<?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-2402466417607406488</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:16:50.109-08:00</updated><category term='learnings'/><category term='ironies'/><category term='gossips'/><category term='summer time'/><category term='media'/><category term='mail'/><category term='child'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='fare'/><category term='Contest'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='political system'/><category term='karma'/><category term='Philosophy'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='care'/><category term='tag'/><category term='being'/><category term='sentiment'/><category term='truth'/><category term='announcement'/><category term='MOA'/><category term='governent'/><category term='How to help our country'/><category term='girls'/><category term='society'/><category term='Crises'/><category term='TV show'/><category term='family'/><category term='street children'/><category term='making a difference'/><category term='holy week'/><category term='LGU'/><category term='Filipinos'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='suffering'/><category term='BJE'/><category term='friends'/><category term='man'/><category term='beggar'/><category term='Rice'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='election'/><category term='unexpected'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='politics'/><category term='natives'/><category term='Student privilege'/><category term='justice'/><category term='Holiday greeting'/><category term='faith'/><category term='journey'/><category term='award'/><category term='blog'/><category term='book'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='letter'/><category term='life'/><category term='Sanggunian.'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='people'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='respect'/><category term='sad thing'/><category term='B&apos;laan'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='religion'/><category term='Shortage'/><category term='scam'/><category term='love'/><category term='Nino Aquino Day'/><category term='greeks'/><category term='human'/><title type='text'>La Vita: Aller Là-bas</title><subtitle type='html'>La Vita "the life"
Aller Là-bas "Going Beyond" in english.


 "The eyes are not responsible when the mind does the seeing." ---Publilius Syrus</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2113923834428265343</id><published>2010-12-25T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:53:17.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday greeting'/><title type='text'>Holiday Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/TRbX7WzsWRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/la8nek8JbbM/s1600/christmas-card6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/TRbX7WzsWRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/la8nek8JbbM/s320/christmas-card6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554864605142735122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the best season of the year.  This is where we celebrate the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ. the time for reunions and get together. The time to forget the stress from the offce, school and work and just have fun, be happy and thankful of what we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you guys are enjoying the season with your family and love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Happy Holidays!!!&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/2402466417607406488-2113923834428265343?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2113923834428265343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2113923834428265343' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2113923834428265343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2113923834428265343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2010/12/holiday-season.html' title='Holiday Season...'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/TRbX7WzsWRI/AAAAAAAAAQU/la8nek8JbbM/s72-c/christmas-card6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4723827727600554768</id><published>2010-12-25T21:04:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T21:13:32.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;/span&gt;is twice nutritious than what the city market&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;offers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The people in the farm&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;are friendly and loving..they trust each other&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;and share what they have to their neighbors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;unlike in the city where people,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;amp; even neighbors don’t get along...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;All is well in this place..&lt;br /&gt;It's peaceful, livable and No stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4723827727600554768?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4723827727600554768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4723827727600554768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4723827727600554768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4723827727600554768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-in-farm.html' title='Life in the Farm'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2337730225773858399</id><published>2010-05-07T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T02:06:02.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='election'/><title type='text'>Election 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     We will be casting our votes on Monday, May  10, 2010. I know you already have your own bets for national and local  candidates...and that you have chosen them very well---if you're still undecided, educate yourself about the aspirants and their platforms then think a hundred times and listen to your mind &amp;amp; heart before choosing who is who or which is which.  ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;       Let us hope  and pray for an honest and peaceful election and that people will choose  the right ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-2337730225773858399?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2337730225773858399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2337730225773858399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2337730225773858399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2337730225773858399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2010/05/election-2010.html' title='Election 2010'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6579584987558373587</id><published>2010-02-08T02:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T05:10:00.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV show'/><title type='text'>May Bukas Pa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://minalin.gov.ph/minalin/images/may-bukas-pa-frontpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 259px;" src="http://minalin.gov.ph/minalin/images/may-bukas-pa-frontpic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "May Bukas Pa"&lt;/span&gt; was one of my favorite shows on TV. What I really, really like about  it was that it teaches good values and it reminds his televiewers that God is always with us and he will never leave us. In times of troubles, we'll just have to keep our faith in Him and believe that there's always tomorrow. It was also a very, very good show for kids. Having been awarded as best show wasn't a  surprise anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     It's sad that the show has ended. The saddest part there was I wasn't able to watch the ending. *sigh* Zaijan(Santino) is an amazing child actor. He is really gifted and blessed. His acting is genuine that you wouldn't think that he's just acting. You'll feel the emotions he express. You'll cry when he cries. He made me cry for--can't remember how many times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways, even though I wasn't able to watch the ending I'm planning to watch it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; naman&lt;/span&gt; on Youtube(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sana meron nyan doon&lt;/span&gt;) when I have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Indeed &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ProjectR/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"May Bukas Pa"&lt;/span&gt;  was one of the best show ABS-CBN has made. Almost all Filipinos  even those in abroad watched it. And I'm so sure that they're also sad, as I am , to know that the show already waved goodbye. I hope ABS-CBN will make another show that is so much like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May Bukas Pa&lt;/span&gt; because people will really learn a lot from it. And I hope to see Zaijan again on TV soon.&lt;br /&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/2402466417607406488-6579584987558373587?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6579584987558373587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6579584987558373587' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6579584987558373587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6579584987558373587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2010/02/may-bukas-pa.html' title='May Bukas Pa'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-3233355437149351289</id><published>2010-01-15T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:02:15.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Blogworld</title><content type='html'>I miss blogging. I do want to be active in the blog world but whether i want it or not, i can't. I don't have enough time to write and update because of my work...but i still have time to visit once in a while though. I'm getting used to the night shift and kinda at ease with the job I have now and can somehow manage my emotions with regards to speaking with irate or grumpy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i still wanna go back to blogging...I miss sharing with you my thoughts and opinions about things things and of course I miss reading comments from you guys.  hmm.. gotta work now. till next time.. :) hope i can write about something soon.. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-3233355437149351289?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/3233355437149351289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=3233355437149351289' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3233355437149351289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3233355437149351289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2010/01/missing-blogworld.html' title='Missing the Blogworld'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-9137775803602212564</id><published>2009-11-27T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T12:20:42.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy head....</title><content type='html'>There's nothing, actually, that's running in my mind right now...it's already 4:10 in the morning and I'm still wide awake...i'm awake for more than 22hours...my eyes are already tired and and my head is already aching. I really wanted to sleep &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; but I wont because  I can't. I would probably get used to this as the time goes by. It's just that this is my first time to be in a night shift and this is like a culture shock for my body and mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-9137775803602212564?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/9137775803602212564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=9137775803602212564' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/9137775803602212564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/9137775803602212564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/11/sleepy-head.html' title='Sleepy head....'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-523611574155560455</id><published>2009-10-16T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:45:54.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><title type='text'>Facing the Outside World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/StkuzXXCCkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1PT7J9lejDw/s1600-h/3750190067_d0bf5991f7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/StkuzXXCCkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1PT7J9lejDw/s200/3750190067_d0bf5991f7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393393488731703874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/3830276978_318e3b47f3.jpg"&gt;(&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tingpaul/page3/"&gt;Paul's  work of art&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       It's so amazing how the clock runs so fast. It's like yesterday I was a little innocent girl, incognizant of the world around her. Today, I am a woman( though not yet fully grown) facing the journey of the outside world. Tomorrow? Who can guess what will happen? Though I'm certain with my goals, the road to surpass is still unknown. There will be challenges and trials along the way but I'm ready because I know that Lord God is with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-523611574155560455?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/523611574155560455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=523611574155560455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/523611574155560455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/523611574155560455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/10/facing-outside-world.html' title='Facing the Outside World'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/StkuzXXCCkI/AAAAAAAAAP4/1PT7J9lejDw/s72-c/3750190067_d0bf5991f7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4858845942553550031</id><published>2009-10-05T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:14:27.448-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>To Live is NOT to Suffer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life is a continuous challenge and congest for humans to survive. It's a battle against sorrow, pain and trials. It's full of sacrifices. Humans need to suffer in order for him/her to get what he/she wants...in order for him/her to be famous and known...in order for him/her to achieve his goal. Thus, to live is to suffer!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://api.ning.com/files/pL-0wdJ5QfQJjgZ2eMtfpsH4SV2VPRDDf8P5zeJWUsDFMwWJ7Ds9Ix2giQ7DSbzzh44NnmHR6lPjEb6yXVLueXQ4GjjeCFhf/1063675835a5898217711l.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 193px;" src="http://api.ning.com/files/pL-0wdJ5QfQJjgZ2eMtfpsH4SV2VPRDDf8P5zeJWUsDFMwWJ7Ds9Ix2giQ7DSbzzh44NnmHR6lPjEb6yXVLueXQ4GjjeCFhf/1063675835a5898217711l.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Those were the things I thought before. Later did I realize that I was wrong. Indeed life is a continuous challenge and conquest but it should not be associated with suffering. Sorrow, pain and trials exist for humans to grow and appreciate life. Success and fame are achieved simply because humans deserve those things...we deserve to be successful and famous---we have the capacity, ability and faith to make it on top. We make sacrifices because we believe in a much nicer, much better and wonderful out come. Also God, who have given us life, does not want us to see living as a mere suffering. He does not want us to feel and experience that. We may sometimes feel that we are, indeed, suffering but truth  is: we are NOT. God just want to teach us to become a better person and to remind us that He is just around...just trust Him and everything will be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/3830276978_318e3b47f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 316px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/3830276978_318e3b47f3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;(&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tingpaul/"&gt;Paul's  work of art&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Thus, to live is not to suffer. It is for us to enjoy...to value...and to make use of the learnings we get from it. Obstacles are not made for us to feel distressed and to suffer. We just have to keep our Faith in Him and all things will work together for good...there's always a surprise twist in the end. ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4858845942553550031?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4858845942553550031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4858845942553550031' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4858845942553550031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4858845942553550031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-live-is-not-to-suffer.html' title='To Live is NOT to Suffer'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2638/3830276978_318e3b47f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-3990966771831444517</id><published>2009-09-24T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:07:28.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The LacFloBa's Political System</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hey.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 456px; HEIGHT: 469px" alt="pol system" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/hey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Various Philosophers(ristotle's, V.O. Key's, Plato's, etc.) had given their ideas/models of a Perfect Political System that governments(in ancient times) should apply in order to attain stability in the state. By studying those ideas and models and analyzing the present situation of our political system, my classmates and I have come up with our own idea/model of a political system that could be applied in the philippine political settings at present.&lt;br /&gt;The above illustration tells about the Political System i am talking.The title LacFloBa's was picked from our surnames, "Lac" for lacson(that's me), "Flo" for Flores, and "Ba" for Barosso.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the explanation of it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Education, obedience to the law and participation are the first means that should be seen in the ruled/governed people. The ruled should have proper education for them to obey and participate in the political activities and to choose good rulers. The second is the rulers. They came from the ruled people who are educated and, by that they, must have the power/authority, charisma, virtue, control to their people and perform a good administration over the people. After selecting qualified rulers who posses all the means, it will justify the ends which are as follows: justice, equality of rights and even in gender, stability and development in the society. With these ends, the society will produce competitive and skilled people and, in turn, will give respect and, eventually, give their full cooperation for the betterment of the society. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wish this system is applied in the Philippines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-3990966771831444517?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/3990966771831444517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=3990966771831444517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3990966771831444517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3990966771831444517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/09/various-philosophersristotles-v.html' title='The LacFloBa&apos;s Political System'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-7552869702070790574</id><published>2009-08-14T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:05:58.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Quite Disappointed</title><content type='html'>I'm am just so disappointed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday while waiting for my Lola in KCC mall, I went to the bookstore to see some books--cheap books. The first thing I saw was a John Grisham book.  When I saw that the book is cheaper I hurriedly came to the counter. I was at the counter when I saw another Grisham book(I just love John Grisham that is!!!), an expensive one. I reserved the book in the counter  for an hour until  my Lola arrived. I was thinking that I would make my Lola buy the books for me but I realized that two books are much of a burden for her since I had her bought a dress and a slacks for me, so I decided to just buy one and reserve the other one. The sales boy permitted me to reserve the book for two days and that is until today. But I was disappointed to know that they already sold the book I reserved when I went to the bookstore a while ago. :( so sad... They said that they thought I wouldn't come back to buy the book so they decided to sell it hours before I came back for it.  *sigh*  Well, they said that they were sorry and will just request for more Grisham books...they got my name and number..said they'll contact me once the books arrive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-7552869702070790574?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/7552869702070790574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=7552869702070790574' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7552869702070790574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7552869702070790574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/08/quite-disappointed.html' title='Quite Disappointed'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2416264979629857083</id><published>2009-01-18T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:16:50.126-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><title type='text'>Just Visiting</title><content type='html'>The last time I updated this blog was two months ago(on my 20th birthday). I cannot totally say that I’m back again in the blogsphere(this post is not an implication). It’s just that it’s hard to maintain a healthy blog when you don’t have an internet connection at home and you are just renting in an internet café like me. As a blogger you have to maintain a good traffic to also maintain good PR. This page got a &lt;strong&gt;PR of 3&lt;/strong&gt; before…and according to some of my fellow bloggers it was good( though I didn’t understand them at first) but for me it was excellent. Well, it’s just that ‘what would you expect for a newbie like me?’. Though I log-in almost everyday before, I could not seem to master the whole sphere because my time(and also my money) is limited and I am still a student. 3 hours a day is not enough to update your blog, read comments, read messages from your fellow blogger, read their post, post comments, send messages and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to tell you honestly, blogging have contributed a lot to my being. This is where I made a new circle of friends from all over the world, I get to know the attitude and culture of other nationalities through my bloggers posts, get to know places that were unknown to me before… and I get inspired and enlightened by the experiences and brilliant ideas of my fellow bloggers… and ofcourse this is where I discovered that, somehow, I can write a little… somehow I get others opened their minds and inspired them by my writings. I maybe cannot update this blog as often as I can but one thing is for sure, I’ll find ways to visit here and post some of my thoughts. And If we can afford to get our computer connected to the internet few months from now, then maybe that’s when the time that I can say “I’m back!.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-2416264979629857083?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2416264979629857083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2416264979629857083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2416264979629857083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2416264979629857083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-visiting.html' title='Just Visiting'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4999428974770846217</id><published>2008-11-12T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:11:56.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>No longer a teenager</title><content type='html'>it's been two days since i celebrated my birthday.. until now i can't believe that i'm no longer a teenager. phew.. well, i don't feel i am and i don't think i am though.. hehehe. Para kasing pagsinabing 20 years old dapat matured na eh...and it so not me.. the people around you have so many expectations na din about you and those make you feel pressured..at ayaw kong mapressure noh. well, that's a mere observation though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyyyyyyyzzzzzzzzz.. bente na gid ko!!! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4999428974770846217?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4999428974770846217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4999428974770846217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4999428974770846217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4999428974770846217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-longer-teenager.html' title='No longer a teenager'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5941253634939538642</id><published>2008-10-13T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:19:07.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mail'/><title type='text'>An e-mail</title><content type='html'>May mga tao talagang walang ibang gawin kundi lokohin ang kapwa... whew!&lt;br /&gt;just received a scam mail.. ito oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM THE DESK OF Mr.Omar aruna&lt;br /&gt;BILL AND EXCHANGE MANAGER&lt;br /&gt;BANK OF AFRICAN .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223949790_0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; cursor: pointer;"&gt;OUAGADOUGOU, BURKINA FASO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223949790_1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; cursor: pointer;"&gt;WEST AFRICA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU,FIRST I WILL EXPLAIN MY SELF IN BRIEF FOR YOU BEFORE WE&lt;br /&gt;PROCEED.I AM THE MANAGER OF BILL AND EXCHANGE AT THE FOREIGN REMITTANCE&lt;br /&gt;DEPARTMENT OF BANK OF AFRICAN (BOA) I AM WRITING TO SEEK YOUR INTEREST&lt;br /&gt;OVER A BUSINESS , IN MY DEPARTMENT WE DISCOVERED AN ABANDONED SUM OF&lt;br /&gt;$10.5M US DOLLARS (TEN MILLION FIVE US DOLLARS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN AN ACCOUNT THAT BELONGS TO ONE OF OUR FOREIGN CUSTOMER WHO DIED ALONG&lt;br /&gt;WITH HIS ENTIRE FAMILY IN NOVEMBER 15TH 2001 IN A PLANE CRASH AT &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223949790_2"&gt;ABIDJAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COTE'VOIRE.&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE GOT INFORMATION ABOUT HIS DEATH, I HAVE BEEN EXPECTING HIS NEXT&lt;br /&gt;OF KIN TO COME OVER AND CLAIM HIS MONEY BECAUSE WE CANNOT RELEASE IT&lt;br /&gt;UNLESS HIS NEXT OF KIN OR RELATIVE APPLIES FOR IT AS NEXT OF KIN OR&lt;br /&gt;RELATION TO THE DECEASED AS INDICATED IN OUR BANKING GUIDELINES BUT&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY WE LEARNT THAT ALL HIS SUPPOSED NEXT OF KIN OR RELATION&lt;br /&gt;DIED ALONG SIDE WITH HIM AT THE PLANE CRASH LEAVING&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY BEHIND FOR THE CLAIM.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS THEREFORE UPON THIS DISCOVERY THAT I DECIDED TO EXCAPE WITH THE&lt;br /&gt;FUND,AND AS SUCH I VIAL TO MAKE THIS BUSINESS PROPOSAL TO YOU SO THAT MY&lt;br /&gt;BANK WILL RELEASE THE FUND INTO YOUR ACCOUNT AS THE NEXT OF KIN TO OUR&lt;br /&gt;BANK DECEASED CUSTOMER FOR SAFETY AND SUBSEQUENT DISBURSEMENT SINCE&lt;br /&gt;NOBODY IS COMING FOR CLAIMS AND I DON'T WANT THIS MONEY TO GO INTO THE&lt;br /&gt;BANK TREASURY.&lt;br /&gt;INFACT I KNOW THE FUND WILL NOT EVEN GO INTO THE BANK TREASURY,BUT OUR&lt;br /&gt;TOP BANK OFFICIALS(DIRECTORS)WILL ONLY SHARE IT AMONG THEMSELVES INTO&lt;br /&gt;THEIR ACCOUNTS.&lt;br /&gt;THE BANKING LAW AND GUIDELINE HERE IN BURKINA FASO STIPULATES THAT IF&lt;br /&gt;ANY CUSTOMER ACCOUNT OR PROPERTY REMAINS UNSERVICEABLE OR DORMANT,AND&lt;br /&gt;UNCLAIMED AFTER FIVE YEARS, THE ACCOUNT WILL BE CONFISCATED AND&lt;br /&gt;TRANSFERED INTO THE BANK TREASURY AS UNCLAIMED BILL.&lt;br /&gt;THE REQUEST OF FOREIGNER AS NEXT OF KIN IN THIS BUSINESS IS OCCASIONED&lt;br /&gt;BY THE FACT THAT THE CUSTOMER WAS A FOREIGNER AND A BURKINABE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANNOT STAND AS NEXT OF KIN TO A FOREIGNER.&lt;br /&gt;I AGREE THAT 30% OF THIS MONEY WILL BE FOR YOU AS FOREIGN&lt;br /&gt;PARTNER,INRESPECT TO THE PROVISION OF A FOREIGN ACCOUNT,AND YOUR IMENSE&lt;br /&gt;CONTRIBUTION TO CHAMPION THE COURSE OF TRANSFERING THE FUND TO YOUR&lt;br /&gt;ACCOUNT. 10 % WILL BE SET ASIDE FOREXPENSES INCURRED BY THE BOTH PARTY&lt;br /&gt;DURING THE BUSINESS AND 60 %&lt;br /&gt;WOULD BE FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;THERE AFTER I WILL VISIT YOUR COUNTRY FOR DISBURSEMENT ACCORDING TO THE&lt;br /&gt;PERCENTAGES INDICATED. THEREFORE TO ENABLE MY BANK TRANSFER THE FUND&lt;br /&gt;INTO YOUR ACCOUNT,I WILL SEND TO YOU THE TEXT OF APPLICATION WHICH YOU&lt;br /&gt;WILL SEND TO MY BANK AS NEXT OF KIN TO THE DECEASED CUSTOMER AND THAT&lt;br /&gt;WILL BE WHEN YOU INDICATE YOUR INTEREST IN THE BUSINESS, YOU MUST APPLY&lt;br /&gt;FIRST TO THE BANK AS RELATIONS OR NEXT OF KIN OF OUR BANK DECEASED&lt;br /&gt;INDICATING YOUR BANK NAME, YOUR &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1223949790_3"&gt;BANK ACCOUNT NUMBER&lt;/span&gt;, YOUR PRIVATE&lt;br /&gt;TELEPHONE AND FAX NUMBER FOR EASY AND EFFECTIVE COMMUNICATION AND&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION WHERE IN THE MONEY WILL BE REMITTED .&lt;br /&gt;UPON RECEIPT OF YOUR REPLY, I WILL SEND TO YOU BY FAX OR EMAIL THE TEXT&lt;br /&gt;OF THE APPLICATION. I WILL NOT FAIL TO BRING TO YOUR NOTICE THAT THIS&lt;br /&gt;TRANSACTION IS RISK-FREE AND THAT YOU SHOULD NOT ENTERTAIN ANY ATOM OF&lt;br /&gt;FEAR AS ALL REQUIRED INFORMATIONS WILL BE PERFECTLY MADE FOR YOU TO&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPION THE COURSE OF THE TRANSACTION WITH MY BANK WITHOUT ANY HITCH OR&lt;br /&gt;RISK .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD CONTACT ME IMMEDIATELY AS SOON AS YOU RECEIVE THIS LETTER.&lt;br /&gt;TRUSTING TO HEAR FROM YOU IMMEDIATELY.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR’S SINCERELY,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Omar aruna&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can you say? i don't know how am i going to react on this...i don't know if I'll laugh because the person who sent this is such an idiot or I'll get angry because he tried to fool me... hayzzz.... well, we are indeed poor but i cannot take to fool my own fellow for my own benefit. i don't know what hardship or poverty the sender of the mail is going through but is there NO other way for him to make money without fooling other people??? can't he do it in a legal way? gosh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5941253634939538642?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5941253634939538642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5941253634939538642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5941253634939538642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5941253634939538642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/10/e-mail.html' title='An e-mail'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2763024634217390456</id><published>2008-08-20T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:22:36.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentiment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BJE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOA'/><title type='text'>Anguish(BJE MOA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't explain what anguish I am feeling towards Malacañang right now! If it was not for that BJE(Bangsamoro Juridical Entity) MOA(Memorandum of Agreement) there would be no civil war going on in Mindanao right now!!! Yes, I am so DAMN blaming Malacañang(especially GMA) for this matter! They are just doing this to pursue their own personal interest! If BJE will be created automatic there will be a change in the charter because the ARMM has separate provision in the constitution! A change in the charter will, thus, lead to the extension of the term of the present administration! Their greediness already eaten them up that they'll do everything, even killing their own people just to stay in power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE?!? What thew hell! BJE will not resolve the issue in Mindanao!!! Why? First, not all the leaders of ARMM are approved in the said MOA because if the BJE is established they will be under the Federal System. Therefore, they cannot do what ever they want to do to their respective provinces of the Bangsa Moro place! Second and the worst, it's not really the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ARMM alone that the MILF are claiming their ancestral domain, it's the WHOLE Mindanao.&lt;/span&gt; If we will give them the ARMM they would think that we are afraid of them and soon they will conquer Mindanao as well...BJE is just the first step! Third, the MOA/BJE violates many provision in the constitution...thus, it's unconstitional. If the MILF cannot respect the constitution itself why give them the full right to ARMM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for us to attain&lt;strong&gt; PEACE&lt;/strong&gt; we should &lt;strong&gt;LEARN &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;RESPECT&lt;/strong&gt; one another regardless of culture, race and religion!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inisako, inis na inis talaga ako! basta basta nalang sila gumagawa ng hakbang &lt;/span&gt;without even consulting the people! They shoul'd have informed us...but they kept silent beacuse they have their own hidden agendas bihind this MOA. Without the Supreme Court's TRO, MOA wouldn't have been known to the people!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Buti naman sana kung sila angapektado sa gulo dito sa Mindanao, eh hindi naman eh...KAMI ang LABIS na APEKTADO!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We are afraid and panicking for the possible things to happen!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2402466417607406488-2763024634217390456?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2763024634217390456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2763024634217390456' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2763024634217390456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2763024634217390456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/08/anguish.html' title='Anguish(BJE MOA)'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4840533322114078875</id><published>2008-08-17T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T00:27:39.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nino Aquino Day'/><title type='text'>Moving a Holiday into another Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SKkYEklqXrI/AAAAAAAAALw/BcG6Sue_Zuw/s1600-h/Benigno_Aquino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SKkYEklqXrI/AAAAAAAAALw/BcG6Sue_Zuw/s400/Benigno_Aquino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235742508615098034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ninoy_Aquino_Day"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ninoy Aquino Day &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Rep. Act. 9256)is a public holiday in the Philippines observed annually on August 21. It marks the anniversary of assassination of former Senator &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ninoy_Aquino"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino, Jr&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/a&gt;Returning to the Philippines after three years of self-imposed exile, Aquino was shot in the head and killed on August 21, 1983 as he was escorted off an airplane by soldiers at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is August 19, and it's public holiday. Pres. Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo moved the holiday(The Ninoy Aquino Day) on Monday instead of Thursday.  Actually she(GMA) always moves the dates of holidays especially when the real date strikes in the middle of week. The reason for this according "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daw&lt;/span&gt;" to GMA  is for the family to spend longer time together. On my own opinion on the another hand, moving a public holiday into another day defeats the real purpose/essence of it. It's disrespecting the law and the the holiday itself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bakit pa ginawa ang&lt;/span&gt; holiday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yan kung imomove lang pala sa ibang araw&lt;/span&gt;!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4840533322114078875?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4840533322114078875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4840533322114078875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4840533322114078875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4840533322114078875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/08/moving-holiday-into-another-day.html' title='Moving a Holiday into another Day'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SKkYEklqXrI/AAAAAAAAALw/BcG6Sue_Zuw/s72-c/Benigno_Aquino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5739096850909777240</id><published>2008-08-13T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:27:54.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Student privilege'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='justice'/><title type='text'>SP for School Days only?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What I really don't like when riding a tricycle or jeepney is when the driver or conductor asks more than the fare mandated by the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupils and Students are given SP(student privilege) of about some(i don't know the exact percentage) percent off in any land travel fare(I don't know to water and air travel--haven't rode in an airplane or ship for a long long time-- if they offer SP's too) like down town. They(we) are given such privilege for the reasons that they(we) are not yet earning and still dependent to their(our ) parents or guardians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jeepney drivers and conductors in our terminal know me already for I always ride(for more than 4 years now) in their jeepneys everyday. Now the regular fare from the City to Tampakan is 18php and for students is 16php. There are times that I pay them more than the amount that I should be paying them and there are times that I pay what is just for me to give them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home one Saturday when I paid the conductor 16php. He insisted that I should give him 18php. I told him that I am a student and he argued that it was Saturday and '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;' during Saturdays. phew.. Got deafen by those words of him...and that was then that i started to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;taray. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also times when I ride down town that tricycle drivers ask how much you're going to pay them. Hello?! They know already how much the fare is, why ask?! When that happens to me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maghahanap na kaagad ako na iba pang masasakyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that how expensive the gasoline is and I know how small the profit of a driver. Actually, I often pay more than the amount &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na dapat kung babayaran pag sumasakay ako ng&lt;/span&gt; tricycle...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero yan eh kung 'yong&lt;/span&gt; driver &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh walang reklamo o hindi ako tinatanong kung magakano ang babayaran ko...at kung ang&lt;/span&gt; driver &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh nakiusap talaga na dagdagan ko ang pamasahe. Hindi naman 'yan problema eh. Pero pag abusado ang driver, naku...magkakasubukan talaga kami ng salita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked for the provision on that SP but, unfortunately, I didn't found it. I wanted to know if it is stated there that SP effects only during school days. But come to think of it noh, wether it's weekend/holiday or not a student is a student! They cannot deny the fact they(we) are still dependent to their (our) parents in terms of financial matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5739096850909777240?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5739096850909777240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5739096850909777240' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5739096850909777240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5739096850909777240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/08/sp-for-school-days-only.html' title='SP for School Days only?!?'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2691709364576646454</id><published>2008-08-06T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:41:35.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greeks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><title type='text'>Greek Religion and Philosophy</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite subjects during my High School days(until now actually) was History. I am really fond of discussing past events. In fact if I am not a PS major right now I would probably be a History major. And because of my love to history, I added a history subject---though I am not required to take the subject--...and I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite topics in history is the ancient Greeks...their way of life, politics, religion and philosophy...very interesting. Actually, through studying the Ancient Greeks I've come up with a short reflection and analysis with regards to their religion w/c you can read below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Billions of years ago man was in the middle of nowhere…bewildered and terrorized by the presence of the powers of nature. He was filled with commotions. He wondered why certain phenomena happens. “Is there something beyond all things…? Is there something that causes everything else…?” Those questions haunted his mind. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Finally when man discovered fire, he was enlightened. Man started to think and reflect…theorize and evaluate things. That was then when man realized that there is a supreme being. This Supreme Being controls all things—that was what man believed… and taught it to his children…and was taught by his children to their children until it became a tradition.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Speaking of tradition, traditionally Greek Religion was consisted of the worship of the main Olympian deities. It was polytheistic…it had many gods and goddesses. These gods and goddesses behaved in a manner not entirely different from the way in which human beings did.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Ancient Greeks were very much attached to their religion that it became source and part of their lives. They believed that everything, politically, socially and economically, were planned and in accordance to the will of their deities. In times of warfare, when Greeks won the battle, it was because they were blessed and guided by the god. On the other hand when they failed, it was because the god wished it and had other plans for them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Religion is always coupled with Philosophy. If you believe without reason then there is no reason for you to pursue that belief. There would be no caused without a cause that made the caused cause.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hence, Greeks came up with the idea of different deities for the reason that they realized that all things and phenomena should have causes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;Religion made man at home to the world. As what the founder of Gifford lectures said that&lt;i&gt; man cannot be at ease to the world unless he has faith to sustain him&lt;/i&gt;. For the Ancient Greeks no matter how cruel life might be, they stayed calm and at eased for they believed that Zeus or Athena were there to protect them...and that's also true in the present generation. Faith in God is the source of life most(if not all) people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 200%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/2402466417607406488-2691709364576646454?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2691709364576646454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2691709364576646454' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2691709364576646454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2691709364576646454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/08/greek-religion-and-philosophy.html' title='Greek Religion and Philosophy'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2371536348291224351</id><published>2008-08-02T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:42:39.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging is a Fulfillment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just received my personal google adsense personal identification pin last Saturday---too bad I can’t use it anymore… *sigh* Anyways, ok lang, I made another account naman. But I wont close this account though. This is where I started as a social blogger, why close it? Still gonna post my opinions and ideas here. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;About my google adsense disability, wasn’t really that sad though. First and foremost, I love blogging, wether I gain or not it’s okay with me…because I’m happy sharing my thoughts and opinions about things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The fulfillment in blogging is not how you make money but on how you express yourself and touch the lives of other people through your writing. Thus, blogging in the sense is already a fulfillment! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-2371536348291224351?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2371536348291224351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2371536348291224351' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2371536348291224351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2371536348291224351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging-is-fulfillment.html' title='Blogging is a Fulfillment!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6426299013575019363</id><published>2008-07-17T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:03:34.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>From Thailand with Love Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SIA0TMYZOCI/AAAAAAAAALM/WKbq1n70fU0/s1600-h/100_7039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224233072095475746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 303px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SIA0TMYZOCI/AAAAAAAAALM/WKbq1n70fU0/s400/100_7039.JPG" width="291" border="0" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best places to visit in Asia(East) is The Kingdom of Thailand. It is reach in natural resources and the people are very good and hospitable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, if you don't have enough money yet(like me) to go into the place, join us in the contest called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"From Thailand with Love Giveaway"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and win a beautiful &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thai Decorative Letter Holder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fresh from &lt;em&gt;The Land of the Thais&lt;/em&gt;. It's like you've been into the place if you'll be the lucky 2 persons to win the prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This contest is hosted by Ate Lalaine in the celebration of the "birth" of her new domain the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jesulalaine.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day to Day Miracles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are the mechanics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just write write your name/ URL and post a comment &lt;a href="http://www.jesulalaine.com/2008/07/from-thailand-with-love-give-away.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post or write an article about the contest and link back into this &lt;a href="http://www.jesulalaine.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Easy isn't it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what are you waiting for?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Join now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The deadline of the contest will be on the 30th of July. The entries will be drawn and winners(2) will be announced on the 31st at 8:00 pm Thailand time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6426299013575019363?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6426299013575019363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6426299013575019363' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6426299013575019363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6426299013575019363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-thailand-with-love-giveaway.html' title='From Thailand with Love Giveaway'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SIA0TMYZOCI/AAAAAAAAALM/WKbq1n70fU0/s72-c/100_7039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6163525522582688475</id><published>2008-07-10T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:40:51.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sad news</title><content type='html'>It's been a week that i was not able to update my account...*sigh* to my surprise pagbalik ko pala disabled na and adsense account ko.. :( huhuhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6163525522582688475?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6163525522582688475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6163525522582688475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6163525522582688475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6163525522582688475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/07/sad-news.html' title='A Sad news'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6257806758356707006</id><published>2008-06-22T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:46:03.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human'/><title type='text'>The Man as a Being</title><content type='html'>Philiosophy of Man is one of my favorite(next to logic) minor subjects these college days. It's a very interesting subject. And maybe one of the reason why i really liked and enjoyed the Philo. of Man was Father Nonoy(he's a priest). It's just that he thought very well --though his approach was philosophical and hard to understand sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philiosophy of Man obviously talks about man perse, the human being who seeks to find meaning in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article aims to share with you some of the most important things I've learned in my Philosophy of Man subject. Things that inspired me and gave me strength to face the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SF8pQ2djiQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9MT_0w0okLg/s1600-h/i-baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214932262992447746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SF8pQ2djiQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9MT_0w0okLg/s320/i-baby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man is the summit of God’s creation, the most special being in the world. He is the only rational being who exists, has intellect or the capacity to understand things. Being a rational being man has his own free will to do what he wants to do…and this free will is in accordance with his capacity of being a human. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man is the only kind of being that exists and he is conscious of his existence. He is finite, not perfect and has limitations. Man is existing into the world with a sense of purpose and direction. He is the initiator of all actions and the center of feelings and emotions, capable to love and get hurt. The perfection or completion of man’s existence is death.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Man’s life is a journey. He makes history into the world for he is the only being who can define what history is. His life is full of experiences such as pains, struggles and happiness. All those things are necessary in order for him to understand and appreciate the meaning of life…and suffering makes man improve and find betterment in his life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being a man in this world is not easy (fyi) because you have to comply with all the gifts you have as being a human.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you fail to, you defeat the purpose of being a human. Thus, to be called a man is to act like a human being should be acting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6257806758356707006?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6257806758356707006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6257806758356707006' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6257806758356707006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6257806758356707006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-as-being.html' title='The Man as a Being'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SF8pQ2djiQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9MT_0w0okLg/s72-c/i-baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-7733386835980699456</id><published>2008-06-16T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T01:48:04.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipinos'/><title type='text'>Tatsulok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SFdf5XLDDeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HiPMZvL3KdY/s1600-h/xszcCV.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212740532782173666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SFdf5XLDDeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HiPMZvL3KdY/s320/xszcCV.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="180" width="300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget.lyricsmode.com/i/scroll2.swf?lid=382012&amp;amp;speed=4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="181" width="318"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/bamboo/tatsulok.html" target="_blank"&gt;Tatsulok lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam n'yo, sa tuwing naririnig ko ang kantang yan, parang naiiyak ako na ewan. Sa totoo lang, lahat ng kantang makabayan hindi ko maiwasan na hindi damdamin ang liriko. Ewan, ganito talaga ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong linggo lang, nanood ako ng ASAP, my isang pursyon don kung saan nag-alay ang lahat ng mga sikat na mang-aawit para sa BAYANi JUAN Fandation ng ABS-CBN na naglalayong pagkaisahin ang lahat ng mga sector ng pamahalaan(pribado man o publiko) at mga NGOs sa ngalan ng bayanihan at para sa isang mas progresibong Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nakikinig ako sa kanta, damang-dama ko na ako ay pilipino. Nang kinanta ang "&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Tatsulok&lt;/span&gt;" ramdam na ramdam ko ang bawat letra, bawat salita ng kanta ay tumatagos sa buo kong pagkatao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hindi pula’t dilaw tunay na magkalaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ang kulay at tatak ay di syang dahilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hangga’t marami ang lugmok sa kahirapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;At ang hustisya ay para lang sa mayaman &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Marahil ay natatawa kayo, o di kaya'y sasabihin n'yong &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"OA" &lt;/span&gt;ako. Ngunit subukan n'yong pakinggan at damhin ang nilalaman nang kanta nang sa gayo'y magkaunawaan tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Habang may tatsulok at sila ang nasa tuktok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Di matatapos itong gulo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-7733386835980699456?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/7733386835980699456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=7733386835980699456' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7733386835980699456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7733386835980699456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/06/tatsulok.html' title='Tatsulok'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SFdf5XLDDeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/HiPMZvL3KdY/s72-c/xszcCV.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6114581345070985217</id><published>2008-06-09T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:09:17.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Men to Women today</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;"psssssssssssssstt.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whetwhew!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentyou.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/compliments/images/comp00020.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyMjA5MTI5MzcmcHQ9MTIxMzIyMDkxNzA3OCZwPTE3NjAzMSZkPXd3dyUyRUNvbW1lbnRZb3UlMkVjb2*mbj*mZz*x.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentyou.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/compliments/images/comp00006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyMjA5NjU5MzcmcHQ9MTIxMzIyMDk3MjI2NSZwPTE3NjAzMSZkPXd3dyUyRUNvbW1lbnRZb3UlMkVjb2*mbj*mZz*x.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried being greeted in that kind of manner? How's the feeling? If not, what if you have been greeted that way? How would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... honestly, I tried being called in a "pssstt" kind of manner by a guy whom i donnot know and phew! ..it feels like your some kind of a cheap girl--hey i am not a dog! But nowadays, seldom you can see a guy who is gentleman enough to respect a girl as she is. That's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we can't blame those guys doing those things coz it's like the society is teaching them to do so. Look at what's inside the the Billboards, TV ads, etc, most of them are portray /photos of girls who are almost naked. It's like inviting someone to a sexual activity(well, that's how I see things there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentyou.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/guys_stuff/images/guy00037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyMTk2NDMzMTImcHQ9MTIxMzIxOTY1NjQwNiZwPTE3NjAzMSZkPXd3dyUyRUNvbW1lbnRZb3UlMkVjb2*mbj*mZz*x.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is you &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;respect yourself to gain respect in&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eturn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But do not generalize things so you cannot hurt anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6114581345070985217?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6114581345070985217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6114581345070985217' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6114581345070985217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6114581345070985217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-to-women.html' title='Men to Women today'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4377258301026002155</id><published>2008-05-29T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:12:09.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shortage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crises'/><title type='text'>Unstoppable Reality!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SD95dHXeQsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GDRb5vwJzYs/s1600-h/rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206013235364250306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SD95dHXeQsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GDRb5vwJzYs/s200/rice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Be practical!&lt;br /&gt;kaya...&lt;br /&gt;when your suitor ask&lt;br /&gt;what you want...&lt;br /&gt;chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;flowers?&lt;br /&gt;stuff toy?&lt;br /&gt;c'mmon!&lt;br /&gt;be practical!&lt;br /&gt;"BIGAS" gurl!&lt;br /&gt;"BIGAS"!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The message was sent to me by a friend. It's just some kind of a joke when you just read it but pay attention to it, it speaks the reality here in the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gradparents and I usually go to the market every week to buy things(groceries, ketchen products, etc.) we need at home and my Lola's medicine. Now we do it twice a month. And if my aunt goes out to the market he(my lolo) would just send her money and she'll do the groceries for him so he could not waste money for the gasoline. And these past weeks I would often hear him saying: "&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mahal na ang bigas, mahal na gasolina, mahal na lahat! haaayyzz... wala na talaga!" &lt;/span&gt;My mother and aunties(guess the whole citizen of the Philippines) are also complaining with the prices of products in the market, specially the price of RICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kilo of rice today's worth PHP 42.00. Would you believe that?!...well, you need to, it's the fact!&lt;br /&gt;When I was in high school, 1kilo of it just worth PHP20 something. I'm in my 4th year college now, and in just 4years, its price was doubled! phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe Philippines has hope..but at this point of time, with these crises(political, economic, agricultural, societal) we're having right now...I don't know! I'll just wait for miracle I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not rich and we are not that poor neither...and the over pricing in the market is really a BURDEN for us...how much more to those poor people, the poorest of the poor?! Do you think they will survive in a JUST way? I don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the author of that texts just wants us to open our senses to the reality. We have to be concious on what is happening around us..and be ready to the unstoppable reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;See:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="hhttp://www.irinnews.org/Report.aspx?ReportId=77478"&gt;PHILIPPINES: Rice shortage hits poor as government grapples for solution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asianjournal.com/?c=193&amp;amp;a=27118"&gt;Rice-land shortage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4377258301026002155?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4377258301026002155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4377258301026002155' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4377258301026002155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4377258301026002155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/unstoppable-reality.html' title='Unstoppable Reality!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SD95dHXeQsI/AAAAAAAAAJU/GDRb5vwJzYs/s72-c/rice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2119188409826535651</id><published>2008-05-27T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:45:46.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>Life is really unpredictable...T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; just read &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://angelblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s latest post...and i was really shocked sa nabasa ko. Parang nanindig lahat ng balahibo ko. I can't believe it! I'd never met ate emel personally(pati c tina)--just met her at the mIRC, a chat server-- but they became part of my life kahit papaano. Nakakalungkot talaga...and sa totoo lang, para na akong maiiyak(how much more sila tina and her other friends). i've seen their friendship and how much they value one another.. pero talaga ngang ganito ang buhay.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish you peace Ate emel! i'll cherish the moments na nag-uusap tayo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-2119188409826535651?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2119188409826535651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2119188409826535651' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2119188409826535651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2119188409826535651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-8866740435531701141</id><published>2008-05-20T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T05:22:04.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you watched the Pinoy Big Brother nomination night last night? honestly, i don't like the other housemates' idea for nominating Robi. It's not because your rich you are not worthy to win right? The game is not about who needs the money and who's NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-8866740435531701141?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/8866740435531701141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=8866740435531701141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8866740435531701141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8866740435531701141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/have-you-watched-pinoy-big-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-3105958352434407392</id><published>2008-05-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:39:19.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unexpected'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad thing'/><title type='text'>The Unexpected!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"there are things we don't expect to happen that really happen. am so sorry na sa hubby mo pa nangyari ang ganun..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;…those were the words I’ve said to &lt;a href="http://kaidensgorgeousmum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mummy Sheng&lt;/a&gt; last Saturday to make her feel better when I read in her space the incident that happened to her hubby. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Few hours after sending the message to &lt;a href="http://kaidensgorgeousmum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mummy Sheng&lt;/a&gt;, I decided to log-out. When I opened my pouch to get some money, my nerves trembled when I found out that my wallet was missing. I was so sure I put it inside my bag before I left home. I started panicking. Got no money to pay the café for my internet rent. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One hour before I decided to log-out, I went to the comfort room. Having thought that no one would touch my pouch, I left it on my station.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked the counterman if he has seen anyone or someone went on my station but said he hasn’t. I asked the other customers—with suspicion that one of them was the thief—but said they haven’t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If one of them stole my wallet, he/she is crazy to tell me and admit that he did it of course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was so embarrassed and really disappointed with myself for being so idiot and careless!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So stupid for leaving my things without any hesitation that someone may steal them. Thank God I brought my cp inside my pocket.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Because I got no choice, I asked the counterman if I would permit me to go out to find a solution to pay them. I left my other things to assure them I’ll be back. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I went to school to find some friends and asked help(to lend me some money).&lt;i style=""&gt;Kinapalan ko na ang mukha ko.&lt;/i&gt; After an hour, I saw Sheena and Rachel(my best friends). &lt;i style=""&gt;Wala na silang pera&lt;/i&gt; that time so they were not able to lend me. But they helped me find someone who could help me with my problem. In the end, the person I never thought I would be asking for help saved me. Thanks to Geraldine, the 2005 Mutya ng &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;South  Cotabato&lt;/st1:place&gt;, who happened to be my best friend way back in grade school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Inside my wallet were 700+PhP(&lt;i style=""&gt;pamasahe ko &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;sana&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; papuntang Gen.San&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;i style=""&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and some of my brother’s receipts for his required payments for enrollment. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was really a sad incident. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There are things we don't expect to happen that really happen&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't get my wallet back anymore. I just wish the school didn’t lose their copies for the list of payers, else will pay again. *sigh* I just have to be more careful next time. I wont trust any person I don’t know from now on so the incident wont happen again!&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-3105958352434407392?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/3105958352434407392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=3105958352434407392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3105958352434407392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3105958352434407392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/unexpected.html' title='The Unexpected!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-1021804976982795310</id><published>2008-05-09T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T02:16:06.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>The Ant and the Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Have you ever heard the story of “The Ant and the Grasshopper”? Well, I remember it was my favorite story when I was in grade school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;The story is all about an ant who works all day and night looking for food and then store it in his little house(a tiny hole). And a grasshopper who spends his whole day playing. He had no care of the things around him as long as he is happy and enjoying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;One day, an unexpected circumstance happened. There came a heavy rain that washed the land and destroyed plants that serve as food for insects. Now the poor grasshopper has no place to go and nothing to eat. Meanwhile, in his house ant was busy eating. Ant had plenty food to eat because he stored many of it when the weather was fine. No problem to tend to…just ‘&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);" &gt;when will the rain stop&lt;/span&gt;’ for him to work again. Hoping the rain already stopped, ant went out to his hole to see the sun but he saw his wet friend grasshopper chilling in cold instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;Ant welcomed his friend inside his house and gave him food to eat. Ant let grasshopper stay with him until the rain stoped. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;Grasshopper’ heart was full gratitude for ant. He could not explain how sorry and regretful he was for being so lazy. The ant he thought silly before for working day and night saved his life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;Grasshopper learned his lesson and promised to be industrious from then on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;That’s where the story ends. Really like it because it’s so inspiring. It gives us lesson to work hard in preparation for the future. It also tells us that if we are doing NOTHING to make our lives better, we will end up with NOTHING!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;“Pag may tiyaga, may nilaga!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0in"&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/2402466417607406488-1021804976982795310?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/1021804976982795310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=1021804976982795310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1021804976982795310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1021804976982795310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/ant-and-grasshopper.html' title='The Ant and the Grasshopper'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-8930230501398525761</id><published>2008-05-07T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:17:42.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>The Culprits: The Story</title><content type='html'>Geee.. i like my new template! :) it's neater than the previous one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s1600-h/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192369641301546930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 48px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s400/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this article is related to mylatest post, "the culprits"...it's the story behind actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last january(forgot the exact date) my cousin Twinkle told me about a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tsismis na pnag-uusapan nang mga&lt;/span&gt; friends&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; nya&lt;/span&gt;. It's all about a boy and a girl &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;na nawala daw sa kalagitnaan nan&lt;/span&gt;g party, held &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sa isang&lt;/span&gt; swimming resort and the gossip was &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;kaya daw sila nawala &lt;/span&gt;because they did something. When i asked her who that persons were, i was shocked with her answer! It was me &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;daw &lt;/span&gt;and my boy friend. The &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tsismosa&lt;/span&gt; is a girl in our neighborhood that's known for being such. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hindi ko alam kung matatawa ako o magagalit sa sinabi ng pinsan ko.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Natatawa ak&lt;/span&gt;o in the sense &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;, it's NOT true... and mad kasi how dare that girl &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;na siraan ako sa ibang tao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I've heard the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;tsismis&lt;/span&gt; i immediately ran to my friend Abner, who was also there in the party and knew everything because we were together &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;nang sinabi nilang gumawa kami ng milagro&lt;/span&gt;, and told him everything I've heard. and you know what happened? S&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'ya pa 'yong masgalit at gigil na gigil na sugurin 'yong tsimosa.&lt;/span&gt; I was glad to have him as my friend &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened really was that my friend Abner saw some classmates way back in his college and asked us to join them in their cottage. So we joined them. A&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ng hindi namin alam eh meron palang isang taong madumi ang utak na naiwan doon sa &lt;/span&gt;cottage &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;namin&lt;/span&gt; at kung &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;anu2 nang pinag-iisip na masama&lt;/span&gt;. haaayyzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lingboutique.com/catalog/images/107001-GuiltyLuggageLock_600x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.lingboutique.com/catalog/images/107001-GuiltyLuggageLock_600x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what guys? Karma ran after her. She's 3 months pregnant now and the father of the baby &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;eh ayaw siyang panagutan kasi &lt;/span&gt;he's not sure if the baby inside her womb is really his. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kawawa nga siya eh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Masamang magJudge nang tao pero iniisip ko na kaya siguro siya nakakapag-isip nang ganun kasama kasi gawain niya 'yon eh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;hmmm..&lt;/span&gt; make sense, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s1600-h/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-8930230501398525761?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/8930230501398525761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=8930230501398525761' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8930230501398525761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8930230501398525761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/05/culprits-story.html' title='The Culprits: The Story'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s72-c/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-1301542360138127691</id><published>2008-04-23T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:45:27.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><title type='text'>The Culrpits</title><content type='html'>hi guys! :) how are you?  miss yah!!! am just checkin you.*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s1600-h/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 48px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s400/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192369641301546930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who make gossips and always talk about other people's lives have big dark secret that's why they want to shift the attention of other people from them.( do you agree with that?) these people are pitiful, yah know... and really irritating! whew...! they make stories and tell bad things about you and embarrass you in front of other people... only to find out in the end that those stories they made are their own. i tell you guys, these people are just full of envy and jealousy. they are culprits of those doings and the best way to hide is to throw those things to others.. haaayyzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-1301542360138127691?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/1301542360138127691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=1301542360138127691' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1301542360138127691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1301542360138127691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/04/culrpits.html' title='The Culrpits'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SA8AraxNF7I/AAAAAAAAAII/w7ananQwjAI/s72-c/wwwwwwr.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-509961470593820937</id><published>2008-03-28T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:46:33.822-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer time'/><title type='text'>On Vacation!</title><content type='html'>mmm.. singit lang..on a hurry!&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...will not be around for a while... going to have some vacation guys...&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, be back soon! :) be missing you all! mwaaaaaaaahhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-509961470593820937?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/509961470593820937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=509961470593820937' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/509961470593820937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/509961470593820937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-vacation.html' title='On Vacation!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-3258561115880645785</id><published>2008-03-22T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T03:56:38.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holy week'/><title type='text'>Happy Holy Week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentyou.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s7.photobucket.com/albums/y297/PGZ/commentu/Thanksgiving-comments/images/thanksgiving23.gif" alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 3px double rgb(0, 173, 239); padding: 3px; background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 8px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDYxODI3ODU5NjUmcHQ9MTIwNjE4Mjc5MjQ2NSZwPTE3NjAzMSZkPXd3dyUyRUNvbW1lbnRZb3UlMkVjb2*mbj*=.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are celebrating Holy week this time guys and i want to extend my greetings to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the significance of the holy week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, holy week is the time to remind us how great is God and Jesus Christ is. Time to think and ponder and to evaluate ourselves. The time to give thanks for the glory and for the gift that God had given us, the gift of Jesus Christ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happy holy week guys! May God always bless us. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-3258561115880645785?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/3258561115880645785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=3258561115880645785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3258561115880645785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/3258561115880645785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-holy-week.html' title='Happy Holy Week!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4636165996914289866</id><published>2008-03-13T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:15:39.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making a difference'/><title type='text'>I can make a difference</title><content type='html'>We(they) have just elected the new set of officers for the next school year in our club. Well, didn’t(intentionally) attend on the said election. It’s not that I don’t care about the club nor I am passive or what. I just don’t want to be in the position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the day of the election, Thaiza(the newly elected treasurer, a &lt;i&gt;tagalong &lt;/i&gt;speaking girl) asked me &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;“Ate weng, bakit hindi ka umattend sa election natin sa club?”&lt;/span&gt; I just smile at her and said &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,0)"&gt;“Wala lang… di ko lang feel… basta!”&lt;/span&gt; then she told me that they will supposedly nominate me as the VP of the club since it is said in our(club) existing constitution and by laws that the 3 major officers should come from the incoming 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; years. Now, what happened was that the newly elected VP was an incoming third year student so the election of VP was a null and void. But the 2006-2007 officers drafted a new provision which stated that lower years can hold a major position in the club provided that he/she is qualified in the said position. Now the issue(haha..have learned my cases na!) is whether the club will ratify the draft for Jomarie(the elected VP) to claim the position legall . I was shocked &lt;i&gt;na may ganoon palang problema.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now on my own opinion, there is no way for us not to ratify the said provision(talagang ayaw maging officer noh?). It is not a problem whether the person or student comes from a lower year as long as he/she is qualified in the said position. So, a big YES for the provision!!! &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the conversation with Thaiza I posed and thought for a while. If I was there(in the election) and nominated as the VP, would I accept the position? Would I take the responsibility if I win? Uhmmm… I guess, NO. It’s not that am afraid with the responsibilities or what…have my OWN REASONs for it. I have thought for it before and decided not to attend on the club election. So what if I’m not an officer? Can I not be a good member? Can I not help my club? A good public service does not matter on the position you have but the HEART you have for it.&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If you’re just an ordinary citizen it doesn’t mean that you have nothing to offer to help the state. By being a good follower of the law, faithful and loyal to the government(NOT to the officials), by being a good citizen, you are surely helping your state!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R9jdgB-nLMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xkP3CATh5mQ/s1600-h/i+can+make+a+difference.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177131314018987202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R9jdgB-nLMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xkP3CATh5mQ/s400/i+can+make+a+difference.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;What are those reasons why I don’t want to be an officer? &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are people(not all of course) kasi that are obvious of having their own personal interest in the club…people you can’t get along with…and attitudes you can’t take. I don’t want to pretend. I am just a human being, finite. No matter how open or broad minded I am, I still have my limitations, I am not perfect. So for me not to go beyond the limitations, I have to do something. I want to show to them that you are there in the club not for the reason that your “title” as an officer will be written on your affiliation(admit it’s needed you haunt for a job but it’s not what I mean though) or you will be SOMEBODY in the school etc. You are there in the position to perform PUBLIC SERVICE and NOT for anything else!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I also want to focus more on my community. I just don’t know why I am like this, all I know is that this is where I belonged. Most of the people there(in my community) are poor(not that &lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;poor &lt;i&gt;talaga&lt;/i&gt;…parents can. somehow, send their children to college though—hindi nga lang sa mga private universities kasi nga kulang sa financial) and the youth are going on the wrong path. I want to share to them my learnings at school because nowadays,because of modernization, instead being the HOPE of the society, youths are becoming BURDENS. They are lack of self-awareness and I want it to be installed in their minds. Actually, my friend Abner(also a youth advocate and a leader) and I came up with an idea to facilitate activities intended for the youth of our puroks and for others who want to join us, that will make the youth unconsciously learn and be aware with what is happening around them. The proposed activities were &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;quiz bowl&lt;/span&gt;(questions are related to issues in the society), &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;parlor games&lt;/span&gt; where they can develop leadership skills, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;sharing of knowledge&lt;/span&gt; where in everyone of us will share the realities we have seen in the &lt;i&gt;society at gawan ng&lt;/i&gt; analysis or reflection. We are also planning to cooperate with the SK officials, headed by my brother, for the activities to be more formal. Tentative &lt;i&gt;pa siya kung matutuloy o hindi&lt;/i&gt; but I am really looking forward to it.&lt;i&gt; &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Sana&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; matuloy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-INDENT: 0.5in; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;WHO you are and WHAT your are in the society doesn’t matter, it is on what you HAVE DONE to make a difference for the betterment of the society. &lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4636165996914289866?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4636165996914289866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4636165996914289866' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4636165996914289866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4636165996914289866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-can-make-difference.html' title='I can make a difference'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R9jdgB-nLMI/AAAAAAAAAG8/xkP3CATh5mQ/s72-c/i+can+make+a+difference.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-8861287237056206704</id><published>2008-03-06T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:07:40.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='governent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='child'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggar'/><title type='text'>HEAR ME!</title><content type='html'>This was sent to me on my friendster by a friend of a couple of months ago. It's a letter of parents to their child &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written by Rev. Fr. Ariel F. Robles,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CWL Spiritual Director,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;St. Augustine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Parish, Baliuag, Bulacan". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was really touched by this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sulat ni Tatay at Nanay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa aking pagtanda, unawain mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; ako at pagpasensiyahan. Kapag dala ng kalabuan ng mata ay nakabasag ako ng pinggan o nakatapon ng sabaw sa hapag-kainan, huwag mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; akong kagagalitan. Maramdamin ang isang matanda. Nagse-self-pity ako tuwing sisigawan mo ako.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko at hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo, huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan ng bingi, pakiulit na lang ang sinabi mo o pakisulat na lang. Pasensya ka na, anak. Matanda na talaga ako. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapag mahina na ang tuhod ko, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong tulungang tumayo, katulad ng pag-aalalay ko sa iyo noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pagpasensyahan mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; ako kung ako man ay nagiging makulit at paulit-ulit na parang sirang-plaka. Basta pakinggan mo na lang ako. Huwag mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; akong pagtatawanan o pagsasawaang pakinggan. Natatandaan mo anak noong bata ka pa? Kapag gusto mo ng lobo, paulit-ulit mo 'yung sasabihin, maghapon kang mangungulit hanggang hindi mo nakukuha ang gusto mo. Pinagtiyagaan ko ang kakulitan mo.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pagpasensiyahan mo na rin &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; ang aking amoy. Amoy-matanda, amoy-lupa. Huwag mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; akong piliting maligo. Mahina na ang katawan ko. Madaling magkasakit kapag nalamigan, huwag mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; akong pandirihan. Natatandaan mo noong bata ka pa? Pinagtiyagaan kitang habulin sa ilalim ng &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;kama&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt; kapag ayaw mong maligo. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pagpasensiyahan mo sana kung madalas, ako'y masungit, dala na marahil ito ng katandaan. Pagtanda mo, maiintindihan mo rin ako. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapag may konti kang panahon, magkuwentuhan naman tayo, kahit sandali lang, inip na ako sa bahay, maghapong nag-iisa. Walang kausap. Alam kong busy ka sa trabaho,&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Subalit nais kong malaman mo na sabik na sabik na akong makakuwentuhan ka, kahit alam kong hindi ka interesado sa mga kuwento ko. Natatandaan mo anak, noong bata ka pa? Pinagtiyagaan kong pakinggan at intindihin ang pautal-utal mong kuwento tungkol sa iyong teddy bear. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At kapag dumating ang sandali na ako'y magkasakit at maratay sa banig ng karamdaman, huwag mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; akong pagsawaang alagaan. Pagpasensiyahan mo na sana kung ako man ay maihi o madumi sa higaan, pagtiyagaan mo sana akong alagaan sa mga huling sandali ng aking buhay. Tutal hindi na naman ako magtatagal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking pagpanaw, hawakan mo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;em&gt; ang aking kamay at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob na harapin ang kamatayan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;At huwag kang mag-alala, kapag kaharap ko na ang Diyos na lumikha, ibubulong ko sa kanya na pagpalain ka &lt;/em&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; . .. dahil naging mapagmahal ka sa iyong ama't ina. .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while walking on the side walk I saw an old man sitting in front of the gate of the cathedral. He has no slippers with dirty clothes...and he could not see anything. He's blind! He has disposable glass beside him where people who are passing by can put coins or anything they have to offer for the poor old man. When I passed by, I gave him a five peso coin(the only thing I can give him that time). I couldn't take to look at him in that kind of situation so after giving him the coin I walked fast away from him. Then I remember the letter above sent to me by a friend. I wonder where could be his family or  children or relatives...or meron ba siya kahit isa? cguro naman meron noh. How can they do that to their own parent? whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I(also) really am disappointed with the kind of government we have here in the Philippines. They are supposed to make moves to solve this issues. The problem is they just only make action only if the media exposed it on TV or radio or when someone who has this so called "say" in the society would come to them and told them to do so...but of course i don't say that the government is really that bad.. NO! I still believe that there are still pure-hearted public servants--however, there are only few of them.Just telling that there are people in the government who will just do their duties and functions if they are told to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man i saw yesterday was not the only old man who suffers from that kind of situation. They are so many of them---if you are just aware bout things around you. I had this thought, actually, that maybe their children chose to abandon them because they had done something in the past-- we just don't know...but can't we forgive and just forget everything that had happened and live the present with no heavy hearts to carry..?? Yah, it's hard to do but can't we try? They are old now and I know they regret what they had done and NOT in the past... If you are the child and your parents give you everything, value and treasure it. It's true that it is their responsibility and your right to have a good life but i guess it is your responsibility too to pay them back the things they have done for you(&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; talkin material things in here).. &lt;/span&gt;Take care of your parents and show them the love that they had given your when you are still little. Because that's the only THING a parent could ask for his/her child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;The Correspondents&lt;/span&gt; or any documentary shows to widen your knowledge and awareness with what is happening around you.]&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-8861287237056206704?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/8861287237056206704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=8861287237056206704' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8861287237056206704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8861287237056206704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/03/makinig-sulat-ni-tatay-at-nanay.html' title='HEAR ME!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4715473024264610262</id><published>2008-03-03T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:17.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Singit lang po ito.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWARD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPIchgMKf90/R8Q0obrfZHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Y6raB1laiMA/s320/perfect%2Bblend+award.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPIchgMKf90/R8Q0obrfZHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Y6raB1laiMA/s320/perfect%2Bblend+award.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the second award given to me since I became part of the Blogword. It came from  &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://lalainejesu.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Lalaine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;Thank you so much poh! Actually, she had given this award last week pa but i was not able to post it because i was so busy doing some requirements at school. This award is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Perfect Blend of Friendship Award&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Now i would like to give this award to &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);" href="http://ilovephilippinestoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;ILovePhilippines&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://angelblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;for the friendship they had  given me. I appreciate you guys! I would like to give this award also to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://honeylabscotty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Ho&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://carlsonclanadventure.blogspot.com/"&gt; Angel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://circleofsucess29.blogspot.com/"&gt; WildCatLady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://kaidensgorgeousmum.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sheng&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;and to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://savetheearth-now.blogspot.com/"&gt; Ginabeloved&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;for being my new friends! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8vK097T-yI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DJBKMNCArmk/s1600-h/wwwwwwr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 580px; height: 48px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8vK097T-yI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DJBKMNCArmk/s400/wwwwwwr.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173451608290491170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;QUIZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt; passed this quiz called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rate my Life&lt;/span&gt;. I just took the quiz and here's the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(51, 51, 51); margin: 10px;" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: medium none ; margin: 0px; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 221, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 16px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(51, 51, 51) rgb(51, 51, 51) rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: solid none; border-color: rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px medium; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="160" /&gt; 8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="144" /&gt; 7.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blupurbar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="176" /&gt; 8.8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="158" /&gt; 7.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/blubar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="148" /&gt; 7.4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/greblubar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="138" /&gt; 6.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 255, 204) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 85px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background: rgb(255, 255, 255) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; width: 240px; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; text-align: left; vertical-align: middle; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: middle;" height="12" width="104" /&gt; 5.2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border-style: solid none none; border-color: rgb(51, 51, 51) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px medium medium; margin: 0px; padding: 5px; background: rgb(255, 238, 221) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Your Life Analysis:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/advice-life.html"&gt;Life&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt; Your life rating is a score of the sum total of your life, and accounts for how satisfied, successful, balanced, capable, valuable, and happy you are. The quiz attempts to put a number on the summation of all of these things, based on your answers. Your life score is reasonably high. This means that you are on a good path. Continue doing what is working and set about to improve in areas which continue to lag. Do this starting today and you will begin to reap the benefits immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Mind:&lt;/span&gt; Your mind rating is a score of your mind's clarity, ability, and health. Higher scores indicate an advancement in knowledge, clear and capable thinking, high mental health, and pure thought free of interference. Your mind score is within a healthy zone. This means you have achieved a level of mental balance and harmony consistent with living a healthy, happy life. Continue doing what works, and keep your focus. In our fast-paced world, mental clutter is all too common. Be vigilant in maintaining healthy mental function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Body:&lt;/b&gt; Your body rating measures your body's health, fitness, and general wellness. A healthy body contributes to a happy life, however many of us are lacking in this area. You have an excellent body score, which means you are incredibly focused on maintaining a healthy lifestyle. Continue in that focus, and your body will remain healthy and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Spirit:&lt;/b&gt; Your spirit rating seeks to capture in a number that elusive quality which is found in your faith, your attitude, and your philosophy on life. A higher score indicates a greater sense of inner peace and balance. Your spirit score is relatively high, which means you are rewarded by your beliefs. Spirituality is clearly important to do. Never let it slip, and continue to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;/b&gt; Your friends and family rating measures your relationships with those around you, and is based on how large, healthy, and dependable your social network is. Your friends and family score is quite healthy. You have a social network you can depend upon. Count your blessings, but never forget that these bonds need to be maintained. Keep your friends and family close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Love:&lt;/b&gt; Your love rating is a measure of your current romantic situation. Sharing your heart with another person is one of life's most glorious, terrifying, rewarding experiences. Your love score is in good shape, meaning that things are going well. Do all you can to maintain it, and continue to grow and move ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Finance:&lt;/b&gt; Your finance rating is a score that rates your current financial health and stability. Your finances are somewhat in the middle, neither bad or exceptional. Keep doing what works for you, and improve what doesn't. Focus on long-term financial stability as your goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm passing this to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://wellapot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wella&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bisayako07.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" href="http://graciedeguzman.com/"&gt;Gracie&lt;/a&gt;, and to&lt;a href="http://www.lovellegen.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Ricka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'll be posting the tags i received maybe on Wednesday or Thursday.  I can't do it right  now, I'm filled with so much work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanna thank those people who gave their concerns for my studies. Maraming-maraming salama po! :) Two weeks to go and classes will be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8vK097T-yI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DJBKMNCArmk/s1600-h/wwwwwwr.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 580px; height: 48px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8vK097T-yI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DJBKMNCArmk/s400/wwwwwwr.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173451608290491170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4715473024264610262?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4715473024264610262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4715473024264610262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4715473024264610262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4715473024264610262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/03/award.html' title='Singit lang po ito.'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KPIchgMKf90/R8Q0obrfZHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Y6raB1laiMA/s72-c/perfect%2Bblend+award.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5548180256870966468</id><published>2008-02-29T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:40:47.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ironies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Ironies</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Korinet3/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Man is really hard to understand and life is really full of contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;We know what's the right and good thing to do yet we tend to do the opposite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We ask questions sometimes but actually, we have answers in mind already. We just want to compare our toughts to that of the others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We smile but deep inside we are bleeding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We seek advices for our problems or anything but in the end our heart's desires prevail. and lastly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have bright ideas in mind but we don't find a way to put all those ideas into action.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just so ironic? What can you say?&lt;br /&gt;Well I think, the last one is best described the Filipinos. They say that 'Philippines is rich in intelligent people', our leaders come from the most standard schools in the country and even abroad--&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa sobrang talino, harapan at garapalan kung mangurakot&lt;/span&gt;-- yet the country is not improving. Where are the brains of those so called "intelligent people"? I am not only referring to the government, huh,  but to all citizens as well. The reason why corruption is rampant in the government is because the society itself is corrupt! The fact is the Philippines will remain hopeless if we do not act for its betterment. oooppppsss! I guess that's all--baka kung saan pa mapunta ang usapan! hehehe... hmmm.. so what do you think my fellow countrymen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Thank God I have vacant time to post something.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5548180256870966468?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5548180256870966468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5548180256870966468' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5548180256870966468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5548180256870966468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/ironies.html' title='Ironies'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5007587742076190119</id><published>2008-02-29T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:40:13.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Contradictions</title><content type='html'>Life is really full of contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just take a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We know what are the right and good things to do yet we tend to do the opposite.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We ask questions sometimes but actually we knew the answers already. We just want to compare our ideas to others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We smile but deep inside we are bleeding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We seek advices for our problems or anything but in the end our heart's desires prevail.and lastly;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have bright ideas but we don't find a way to put all those ideas into action.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just so ironic? Well I think, the last one is best applied for the Filipinos. They say that Philippines is the country of intelligent people--sa sobrang talino, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;harapan at garapalan kung mangurakot-- &lt;/span&gt;yet the country is not improving. Hey, am not only referring to the government, huh, I am referring to all citizens of the country! The society will not produce corrupt officials if the society itself is not corrupt... oooppps! I guess that's all--baka kung saan pa mapunta ang usapan. hehehe.. Well guys, come to think of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thank God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5007587742076190119?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5007587742076190119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5007587742076190119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5007587742076190119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5007587742076190119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/lifes-contradictions.html' title='Life&apos;s Contradictions'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5957400793011565487</id><published>2008-02-26T22:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:14:49.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='announcement'/><title type='text'>Off for the mean time...</title><content type='html'>Guys, I just wanna inform you that I won't be fully active in the blogworld for the following days for some school requirements. But don't worry, I'll see to it that if i have some vacant time I'll visit your blogs and message you.  I just can't entertain you for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make some comments or post messages on my shout box if you wish too. I'll be checking it!:)&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all. *mwahugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://zheille.blogspot.com/2008/02/bussy-me.html"&gt; Click here for some info.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5957400793011565487?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5957400793011565487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5957400793011565487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5957400793011565487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5957400793011565487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/off-for-mean-time_26.html' title='Off for the mean time...'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6865912048849185090</id><published>2008-02-23T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:44:48.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LGU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanggunian.'/><title type='text'>The Sangguniang Panlalawigan Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8DycB5p2OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mp5fe5yndIw/s1600-h/3767697393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170398935581841634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 183px; height: 184px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8DycB5p2OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mp5fe5yndIw/s400/3767697393.jpg" border="0" width="157" height="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have the chance to witness a Sanggunian Panlalawigan(SP) Session last January 30, 2008. It was the first Sanggunian Session I have ever witnessed. The presiding officer of the session was the Vice Governor of the province, Atty. Eliordo Ogena. At first I thought that the governor was not around for some reason that’s why the vice governor acted as the presiding officer for the mean time. But I have learned from a 4th year polsci student, who was also there, that in all the session of the Sanggunians, it is always the vice who acts as the presiding officer(except for the Sangguniang Barangay where there is no Vice Brgy. Capt.). And also I have learned from my father(and through consulting the Local Gov’t. Code) that the Vice Gov. or Vice Mayor cannot deliberate discussions and debates with the sanggunian member(during session), just facilitates the session and act as the tie breaker during votations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The components of the Sangguniang Panlalawigan are the Board Members, the President of the Provincial Councilors’ League(PCL) President, Representative of the Barangays in the SP(ABC President), and the representative of the SK in the SP(SK Federation President of the Province). Beside the presiding officer was a woman, whom I think the head secretary because she takes note all the things that were being discussed during the session. Beside the room were bunch of other secretaries who were also taking notes. There was an area at the back where visitors and those people who wanted to witness the session sit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topics of there(SP) discussion were the ordinances enacted by the municipalities and city. I was not really able to hear all their deliberations and arguments because I was sitting at the back and the people in front were talking while the SP were also talking. All that I had noticed was that it’s not really that necessary for all the members of the sanggunian to speak up and draw their arguments. Some are just listening and nodding. Only few gave their opinions and comments. After discussing a certain topic where no one argues or contradicts they would proceed to another discussion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the session, I realized that it’s not easy to be a sanggunian member(a politician). You have to be professional enough not to loose your temper during discussions. As a legislator you have to be aware on what is happening in your community so that you can make ordnances that will promote the general welfare of the people. You also have to be a good public servant because politics is a game for keeps. All the things you've done and doing as a public servant will reflect to your name and to your family as well. And it has long time effect, it will past thru history.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, witnessing a Sanggunian is such an opportunity. We were able to have an overview on how a sanggunian session is being held. I just hope that our provincial officials here in South Cotabato will be responsible enough and do their duties to serve their constituents well until they end their office.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Actually, I thought of posting this before… hehehe… nalimutan ko lang i-post. I just remember posting it when I open my USB and saw it. &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/2402466417607406488-6865912048849185090?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6865912048849185090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6865912048849185090' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6865912048849185090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6865912048849185090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/sangguniang-panlalawigan-session.html' title='The Sangguniang Panlalawigan Session'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R8DycB5p2OI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mp5fe5yndIw/s72-c/3767697393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-7401165346284486259</id><published>2008-02-21T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:47:28.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>The Cockroach!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.landcareresearch.co.nz/research/biosystematics/invertebrates/invertid/images/AmericanCockroach1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; width: 254px; cursor: pointer; height: 340px;" alt="" src="http://www.landcareresearch.co.nz/research/biosystematics/invertebrates/invertid/images/AmericanCockroach1.jpg" border="0" height="515" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tag with this by&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://slippahs-haven.blogspot.com/"&gt;Princess&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks ate(can i call you that way?)! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK UP YOUR BIRTHDAY AND SEE WHAT YOU ARE. FORWARD ON TO PEOPLE THAT YOU THINK THAT WOULD GET A KICK OUT OF THIS... INCLUDING THE PERSON WHO SENT IT TO YOU. PUT YOUR BIRTHDAY ANIMAL IN THE SUBJECT LINE AND PASS IT ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Nov. 11)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a &lt;strong&gt;Cockroach&lt;/strong&gt; : Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactful! y deriv e work from people. You love being loved and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!! Well, well... Hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;At first I thought I was a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parasite, &lt;/span&gt;later did i notice that i was reading the wrong birth animal. Well some of the descriptions above are true though. But you know what shocked me? I was more of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;parasite&lt;/span&gt; than of a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cockroach&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to scroll down to see what it says about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 01 - 09 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;January 10 - 24 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;January 25 - 31 ~ Cockroach&lt;br /&gt;February 01 - 05 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;February 06 - 14 ~ Bullfrog&lt;br /&gt;February r y 15 - 21 ~ Skunk&lt;br /&gt;February 22 - 28 ~ Snake&lt;br /&gt;March 01 - 12 ~ Ape&lt;br /&gt;March 13 - 15 ~ Cockroach&lt;br /&gt;March 16 - 23 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;March 24 - 31 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 01 - 03 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;April 04 - 14 ~ Snake&lt;br /&gt;April 15 - 26 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;April 27 - 30 ~ Skunk&lt;br /&gt;May 01 - 13 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;May 14 - 21 ~ Bullfrog&lt;br /&gt;May 22 - 31 ~ Cockroach&lt;br /&gt;June 01 - 03 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;June 04 - 14 ~ Skunk&lt;br /&gt;June 15 - 20 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;June 21 - 24 ~ Ape&lt;br /&gt;June 25 - 30 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 01 - 09 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;July 10 - 15 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;July 16 - 26 ~ Bullfrog&lt;br /&gt;July 27 - 31 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;August 01 - 15 ~ Ape&lt;br /&gt;August 16 - 25 ~ Slug&lt;br /&gt;August 26 - 31 ~ Skunk&lt;br /&gt;September 01 - 14 ~ Bullfrog&lt;br /&gt;September 15 - 27 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;September 28 - 30 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 01 - 15 ~ Ape&lt;br /&gt;October 16 - 27 ~ Skunk&lt;br /&gt;October 28 - 31 ~ Snake&lt;br /&gt;November 01 - 16 ~ Cockroach&lt;br /&gt;November 17 - 30 ~ Parasite&lt;br /&gt;December 01 - 16 ~ Ass&lt;br /&gt;December 17 - 25 ~ Ape&lt;br /&gt;December 26 - 31 ~ Bullfrog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are an Ass &lt;/strong&gt;: A very loyal and sweet person. Your loyalty can never be doubted. You are quite honest and sincere when it comes to your attitude towards working. You are a very simple person, indeed. Absolutely hassle free, humble, and down-to-earth!! That explains the reason why your friends cling on to you! You have a good taste for clothes. If your wardrobe is not updated with what is trendy, you sure are depressed. Popular and easy-going. You have a little group of dignified friends, all of them being quality-personified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Slug &lt;/strong&gt;: Always up to some sort of a mischief! The mischievous gleam in your eyes is what make s you so cute and attractive to everyone. You are an extremely fun-to-be-with kind of person. No wonder people seek your company and look forward to include you for all get-together. However, you are sensitive which is a drawback. People need to select their words while talking to you. If someone tries to fiddle around and play with words while dealing with you, it is enough to invite your wrath. God bless the person then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Cockroach &lt;/strong&gt;: Quite contradictory to your name, you are a peace loving person. You best try to avoid a situation wherein you are required to fight. An outdoor person, you dislike sitting at one place for a long duration. You are a born leader, and have it in you how to tactful! y derive work from people. You love being loved and when you receive your share of limelight from someone, you are all theirs!!!! Well, well... Hence some people could even take an advantage, flatter you to the maximum and get their work done. So be careful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Parasite &lt;/strong&gt;: An extremely lovable, adorable person, sometimes shy, with a passion for quick wit. At times, you prefer quietness. You love exploring various things and going into depth of each thing. Under normal circumstances you're cool but when given a reason to, you are like a volcano waiting to erupt. You're a fashion bird. People look forward to you as an icon associated with fashion. Basically, you mingle along freely but don't like talking much to strangers. People feel very easy in your company. You observe care in choosing your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Skunk &lt;/strong&gt;: You are near to perfect and nice at heart! . The examples of your kindness are always circulated in groups of people. You, too, love peace. You wouldn't like to retaliate even to a person who is in the wrong. You are loved due to this. You do not wish to talk behind one's back. People love the way you always treat them. You can give, give, and give love, and the best part is that you do not expect it back in return. You are generous enough. Seeing things in a practical light is what remains the best trait of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Bullfrog &lt;/strong&gt;: You symbolize a very happy-go-lucky approach in life. Whatever the surroundings may be, grim or cheerful, you remain unaffected. In fact, you spread cheer wherever you go. You are the leader of your group of fri ends! and go od at consoling pe ople in their times of need. You dislike hypocrisy and tend to shirk away from hypocrites. They can never be in your good books, no matter what. You are very methodical and organized in your work. No amount of mess, hence, can ever encompass you. Beware, it is easy for you to fall in love....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are a Snake &lt;/strong&gt;: You are mysterious. You are someone who can handle pressure with ease, and can handle any atmosphere without going berserk. You can be mean at times, and love to gossip with your selected group. Very prim and proper. You like all situations and things to be in the w! ay you desire, which, sometimes is not possible. As a result, you may lose out in some relationships. But otherwise, you love to help people out from difficult and tight spots when they really need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are an Ape &lt;/strong&gt;: Very impatient and hyper!!! You want things to be done as quick as possible. At heart, you are quite simple and love if you are the center of attraction. That way, you people are unique. You would like to keep yourself safe from all the angles. Shall your name be dragged or featured in any sort of a controversy, you then go all panicky. Therefore, you take your precautions from the very beginning. When you foresee anything wrong, your sixth sense is what saves you from falling in traps. Quite a money minded bunch you people are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm passing this to &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://myrnamaryott.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Myrna&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.anokamo.com/"&gt;Just Saying&lt;/a&gt;, and to &lt;a href="http://byotipol.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;byotipol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-7401165346284486259?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/7401165346284486259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=7401165346284486259' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7401165346284486259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7401165346284486259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/cockroach.html' title='The Cockroach!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-286670130611256921</id><published>2008-02-19T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:48:24.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NationWide Noise!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG! there are so many anomalies in the State that I am getting a head ache over this stuff. All I could hear on the radio, TV, school-gossip, and even in the department store is the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grandest&lt;/span&gt; NBN-ZTE deal (Lozada) issue! Nakakabingi... nakakahilo!!! Who is telling the truth and who's NOT?!? To whom could we put our trust?!?... It's like everyone has his own personal interest. They are just fooling us, at tayo naman nagpapaloko din!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan dela Cruz,  WAKE UP!!! Gumising ka kasi at nang makita mo ang nangyayari sa paligid mo! Gumising ka at aksyunan ang mga bagay na ito! Kaya ka walang asenso eh kasi wala kang ginagawa! Sana mapagtanto mong walang makakatulong sa sarili mo kundi ikaw lang...!!!!&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/2402466417607406488-286670130611256921?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/286670130611256921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=286670130611256921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/286670130611256921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/286670130611256921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/nationwide-noise.html' title='NationWide Noise!!!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-7151169251792925183</id><published>2008-02-19T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:49:45.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Award!</title><content type='html'>It's my first time to receive an award here in the blogworld.. and ngayon ko lang din nalaman na may ganito pala dito.. really surprised.. So thank you so much&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" href="http://ilovephilippinestoo.blogspot.com/"&gt; ilovephilippines&lt;/a&gt; for the award! It's really overwhelming. It really means a lot to me.. Kung pwede lang ibalik talagang 'yong award eh gagwain ko talaga. You know naman how much I love your blog. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNApmVUkp3k/R7kGtWnV_wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ad6uVJjk9MQ/s400/Blog%2Bof%2Bthe%2BMonth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNApmVUkp3k/R7kGtWnV_wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ad6uVJjk9MQ/s400/Blog%2Bof%2Bthe%2BMonth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i would like to give this award (my first award to be given) to the person who brought me into the BlogWorld:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://angelblush.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tina's Life is Meant to be Abundant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is the blog I love reading whenever I get online (aside ofcorz from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="" href="http://ilovephilippinestoo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; ilovephilippines).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Actually I've known her for almost a year(but haven't seen her personally yet). A very good friend. Congratulations Tina, this award is for you! *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-7151169251792925183?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/7151169251792925183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=7151169251792925183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7151169251792925183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7151169251792925183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/your-award.html' title='Your Award!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNApmVUkp3k/R7kGtWnV_wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ad6uVJjk9MQ/s72-c/Blog%2Bof%2Bthe%2BMonth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4519534343177623977</id><published>2008-02-13T19:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:07:42.749-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B&apos;laan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natives'/><title type='text'>Happy Balimtayms day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R7O2AR5p2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jwD3s_01z9A/s1600-h/KudlungBln.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R7O2AR5p2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jwD3s_01z9A/s400/KudlungBln.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166673313445566626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Photograph copyright: F. de Jager - Courtesy Philippine Council for  Living Traditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;The rain is pouring yesterday so I decided to ride in a jeepney to go home. The jeep is actually going to Tampakan, a neighboring municipality of the City of Koronadal. Our place( Barangay) is the boundary of Koronadal to Tampakan so the people in our place sometimes ride in the jeepney. I was sitting in the front sit together with the two other ladies. In the jeepney, the two ladies were talking, I didn’t understand their conversation because they were speaking in their own language which is the B’laan. I knew then that they were B’laan because they are the only natives living in the mountains of Tampakan(tampakan is composed of Ilonggo, Bisaya and Tagalog and of course the B'laan Tribes). While the waiting for the other passenger,s the other lady asked me ‘what’s the date yesterday day’… I said “February 13, 2008”. Then I heard the other one said “ay! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;balimtayms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;na gali b’was..” (“Oh, tomorrow will be &lt;i&gt;balimtayms&lt;/i&gt; day…” &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in English.) What she meant for the word &lt;i&gt;balimtayms&lt;/i&gt; is the Valentine’s day… the word doesn’t have corresponding word in Filipino so when we use the word in our language, we use the word as it is.) I just kept quiet and just forced my self not to laugh that time because I knew that they would be offended if I did.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;When I reached home I realized that if I chose to laugh the native because she didn’t pronounce the word properly, it would be a shame on my part. They are less educated compare to I am so I should understand why they could not pronounce some words in English properly—and to think that not all educated Filipinos pronounce the English words well.. And it’s not really necessary for us (Filipinos) to be good in the language because after all it is not our mother tongue. The circumstance also made me remember my father’s story of his first assignment being a teacher. He was assigned to teach the natives of Lake Sebu (the T’boli) in the mountains. He said the condition of the natives there is not good. He also said that when they need water for bath or for drink they need to walk 5 kilometers away from the community just to get water, and to think that the place is surrounded by mountains.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;The government really forgot them already. They are not able to enjoy the programs and projects of the government, that’s supposed to be for all citizens, for the reason that they are so far away to the civilization (which my father and I think is not right). The wealth of the government should be equally distributed to all citizens no matter how far they are from the civilization and regardless of their tribe. They (gov’t.) should be just and fair to all. The natives of the country should be the focused of the government because they are (I guess) those people who really need help. They should also be taught to preserve their culture (w/c makes the Philippines unique) because it is already vanishing. And it’s not only the government that should give attention to them, I guess we (civilized citizens) should too. We should accept them for who they are and what they are. We should not discriminate them because of their tribes. They are also humans like us who posses dignity. They didn’t choose to be like that. Just imagine that we are on their shoes, we also don’t want to feel discriminated and disgusted, right? So let us give them the respect that is due to them. We are all God’s creations and we are all brothers and sisters.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2402466417607406488-4519534343177623977?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4519534343177623977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4519534343177623977' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4519534343177623977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4519534343177623977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-balimtayms-day.html' title='Happy Balimtayms day!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R7O2AR5p2KI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jwD3s_01z9A/s72-c/KudlungBln.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-4721816056545486468</id><published>2008-02-12T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:09:55.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>The Simple Truth</title><content type='html'>i was browsing in the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=2402466417607406488"&gt; comment site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; when this simple truth strucked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/girlstuff/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/girlstuff/images/ba00193.jpg" alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="border: 3px double rgb(0, 173, 239); padding: 3px; background: rgb(0, 0, 0) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 8px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say this actually but the image really tells the truth. Men just engage in a relationship just to get s*x while women give s*x just to get love. That's how I see the world of relationship nowadays. But I still believe that their are still good men who really take relationship seriously.---however, there are only few of them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-4721816056545486468?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/4721816056545486468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=4721816056545486468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4721816056545486468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/4721816056545486468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-browsing-in-comment-site.html' title='The Simple Truth'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-7383785043774935975</id><published>2008-02-12T21:44:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:13:07.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to help our country'/><title type='text'>To All Filipinos: 12 little things we can do to help our country</title><content type='html'>I had attended a Student Leader's seminar at our school last week.. when it was time for SSG officers to share theirknowledge about how to be a good leader and a citizen of the country. One of them mentioned about "12 Little things every Filipino can so to help our country(the philippines)" by: Atty. Alexander Lacson. I don't know if we are related or what.. lol.. kidding aside... Aexander's idea is so true and self reflecting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Lacson’s list of the 12  little things every Filipino can do to help our country:&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Follow traffic rules. Follow the  law. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Magkaroon tayo ng disiplina sa ating mga sarili. Sumunod tayo sa mga regulasyon at batas ng ating estado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whenever you buy or pay for  anything, always ask for an official receipt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don’t buy smuggled goods. Buy  Local. Buy Filipino. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Laging tandaan na ang pagbili ng mga imported na mga bilihin ay nakakadagdag sa pagbagsak ng ating ekonomiya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When you talk to others,  especially foreigners, speak positively about us and our country. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ang pagsasabi ng mga hindi magagandang bagay tungkol sa ating bansa ay dumadagdag sa tuluyang pagkalugmok ng ating bansa. Maging positibo tayo sa ating mga pananaw nang sa gayon ay mabuhay ang pag-asa sa ating mga puso at magsama-sama tayong magtulungan para sa kaunlaran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Respect your traffic officer,  policeman and soldier. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do not litter. Dispose your  garbage properly. Segregate. Recycle. Conserve.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Support your church.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;During elections, do your solemn  duty. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Huwag nating ipagbili ang mga boto natin.. choose the right officials. Vote wisely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay your employees well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay your taxes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adopt a scholar or a poor  child. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kung ikaw ay mayaman, mabuting kumuha ka ng mga batang kapos palad at pag-araan ng sa gayo'y mabawasan ang paghihirap sa ating bansa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be a good parent. Teach your  kids to follow the law and love our country. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Values education always starts at home. Sa tahanan nagsisimula ang paghubog sa mga kabataan para maging mabuting mamamayan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just little things we can do to help our country. Maliit na mga bagay ngunit napakahalaga at napakalaki ng epekto sa ating bansa kapag ito'y ating nasunod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to my reasearch, si Atty. Alexander  Lacson was planning to go abroad then when he realized that his county badly needs him. Kaya ang ginawa nya, hindi na lang siya tumuloy na mangibang bansa at nag-isip na lamang ng mga paraan para makatulong sa kanyang kapwa. Ang tanging naisip nyang paraan upang makatulong ang pasusulat ng kanyang mga ideya na sa tingin nya ai makakatulong sa pag-unlad ng ating bansa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-7383785043774935975?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/7383785043774935975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=7383785043774935975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7383785043774935975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/7383785043774935975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-all-filipinos-12-little-things-we.html' title='To All Filipinos: 12 little things we can do to help our country'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6961796456759412489</id><published>2008-02-08T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:00:06.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Real FRIENDS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 245px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="252" alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00067.gif" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the burial of Rachel's father, my friends and I went to the mall. It was our first time to hangout again after a year.. kinda missed them... I realized that life is not really perfect without a friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of friends, when I came over here inside the net cafe, there's a site that was not closed in this computer I am renting. I was about to close the site when i saw the images with quotes about friends on the site... I was touched by the quotes so i decided to post some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend18.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does friendship really mean?&lt;br /&gt;Here, check out the quotes below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend13.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will know that a person is really a true friend if he/she is always there through thick and thin... and a person that will always be faithful to you(provided that you are in the correct path). The only person whom you can trust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quote above is true... only to a friend whom you can be yourself and feel comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, a true friend is the only person whom you could be trusted. A person whom you can share your secrets and whom you can be assured that you will not be betrayed. He/she knows all about you. Shares everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happen a real friend is always there for you. He/She will never leave you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend always wish you the bests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are always there to help us no matter how hard our problem is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend knows you inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00082.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What matter is you are friends no matter how l0ng the distance is.. She/he is always in the heart and never forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends are like angels who guides us to the correct paths. When you commit mistake, he/she would never hate you nor leave you, instead, he/she will hug you and tells you that '&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;it's ok to make mistakes... so once you have committed one, never ever do it gain or you will make the same mistake again...&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%20http://www.CommentYou.com/Images/Friends/"&gt;&lt;img alt="CommentYou.com is your One Stop Shop" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r62/commentyou/Friends/images/friend00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; BORDER-TOP: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: rgb(0,0,0) 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; BORDER-LEFT: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; PADDING-TOP: 3px; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,173,239) 3px double; FONT-FAMILY: tahoma; TEXT-DECORATION: none; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" href="http://www.commentyou.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Get More at COMMENTYOU.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's very true&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard the life is, as long as you have friends, things become perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those images-quotes above are touchy, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine a life without a friend.. hmmm... miserable, right? it sucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6961796456759412489?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6961796456759412489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6961796456759412489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6961796456759412489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6961796456759412489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/real-friends.html' title='Real FRIENDS!!!'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5856785508077430301</id><published>2008-02-07T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T05:07:27.493-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='street children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suffering'/><title type='text'>The Street Children in the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stolenchildhood.net/images/street-children_50.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;copied from stolenchildhood.net&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When street children come across my way then ask me for a coin or something, I can’t help myself but feel irritated. Irritated in the sense that: Why there are children like them? Where are there parents? Why did the government let them be like that? Children like them are supposed to be going to school. But where are they now? What are they doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are on the street waiting for anybody who would come across them and ask for a centavo. Sometimes you can see them looking for something in the garbage cans to put inside their roaring stomach. Others are already into vises… and worse, others go snatching and are already a member of gangs and other group of criminals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:00pm on January 30 and I was in the tricycle (going home), while the driver was waiting for passengers, when I saw two children (6 and 4 years old, I guess) on the street. They were walking holding hands. Suddenly, the older one stopped in front of the garbage, beside it was a big package cartoon. He took the cartoon and showed it to the younger one. The younger one then nodded and pointed his fingers to my direction. It was then that I noticed that behind the tricycle where I am sitting was a vacant area wherein only few people are passing by. They walked through the area then the older one laid down the cartoon. While the tricycle was still waiting for other passengers, I also waited for parents to come and get the children…it was evening already and children of their age must be in the house as of that time. It was almost an hour of waiting but no one really bothered to get the children. There parents had already forgotten them. I felt pity for the two boys (it was so clear that they were going to sleep on the area) and felt angry with those parents who abandoned them (and to the government as well who are not doing anything in order to give those children a shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then last Tuesday, we went film viewing in our R.E. class. the films were all about the 'Peace and Order in Mindanao', 'The Paint brush' (a story of old men and women who were abandonned by their own children)... and '&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Canvass of the Society'. The last two film were based on the paintings of one of the most popular painter in the Philippines, Joselito Alvir Velasco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://katoliko.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/hapag_ng_pag-asa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 450px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://katoliko.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/hapag_ng_pag-asa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from &lt;/em&gt;http://katoliko.org/wp-content/uploads/2007/12/hapag_ng_pag-asa.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="l" onmousedown="return clk(this.href,'video_result','','res','1','','0CAkQtwIwAA')" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bzYgSJCPEtY"&gt;Joey Velasco - Sa Kambas ng Lipunan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;===&lt;em&gt;Click here to view the film...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, I was a bit, actually, not paying attention to the Television until the last film, The Canvass of the Society” was shown. I was really strucked with the film, specially with the painting. Aside from it looks really true it has his own story to tell. Every children on the paint has his own story to tell. All of them came from the urban poor.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve, actually, seen the painting “The Last Supper” (Jesus and the children) when it was aired on T.V. for winning an award. There are actually two version of it. The first one was the children eating with Jesus Christ, and the other one was happy children together with Jesus. I didn’t know then that the children on the painting have their own story to tell. When it was shown on the film I felt sorry for the children. The situation of living of those children is pitiful. While I am eating three times a day with merriendas, they are only eating once a day and sometimes could not eat at all. I am going to school everyday but no one sinks into my head while those children keep on wishing they could go to school too. I have a house shelter to me and a family to take care of me, but them, they don’t have any. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If only the society, especially, the government would try to open their eyes to the reality. If only the money of the gov’t. are spent to help and educate the poor and are not put into the pockets of those corrupt officials. If only the rich people would extend their hands and shower some of their blessings. Then maybe, somehow, poverty may be eradicated in the Philippines. The problem is that once we are in power, we tend to forget the people who had put us on the position. Once we get rich, we tend not to look back to where we came from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"Public office should be a Public Trust” but what is happening is that ‘the Public Office becomes a source of living’ of thise TRAPOs. Instead of helping our fellowmen who are suffering from poverty, we tend to disgust them as if they have incurable and transferable diseases. *sigh* when will be the time for the Filipinos to wake up, to help each other, to strive hard for a better Philippines? NOW is the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5856785508077430301?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5856785508077430301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5856785508077430301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5856785508077430301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5856785508077430301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/02/street-children-in-philippines.html' title='The Street Children in the Philippines'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2305764478742155956</id><published>2008-01-31T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:18.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mask</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R6KD57GgNTI/AAAAAAAAADo/yGAAoRSJ6KA/s1600-h/kaibigan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161833154060760370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R6KD57GgNTI/AAAAAAAAADo/yGAAoRSJ6KA/s400/kaibigan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Choosing a true friend is really difficult. The poem above tells us something about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;false friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;people who are merely pretending to be our friends in our front... showing that they really care... without us knowing that when we turn our backs they do backbiting...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ouch! The people who are simply using us. Those people who are just making friends with us just because they need or want something from us.. that sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Those are the persons we should avoid. The attitudes of people we should be aware of. There are so many of those in this world. Be careful. Choose what to speak and whom to trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so you will be a victim of the mask! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2402466417607406488-2305764478742155956?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2305764478742155956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2305764478742155956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2305764478742155956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2305764478742155956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='The Mask'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R6KD57GgNTI/AAAAAAAAADo/yGAAoRSJ6KA/s72-c/kaibigan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-8312980064524171464</id><published>2008-01-27T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T19:57:24.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copied and Pasted: kisses and gestures...what does it mean?</title><content type='html'>I'm reading some bulliten(friendster) when i found this one(from ate Mary Lyka)... it's kinda interesting specially for those who are inlove... hehehe... read below it's cute... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;kisses and gestures...what does it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;mean?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Message:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;What the kiss means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Kiss on the&lt;br /&gt;stomach; I'm ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Kiss on the Forehead; I&lt;br /&gt;hope we'retogether&lt;br /&gt;forever.&lt;br /&gt;-Kiss on the Ear; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You're my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Kiss on the&lt;br /&gt;Hand; I adore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Kiss on the Neck; We belong&lt;br /&gt;together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Kiss on the Shoulder; I want&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Kiss on the Lips; I love&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;What the gesture&lt;br /&gt;means...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Holding Hands; We definitely&lt;br /&gt;likeeach&lt;br /&gt;other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Slap on the Butt; That's&lt;br /&gt;mine.-Holding on tight; I&lt;br /&gt;don't want to letgo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Looking into each other's Eyes; Ijust plain like&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Playing with Hair; Tell me you loveme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Arms around the Waist; I like you toomuch to let&lt;br /&gt;go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Laughing while Kissing; I amcompletely&lt;br /&gt;comfortable&lt;br /&gt;with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,204)"&gt;Advice;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-Don't ask for a&lt;br /&gt;kiss, take one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If you were thinking about&lt;br /&gt;someonewhile reading&lt;br /&gt;this,you're definitely in&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you knew what kiss and gesture means.. Beware nextime! *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-8312980064524171464?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/8312980064524171464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=8312980064524171464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8312980064524171464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8312980064524171464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-reading-some-bulliten-when-i-found.html' title='Copied and Pasted: kisses and gestures...what does it mean?'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5676448313880029143</id><published>2008-01-24T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T00:02:08.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I had said writing is the best way of expressing one’s emotion. When you are depressed, just write all the things you feel inside. It will help you ease the burden.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I want to share to you the poems I wrote when I was so depressed because of a break-up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 14pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;What Have I Done?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;What have I done?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Why did you hurt me like this?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;What have I done?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Why did you go without saying any words?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;You told me you love me,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Why did you leave me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;You know how much I love you,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: yellow none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Why did you do this to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-size: 16pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Not Over You Yet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I want to let go of this emotion,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;But I am not still over that relation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I always find myself in pity&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;And always look silly…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I really don’t know what had happened,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;You were gone when my eyes opened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Have I done something wrong?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;Why the relationship didn’t last long?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I want to see you and as explanations,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;My head is filled of commotions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I really don’t know what to do,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;I am still not over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="background: lime none repeat scroll 0% 50%; font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: red;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Bradley Hand ITC&amp;quot;; color: rgb(153, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Those poems can’t be really called as work of a poet. I did not use metaphors on my language. It was plain and simple. What I did was just explain my emotions that moment. And it helped, through that somehow the pains inside me had lessen. So when your feeling heavy, just do what I did or follow the other tips I did below. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5676448313880029143?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5676448313880029143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5676448313880029143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5676448313880029143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5676448313880029143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/poems.html' title='Poems'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-2530523497787430111</id><published>2008-01-24T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T01:47:08.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Sebu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kamakura06008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/kamakura06008.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lake Sebu with the fishermen's net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lake Sebu&lt;/strong&gt; is the summer Capital of the South and the largest town of the province South Cotabato... Its inhabitants are consist of the T'boli(native people of the land), Ilonggo and Bisaya(Filipino tribes who came from Visayas). Its primary source of earning are the Tilapia(a breed of a fish). It has numbers of resorts and rich in natural resources. It's primary scenic spot is the Lake. It's the place where my Grand parents at my father's and my mother's sister (auntie's husband is the a son of the owner of one resort there. the Estares Resort) live. So every summer vacation we(my family) go visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/?action=view&amp;amp;current=NewImage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/NewImage.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my aunt(in front)and i(behind her) on the floating house on the lake.At my back is the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bangka&lt;/span&gt; (an ilonggo term for a small boat w/c is made of wood... It is used by the fishermen as a means of transportation while fishing) w/c we used as a means in order to reach the floating house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/1_570668710l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/1_570668710l.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Eating on the Lake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/1_831004465l.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="450" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c238/zheille/1_831004465l.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic is taken from Artacho Lake Resort... I got this from a friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cold in there. You'll really chill(if you are not used to a cold temperature) when you get to sleep at night. The place is really the place for vacation an aplace for peaceful living. If you love nature like me you should see the place and you will say that I am right! I just hope the people there would take good care of the gift that has given by God to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other pictures i have taken from the place will be uploaded next time... so you'll get to grasp how beautiful really the place is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-2530523497787430111?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/2530523497787430111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=2530523497787430111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2530523497787430111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/2530523497787430111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/lake-sebu.html' title='Lake Sebu'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-5832099051515704781</id><published>2008-01-23T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T19:46:17.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Copied and Pasted: WHY A WOMAN CAN'T FIND A MAN</title><content type='html'>I was browsing my Friendster-Bulliten section when one caught my attention. It was entitled "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHY A WOMAN CAN'T FIND A MAN&lt;/span&gt;". A friend of mine posted it. If you could hardly find a Boy Friend then maybe because of this following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY A WOMAN CAN'T FIND A MAN&lt;/strong&gt;(totoo toH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The nice men are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice.&lt;br /&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay.&lt;br /&gt;4. The handsome, nice and heterosexualmen aremarried.&lt;br /&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome,but are nicemen, have no money.&lt;br /&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome,but are nicemen with money think we are&lt;br /&gt;only aftertheirmoney.&lt;br /&gt;7. The handsome men without money are after our money.&lt;br /&gt;8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't&lt;br /&gt;think wearebeautiful enough.&lt;br /&gt;9. The men who think we are beautiful,that are heterosexual, somew hat nice&lt;br /&gt;and have money, arecowards.&lt;br /&gt;10.The men who are somewhat handsome,somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual are shy and NEVER MAKETHE FIRST MOVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, she has points on saying that. However, on my own perspective, a &lt;em&gt;woman&lt;/em&gt; doesn't need to find a man that is so ideal. There is no such think as that(talkin about reality). All she needs to do is wait and believe in the thing called "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;". The man of his life will just come on her way when time comes. He is not the &lt;em&gt;prince charming&lt;/em&gt; she dreamed to be but he is more the man she wished to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-5832099051515704781?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/5832099051515704781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=5832099051515704781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5832099051515704781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/5832099051515704781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-woman-cant-find-man.html' title='Copied and Pasted: WHY A WOMAN CAN&apos;T FIND A MAN'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-8732401214486699990</id><published>2008-01-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T21:51:12.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Overcome Depression</title><content type='html'>When feeling heavy or when our heart is broken, normally we are depressed. We feel that nobody loves us and the world is agains us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are some tips to overcome depression:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Write.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; writing is the best way of expressing one's emotion. When you are depressed just write all the pains you feel inside on a diary(you can also put it on your blog) or write a poem about what you feel. It will help you ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to a Mere Acquaintance or Stranger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We have this attitude sometimes that we want to look okay in front of the peolple we are closely related with(family, friends, etc.) though we are bleeding inside because we don't want them to be worried or feel sorry for us. Talking to a mere acquaintance or a stranger is helpful. If you are in a canteen or in a place wherein you barely knew the people around you, find/join a/the person whom you think is alone like you. Or go to an internet cafe(if your pc have no access to the internet or you don't have pc at all) and chat. Share them what you feel. It will lessen the burden plus you wont feel shame--- if you are, you don't really care at all because you don't really know the person you are sharing with and for sure he/she would feel the same way too and you will not know, perhaps, he/she might share his/her own burdens too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Listen to Musics.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Broken hearted person loves listening to music especially those which they can relate to. While listening, tears are also falling from the eyes and it's normal. Crying is a good way of releasing the pain we feel inside---it's good enough instead of thinking to destroy one's self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Read.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Read books about sufferings and break-ups. Like the same explanation in number 3, while reading such books the pains we feel are little by little coming outside us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk to the Mirror.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Go in front of the mirror when feeling heavy. Talk to the image infront of you. You can cry if you want and feel too and throw him/her all the words that best describes your emotions. Doing such surely ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pains and sufferings are part of &lt;strong&gt;life. &lt;/strong&gt;That's one indication of being human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many ways to overcome depressions. Those mention above are just some tips/advice I can offer you based on my personal experienced. I hope those will help you ease the pain you feel inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-8732401214486699990?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/8732401214486699990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=8732401214486699990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8732401214486699990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/8732401214486699990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-feeling-heavy-or-when-our-heart-is.html' title='How to Overcome Depression'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-6320604811094562259</id><published>2008-01-13T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:53:19.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some of my art works(if its called to be)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Since i was a child i am really fond of drawing... when i reached 12 i become interested in painting... well, am not really good into it but it became my hobby... it's my way of expressing my self and emotions... Below are some of my art works which I am going to share to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41sAuvH0NI/AAAAAAAAADA/Qeu6aJkx68Q/s1600-h/afff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155895908210561234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41sAuvH0NI/AAAAAAAAADA/Qeu6aJkx68Q/s320/afff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I made this stuff just last night...&lt;br /&gt;it's amixture of water color and oil pastel.&lt;br /&gt;well, got nothing to do eh so to ease my boredome I happened to find an illustration board, pencil and water colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41q4-vH0MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-hM5JEUH_bE/s1600-h/ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155894675554947266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41q4-vH0MI/AAAAAAAAAC4/-hM5JEUH_bE/s320/ad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my room at my boarding house before does'nt have any posters so I bought some and made this one for my room to have decorations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41pO-vH0LI/AAAAAAAAACw/5wpUQmOsouA/s1600-h/xZXCC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155892854488813746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41pO-vH0LI/AAAAAAAAACw/5wpUQmOsouA/s320/xZXCC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was 14 yrs old when i made this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got inspired by my first love then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lately i realized that it was just a mere infatuation... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just got, maybe, overwhelmed because my ideal person wanted me to be his gf that time... but i already forgot him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41ms-vH0KI/AAAAAAAAACo/3MXvzA_Z2XI/s1600-h/xZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155890071350005922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41ms-vH0KI/AAAAAAAAACo/3MXvzA_Z2XI/s320/xZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn in love to made this stuff...&lt;br /&gt;it's entitled as "heart can see"...&lt;br /&gt;basically because love is not blind...&lt;br /&gt;we can see everything when we ere in love&lt;br /&gt;but we pretend to be blind just to follow what our heart says....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R4r09-vHz8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZQ3EGdq86b8/s1600-h/23211170223955l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155202069128794050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R4r09-vHz8I/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZQ3EGdq86b8/s320/23211170223955l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This butterfly art work was made 3 yrs ago...&lt;br /&gt;I'd given this to my friend Karen...&lt;br /&gt;I used water color and oil pastel to make this stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41tiuvH0OI/AAAAAAAAADI/iM85qdlqLaA/s1600-h/puno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155897591837741282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41tiuvH0OI/AAAAAAAAADI/iM85qdlqLaA/s320/puno.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I drew this one on Lucy's (one of my best friends) slambook before our high school graduation... I love nature and most of my art works are like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are some of my art works...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And every artwork has some story to tell about my self... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It expresses my feelings... and some show the child in me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;br /&gt;What sort of things do you do to express yourselves?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-6320604811094562259?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/6320604811094562259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=6320604811094562259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6320604811094562259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/6320604811094562259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-of-my-art-works.html' title='some of my art works(if its called to be)...'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/R41sAuvH0NI/AAAAAAAAADA/Qeu6aJkx68Q/s72-c/afff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-1960994552569939858</id><published>2008-01-11T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T01:05:57.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When my Boy Friend went to &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt; for his studies he asked me what pasalubong (present)t do I want to receive from him when he gets home… I just said “a book written by John Grisham, my favorite author. He just nodded and smiled at me… sometime in November, he texted me that a Pastor in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cebu&lt;/st1:place&gt; gave him a small pearl to be made as a ring… when he went home this Christmas vacation.. I asked him what did he bring me… he had shown me the pearl and told me that he’ll give it to me after it’s made to be a ring.. just smiled and said “thank you”… I was overwhelmed then when I realized that I was not yet able to buy him a gift… so I told him about that matter and I was really touched and felt loved when he said “I don’t expect any material gift… seeing you is already a gift for me…” I knew then that my cheeks turned red. The moment after, he opened his bag and looked for something inside it. The surprise I’d felt awhile ago became double when he handed me the book which titled “The King of the Torts” by John Grisham. It was 6” wide and 9” long, I guess. I was really, really surprised that time, really didn’t expect it because I thought he already forgot about it.. and I thought it was only the ring which is his pasalubong. Such a great feeling,,,,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;img height="185" src="http://image.guardian.co.uk/sys-images/Books/Pix/covers/2003/02/06/torts195.jpg" width="128" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe for some, who is reading this, may say that I’m over reacting or exaggerating my emotions. But if you are in my shoes, you’ll feel the same or maybe more than I’d felt. That time I told myself that I am really lucky for having him. I’m happy not because he gave me a ring and the book I really wanted but because he love me.. really a great feeling knowing that the person you love loves you back in as much as you love him… and it’s the most precious present he brought me…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just sharing you the feeling of how to love and be loved… ^_^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-1960994552569939858?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/1960994552569939858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=1960994552569939858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1960994552569939858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/1960994552569939858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/present.html' title='The Present'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402466417607406488.post-9104869807569143900</id><published>2008-01-11T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T21:19:40.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the new blog..</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 class="title" style="border-width: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;                       la signification de la vie... &lt;/h1&gt;I've made this new blog of mine to share to you who and what i really am...&lt;br /&gt;probably i am going to share to you what is life for me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402466417607406488-9104869807569143900?l=elladeprincesse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/feeds/9104869807569143900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402466417607406488&amp;postID=9104869807569143900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/9104869807569143900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402466417607406488/posts/default/9104869807569143900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elladeprincesse.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-blog.html' title='the new blog..'/><author><name>aL|e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13859466843267249276</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9JEi2o7ad_c/SCULKS0qyRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5jaha38Lskw/S220/tn96.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
