felt that this is a blessing and it is God's plan that I am working for my current company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the very first week I worked here, I had lots of doubts. A big bunch of doubts. I have questioned the fairness on working. As I always am telling to my self and had put this as one of my principles in life, I really want as much as possible to have an unbiased working environment wherein I can initiate my action without any hesitations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is what fills my mind everyday before I go to work. Am I being that competitive to my teammates? It is though a fact that I felt it that I am. I am scared about it because I am not the type of person. Working for me is a vocation. Somehow, because I choose my profession, not because in due time I will be earning a lot specially that I have the advantage of having the license, but because I am enjoying it. I have also prayed that if ever I am accepted in a company, I wish to have spread something worthy. This is what bothers me. As much as I want to have the same atmosphere like the team I have before, I am a failure with this. It is what I said to my Star Team when I left them. It is easy to have work, choose the company who offers the greatest benefit. But what is important to me is that you work well and enjoy every single moment of it. Now, I admit I do not have the luxury of choosing the best people to work with. It is because when I left my team, I continously crave for the same bonding which eventually is not within my team right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am not happy with what is going on. I really changed my perspective with that. It is a reality that I will never be able to have the same kind of team bonding before but I can start molding them slowly. One bite at a time. The fact is, they are not willing and I really feel stupid. I don't have any personal issues with them. It is only that I find them competitive, like what an employee from other country has said. Make some bond. Beyond the scope of work and the stress and hassles it brings. Hay..I know that it must start with the head..and I am not in the position. We differ and it matters. Maybe in time, haha..I will have the power (hehe) and motivation. And that is what I promise. Fair environment. Good Competition. An area for growth and development. Right exposure. The best camaraderie that I had with the people I had been through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will that be impossible. Huh? Nothing is impossible to those who are willing. I just wish and pray that I could start now, if not, I will be the one who will be the first to give up the rope. =(&lt;br /&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/10874224-1611143574293216881?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1611143574293216881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=1611143574293216881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1611143574293216881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/1611143574293216881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/03/thoughts-about-working.html' title='Thoughts about Working'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-244257066462807671</id><published>2007-02-26T03:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T04:03:35.942+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to the Most Caring Mom!!! ~ The Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think of me not as gone but free...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036009926990894178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReOAWL-iFGI/AAAAAAAAABs/Cbnc4cOX_8w/s400/bestnanay1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We thank you for the wonderful give of unconditional love to daddy, us, your children and to the people whom you have made a difference in their lives.  Your physical presence may not be felt, but you continously inspire us to do our best, bringing back the pride you once has given to us and shall forever cherish the memories in our heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'm proud to be the daughter of Mrs. Nora Arciaga Sulit a.k.a. "Nene", "Babylyn", "Nors", "Mars", a wonderful friend, a fair fighter, a jolly person whose smile uplift everyone who she met, a woman with conviction, an inspiration, a confidant, a lovable wife of Carding, and the bestest  mother all rolled into one, "My one and only Nanay".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I know you are spending your happiest birthdays in heaven...until we meet again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NANAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We truly misses you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-244257066462807671?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/244257066462807671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=244257066462807671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/244257066462807671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/244257066462807671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-to-most-caring-mom-best.html' title='Happy Birthday to the Most Caring Mom!!! ~ The Best'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReOAWL-iFGI/AAAAAAAAABs/Cbnc4cOX_8w/s72-c/bestnanay1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2529045024801024911</id><published>2007-02-25T09:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T09:37:56.464+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sto. Niño Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Straight from overtime work and baptism of gary's nephew vincent and eventually the new addition on the list of my inaanaks..we attended the annual celebration of sto.niño's fiesta, popoy and me ended up goofing around with ate olive's cam.  I really am blessed to have him.  My stress buster after a workweeklong (7 days of work!!!!)..kakapagod ha!  Times like this makes working and living worthwhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReEq5b-iFFI/AAAAAAAAABc/8r_51rWfAvg/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReEq5b-iFFI/AAAAAAAAABc/8r_51rWfAvg/s400/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035353024627872850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Di kami gaanong makulit...wehehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;After ng mahabang paglilibot at pagpila, makita lang si sto.niño, it really made my day..really fun! Kahit pa ang sabihin "nila"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Di ako inspirado sa pagsulat..kainis!  ang masasabi ko lang ang gwapo ni popoy sa pic na ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReEp-7-iFEI/AAAAAAAAABU/uLolVrR2-d4/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReEp-7-iFEI/AAAAAAAAABU/uLolVrR2-d4/s400/DSC00618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035352019605525570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;The coming week shall be full packed!!!  Need ko ng humabol sa audits ko dahil come March, countdown na naman ulit for the next dashboard!!!  It makes me feel tired but excited on how will I be able to cut down time in preparation and works..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Next weekend, matutuloy na ang Caliraya namin..un lang wala pa akong camera!!!! Waaaaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Till next week, sayang di ako inspired to write ngaun..=( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;But Im totally happy and contented.  &lt;/span&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/10874224-2529045024801024911?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2529045024801024911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2529045024801024911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2529045024801024911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2529045024801024911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/sto-nio-fiesta.html' title='Sto. Niño Fiesta'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/ReEq5b-iFFI/AAAAAAAAABc/8r_51rWfAvg/s72-c/DSC00619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-2272822664180154106</id><published>2007-02-17T05:20:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T05:28:11.068+03:00</updated><title type='text'>the week that was..=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This was post that should be last week pa kaya lang wala na akong time kaya ngayon lang ulit (sa may ari ng camera..salamat po..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmzUb-AWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5sUVXJKQdPI/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032322665478488418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmzUb-AWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5sUVXJKQdPI/s400/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; This was taken during our Integrity and Compliance Seminar at the Heritage Hotel.  Together with Ray from AP team! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmuEb-AVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c8ea1j_661s/s1600-h/di+gaanong+msarap.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032322575284175186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmuEb-AVI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c8ea1j_661s/s400/di+gaanong+msarap.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Naubos ko ang food na yan..hahaha..gutom na kasi ako..mukha bang masarap? sa akin, masarap naman..wehehehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmpEb-AUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m5i-mi7G1Jc/s1600-h/100_0538.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032322489384829250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmpEb-AUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/m5i-mi7G1Jc/s400/100_0538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Si Henry Leong, legal counsel of asia, one of the speakers in our compliance seminar..pang korean telenobela ano? hahaha..he is by the way a malaysian..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmh0b-ATI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PsI_sHaJbC4/s1600-h/balaji+visit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032322364830777650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmh0b-ATI/AAAAAAAAAAk/PsI_sHaJbC4/s400/balaji+visit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; At last, meet Balaji (in yellow), ang may pakana ng pahirap sa aming buhay..hehehe..together is the SEA eT&amp;L team (from left to right, bev, arlene, shiella, balaji, joel, elmer, ms.riza, julie and moi! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wala akong time magkwento pics na lang muna..see you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sana pedeng di na mag-ot..waaaaaah!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-2272822664180154106?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2272822664180154106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=2272822664180154106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2272822664180154106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/2272822664180154106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/week-that-was.html' title='the week that was..=)'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/RdZmzUb-AWI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5sUVXJKQdPI/s72-c/DSC00143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-92812204322471674</id><published>2007-02-11T17:16:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:55:44.015+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting the Heart's Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;February is a heart's month and GE started it right (on my own point of view) by sponsoring this cinema night..as the invitation goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030282796531056930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rc8njUb-ASI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xS3Ux0Bjn1o/s400/ge_cinema_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our Cinema Night featuring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rc8mw0b-ARI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w4NuUZkR2Zw/s1600-h/ge_cinema_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030281928947663122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rc8mw0b-ARI/AAAAAAAAAAM/w4NuUZkR2Zw/s400/ge_cinema_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Working in GE has made me feel more blessed. Why is it so? Because I was able to watch this movie. As I may say, I am not that fanatic with watching movies in the cinemas (the big screen!). I would prefer it on TV. Why? Because the Ilocano in me. Haha! I don't know but I'd rather watch it on TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Together with my only one, &lt;strong&gt;Gary&lt;/strong&gt;, we watched the movie! With free food! Pica pica! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let us to go to my personal review of "The Holiday". Amanda and Iris, two ladies,&lt;strong&gt; two heartbroken ladies&lt;/strong&gt; switched houses because of frustration with their men. Amanda, for having an unfaithful bf and Iris, chasing a guy for 3 long years without any assurance of being loved back. They switched houses and found their true love. Haha..What a review? Did I make you feel that you wanna watch the movie? Non sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What I really wanna say is that being blessed doesn't mean you will go through happy times always. After a heart breaks or any bad situations, one thing is for sure to happen, that won't stay, not unless, you did want it to stagnate into your heart and mind and eat the whole you. These people made a decision to move on..even for a short period and thereafter found something totally different, something that they thought will not happen, it may, but only in dreams. It moved me. Really. For something that I have in my mind. It makes me more ambitious of what life could be for me, gary and the people around me. That life is just one holiday to pass. and just like a holiday, it is so precious to us working people, we need to cherish every moment of this. Every moment that life has to offer us. It passes. Just do not miss the opportunity to grab the momentous experience of different emotions and situations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Watch the movie, for lots of laugh and a wonderful lesson to keep!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;~~~&gt; Side dish =) &lt;strong&gt;Wednesday of this week (7th)&lt;/strong&gt;, we had our compliance and integrity conference at the Heritage Hotel in Roxas Blvd. It seems that GE really give me more inspiration to dream BIG!!!! Post some pics later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have I been going to far..Maybe need to sleep. For tomorrow is another working day for us. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Have a happy hearts week!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;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/10874224-92812204322471674?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/92812204322471674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=92812204322471674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/92812204322471674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/92812204322471674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/02/starting-hearts-month.html' title='Starting the Heart&apos;s Month'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/Rc8njUb-ASI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xS3Ux0Bjn1o/s72-c/ge_cinema_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116961328681021683</id><published>2007-01-24T07:21:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T07:40:50.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desktop Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/928073/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/227156/desktop.jpg" width="516" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Yup, you heard it right, this is the scenery that soothes my stressed mind here in work. Minsan talaga kailangan natin gumawa ng paraan para mai-divert ang attention natin sa bagay na makakapagpapasaya sa atin like this place. This shot was taken from a resort in El Nido, Palawan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I am dreaming of going here...now na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;charan! eto na ako sa place na ito...nakatanaw sa bintana...hmmmmmm..ang sarap ng hangin...nakakabuti ng pakiramdam, ang mga alon..banayad...at ang mga huni ng ibon...ang sarap sa ear ha! hehehe...ang sarap mag sun bathing sa bench..ay ang waiter! "Waiter, please bring me a glass of orange juice! Thanks!" Aba at sino yung mga taong paparating dito..I thought I reserved this place for myself...aba at may intruders!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Toink! Ayan..nanaginip na naman ako...eto na pala ang mga pasaway sa masaya kong pagninilay..ang tambak kong trabaho!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Eniweys, ang sarap bumalik sa kawalan..tanging magandang tanawin gaya nito lang...kahit papaano, nailalayo niya ako sa magulong mundo ng showbiz...nyek! hehehe..sabagay..di na nalalayo ang mundong kinagagalawan ko sa konsepto ng showbiz, di mo na kasi alam ang totoo sa hindi..kaya eto sumasabay ang aking puso sa pagalon ng dagat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Masaya akong babalik sa lugar na ito para muling makahinga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Sarap Lord!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Back to work na po tayo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Have a nice Baclaran day to everyone...Do not forget to pray! Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116961328681021683?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116961328681021683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116961328681021683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116961328681021683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116961328681021683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/desktop-therapy.html' title='Desktop Therapy'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116788527253930116</id><published>2007-01-04T07:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:27:39.130+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tatlong taon nAPO kami!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hep! hep! hep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;makakalimutan ba naman natin ang mahalagang araw na ito namin ni popoy...hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;op kors not!&lt;br /&gt;siyempre, tatlong taon na kami na puno ng kalokohan, kasiyahan, kakulitan, kaartehan, tampuhan, galaan at pagmamahalan..hay..naks naman!&lt;br /&gt;di ko man lang namalayan ang paglipas ng 3 taon..biro mo...ang bilis! siguro nga dahil nageenjoy kami sa isa't isa..hahaha..napapaligaya namin ang bawat isa... =P&lt;br /&gt;poy, eto lang ang masasabi ko sa iyo, eto ka! ((((( ^_^)))))) hehehe..salamat sa yakap mo..sa lahat ng oras, sa suporta, inspirasyon at pagmamahal! dami pa tayong plano at pangarap..sana ay maging maganda ang lahat sa atin sa future lalo na dis year...hehehe...sana malapit na...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng bahay...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng lupa...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng kotse...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng magagandang damit...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko makapunta sa iba't ibang lugar...&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko ng masayang pamilya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sa lahat ng ito kasama kita..hmmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa lahat..&lt;br /&gt;"there is a special comfort between two matching souls..."&lt;br /&gt;Happy 3rd Anniversary!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116788527253930116?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116788527253930116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116788527253930116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116788527253930116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116788527253930116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/tatlong-taon-napo-kami.html' title='Tatlong taon nAPO kami!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116787046599993164</id><published>2007-01-04T03:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:27:46.010+03:00</updated><title type='text'>ang nakaraan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;yup, the year 2006 was just another part of our past, that we may or may not want to reminisce, for me it the roller coaster ride!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I felt the happiest and saddest part of my life, in this year we lose our dearest nanay, nahihirapan man kami na tanggapin yon, wala kaming magagawa kundi maging masaya para sa kanya. I know she is happy now. Nasaan man siya, magkita sana kami sa dulo.  sa tuwing may post ako na ganito, naiiyak ako. kasi siyempre super nakakamiss ang nanay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;kaya ayan, inuna ko na siya para sa mga susunod kong topics eh masaya na..ano nga ba ang masasayang nangyari this year, actually, the whole year yata akong nagaaral..starting january til october..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hahaha..nga pala naisip ko na!!! nakapunta kami ni popoy sa mudspring sa makiling..something to boast about kasi it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;FIRST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Yay! Kapagod ang maglakad..pero sa lahat ng paghihirap, ang pinakamasarap ay ang matapos mo with pride! naks! kaya ganon din ang ginawa ko for my quest for the license..eventually, nakuha ko na din!!! with the help of the people around me..kilala na nila ang sarili nila (hehehe...dpat naman!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;naging masaya ang taon na ito, probably because I have the most wonderful people that God has planned to be with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;It may be a tough life ahead..full of responsibilities, but amidst it all, I can say to this..Go on! I am tougher!!!Huh??? Because I have a big God with me all the way!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Naks!  It's true, my faith has never been broken ever since, sa lahat ng problem, maliit man o malaki, siya ang kawentuhan ko, besides gary.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Basta sumakay lang tayo sa biyahe ng buhay...walang mawawala..madadagdagan pa tayo ng memories!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Stay happy pips! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2007 to all!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116787046599993164?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116787046599993164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116787046599993164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116787046599993164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116787046599993164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2007/01/ang-nakaraan.html' title='ang nakaraan...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116684130778288654</id><published>2006-12-23T05:25:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T05:40:02.223+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Season's Greetings!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/897784/xmas%20greetings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/176182/xmas%20greetings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116684130778288654?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116684130778288654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116684130778288654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116684130778288654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116684130778288654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Season&apos;s Greetings!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116643086408430184</id><published>2006-12-18T08:34:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:34:24.133+03:00</updated><title type='text'>about working...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After the long awaited moment to finally start my work, I officially started with General Electric Philippines as an eT&amp;L auditor, but with a designation of Accountant, weird isn’t it? Haha..but when I calculated the time I have to stay home for being unemployed it is just less than 2 months..not bad to think that it is year end and most companies at this time hire beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me point out some of the positive points that I am thankful and happy about me starting to work this year end…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I will be able to have the New Year with a little money in my pocket… not just my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I don’t have to worry about making the payment for the debts we had incurred during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I will be able to buy the necessary things needed for my other “vices” hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, madami na din akong mga plano and goals to set for the coming year kasi I do have to plan to save some money…naks! Todo na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, di na din mangungulit ang daddy na until now e isa akong palamunin. Hehehe..peace dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I will be able to finance something for my popoy…tagal pa naman un pero at least..may money na ako..yehey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I wish is that I could hold on to the job…wish ko lang talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be able to get along with people well, especially this group… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/928966/my_ge_family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and be able to acquire new knowledge for my future plan. Hahaha…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ending the year with a BANG!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace and Love to all this yuletide season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116643086408430184?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116643086408430184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116643086408430184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116643086408430184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116643086408430184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/about-working.html' title='about working...'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116515403059481665</id><published>2006-12-03T16:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T16:53:50.610+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Proud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/291747/daddy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/320/79555/daddy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Di ko man nasasabi ito ng tahasan sa iyo Dy, pero, you really made me proud to be your daughter.   After all the hardships you'd been through..nakita ko ang pagbabago sa iyo. Alam mo kung ano ang pinagdaanan namin hirap sa pagdidisiplina mo.  Pero Im thankful with that. Other pipol might think you of somebody who wants only material things..but i know you are beyond that..you are our precious gem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Habang buhay kong dadalhin ito sa puso ko.  Tunay ka ngang haligi ng tahanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am so proud to be your daughter.  I know Nanay is happy with the way you are taking good care of your family..even without her.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank you for the love and the many lessons you have shared with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love you. &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/10874224-116515403059481665?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116515403059481665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116515403059481665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116515403059481665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116515403059481665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-proud.html' title='Im Proud!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116505163808992236</id><published>2006-12-02T12:22:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T12:27:18.090+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saan man patungo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;di ko inakalang magkakaganito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;wala naman nagsabi na malabo ang mundo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;di na rin inaasahang maintindihan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;alam naman nilang walang pakialam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;kung saan man patungo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;at kung kailan kami hihinto..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;kung bukas man o bukas pa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;tuluyan ng tapusin ang kanta..&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/10874224-116505163808992236?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116505163808992236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116505163808992236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116505163808992236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116505163808992236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/12/saan-man-patungo.html' title='Saan man patungo..'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116468265541919835</id><published>2006-11-28T05:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T05:57:35.740+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa aking paghahanap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eto na naman ako at muling maglalahad ng aking feeling sa buhay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;khapon, feeling ko ay super depressed ako..kasi ba naman 1 buwan na ang nakakalipas pero until now wala pa rin akong mahanap na magandang work..hay..kainis naman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di naman kasi ako naghahanap ng mataas ng sweldo, ung tama lang na makakapagdevelop ba sa career na GUSTO KO na tahakin. Lito akong lumabas sa bahay..follow up sa mga company na pinasahan ko ng aking resume. Ilang ulit na akong nagpalit ng resume ha..baka kasi may mali..pero eto ako at di pa rin makahanap ng tamang trabaho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakakapagod dahil sa bawat alis mo naman pera ang nawawala. Wala naman ako nun. Kakahiya na kay popoy kung pati ba naman pamasahe ay humiram pa ako sa kanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tas, naisip ko..eto na naman ako..inilalapit NIYA ulit ako..mukhang lumayo nga ako ng unti ha..hay..si Lord talaga..aun at napalakas ang loob ko..Tas, naalala ko ung libro kong ito ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6717/859/400/pdl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Biro mo un..binili ko siya last June 2005, di ko naman nabasa..aun at ginawan ni Lord ng way na mabasa ko na siya..kaya eto ako ngayon. Di masyadong nagmamadali sa buhay-buhay. Kasi gusto kong tapusin ito. at tatapusin ko siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;La lang. Nasabi ko lang. It may seem very usual. Ung kapag may problema ka, lapit ka lang sa Kanya..nasa kanya kasi ang kasagutan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Un po. Happy REading Nina =)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116468265541919835?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116468265541919835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116468265541919835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116468265541919835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116468265541919835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/sa-aking-paghahanap.html' title='Sa aking paghahanap'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116434518588273343</id><published>2006-11-24T07:53:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T08:13:05.926+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Paghihintay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eto ang mga kaganapan sa nakalipas na CPA Oathtaking..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/136131/P1020011.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/861059/P1020011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt; Si daddy habang nagpapahinga...wehehe..bilis mapagod sa paglalaro ng badminton...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/973038/P1020080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/559588/P1020080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Si Sir Tom.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/929474/P1020078.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/808101/P1020078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Atty. D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/702656/P1020081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/932827/P1020081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ang aking pangalawang ama..Sir Valix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/762325/P1020049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/902454/P1020049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Kakambal ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/857802/P1020018.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/15929/P1020018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt; wehehehe..ang pormal na paraan ng paglalaro ng badminton.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/122651/P1020037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kulitan sa Manila Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/400/877336/P1020044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Ang taray!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hehehe..yan lang po..tamad akong magkwento eh..Mwah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116434518588273343?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116434518588273343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116434518588273343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116434518588273343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116434518588273343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/ang-paghihintay.html' title='Ang Paghihintay'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116434189745457394</id><published>2006-11-24T07:08:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:49:28.693+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakatanaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/1600/835983/P1020042.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="285" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6717/859/320/255681/P1020042.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..parang ganito ako ngayon, nakatingin sa kawalan..nangangarap..nagiisip kung ano ang dapat gawin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, oathtaking namin..ang tagal kong hinintay na mapasama sa okasyon iyon. Aun nga at nagkaroon na din ng katuparan ang lahat..isa na akong ganap na CPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hanggang ngayon, nagtatanong pa rin ang puso ko..saan nga ba ako pupunta? Paano ko mapupuntahan iyon? Nahihirapan ako. Sa panibagong simula ng yugto ng buhay ko. Marami kasing dapat tapusin at simulang muli. Bagay na lalong nagpapabigat sa puso ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, nanatili pa rin akong nakatanaw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniisip ang buhay ko dun...sa ibang ibayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Salamat at nariyan kayo lagi sa tabi ko..Salamat sa KANYA! Dahil kahit anong tama ng utak ko nanatili kayong nandiyan para samahan akong tingnan ang kawalan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pero kaya ko ang lahat ng ito dahil nandiyan kayo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ang drama ko no? minsan lang ito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116434189745457394?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116434189745457394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116434189745457394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116434189745457394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116434189745457394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/11/nakatanaw.html' title='Nakatanaw'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116218577233347610</id><published>2006-10-30T07:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:22:52.463+03:00</updated><title type='text'>starting again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this the new me..after passing the board exam..im back to level 1..starting out my new career as CPA..I've dreamed of this and hopefully with Help of God. Time is of the essence. I need to look for the perfect job..something I need to devote my time and knowledge and get paid high!!!!! haha..enuf of daydreaming...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6717/859/320/Untitled-Stitched-04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sa ngayon kasi ang hirap dahil need ko na namang harapin ang mga taong sana ay di ko na lang nakatagpo..naming this doctor ng nanay ko na sinisingil kami..actually ako sa balance namin sa gamot..i had asked her of time kasi im still reviewing then..basta masakit kasi na ganon pa ang madadatnan mo..pero mababayaran din namin yun..ko pala..basta..im confident!! God is with us!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kahapon, bumalik kami ni popoy sa manila..sa polluted na manila..sa halos isang taon na pamamalagi dun..at sa kaharap ang libro eh..nakasanayan ko na din ang pulusyon..marami akong natutunan..maraming lugar na napuntahan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;madami akong natupad ngayon year like..i was able to join the procession of our lady of la naval de manila last october and nakapunta din kami ni popoy sa mall of asia (first timers!!!) with a wonderful moment while viewing the wonderful sunset at manila bay..i believe that is a sign of end of a chapter in my book of life..my review life and eventually the passing!! yey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;here is a souvenir portrait photo at tom's world, mall of asia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 465px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6717/859/320/portrait1.jpg" width="401" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i love God for giving me this guy..thankful talaga ako..sabi nga nila..Good girls deserve Good Karma!!! He is my BEST karma! I can go through the hardest challenge and problems with HIM by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's all! See yah agen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116218577233347610?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116218577233347610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116218577233347610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116218577233347610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116218577233347610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/10/starting-again.html' title='starting again..'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10874224.post-116170463033223006</id><published>2006-10-24T18:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T18:43:50.423+03:00</updated><title type='text'>C-werti P-ilit na A-ko!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;after the long wait..eto na ang pinakaiintay kong post of the year..the very good news i could share for this year is that the license i had been fighting for the longest time has arrived!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am now a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;CERTIFIED PUBLIC ACCOUNTANT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Seems nothings change..but a lot do..i'll posting more of it next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;All I can say is that God is good all the time!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;hay..the long wait and preparations is over..back to the reality of dealing my other personal problems!!! But I know that i am not just a CPA by law..but im a fighter by heart..it is GOD, him that i have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Thank you sa lahat ng nagpray..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daddy and Nanay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, this may be too little to bring back the love and support i had received from you..Nay, Pede ko ng sabihin sa iyo..i have fulfilled your dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sa aking makukulit na kapatid..salamat!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;sa aking mag kaibigan at kapatid kay Jesus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;at higit sa lahat sa taong tinatanaw kong napakalaking utang na loob ang maipagpatuloy at makuha na rin ang goal na ito..kay &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;POPOY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;may we stay together through thick and thin..iloveyou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10874224-116170463033223006?l=ninalyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/feeds/116170463033223006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10874224&amp;postID=116170463033223006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116170463033223006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10874224/posts/default/116170463033223006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ninalyn.blogspot.com/2006/10/c-werti-p-ilit-na-ko.html' title='C-werti P-ilit na A-ko!!!!'/><author><name>Mrs. C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00620578471097322667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cTl-IN_iYMo/TUcvkT7n2HI/AAAAAAAAARI/pQLJ6hvhrR0/s220/id%2Bpic%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
