<?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-10204447</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:30:12.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking_alouD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112744404346491532</id><published>2005-09-23T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T10:54:03.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Smile</title><content type='html'>Just A Smile&lt;br /&gt;by Barbie Almabis&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you everything, &lt;br /&gt;piece by piece&lt;br /&gt;won't you come up closer&lt;br /&gt;I want to, hear you breathe &lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the street&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost at sea&lt;br /&gt;but out of the crowd you smile&lt;br /&gt;and you're all I see &lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like I&lt;br /&gt;can get lost inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel closer to the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you save the day&lt;br /&gt;with just a smile&lt;br /&gt;just a smile &lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet you someday soon'&lt;br /&gt;cause I know you in my mind&lt;br /&gt;everything will be different&lt;br /&gt;when I have you right beside &lt;br /&gt;you can take the whole wide world&lt;br /&gt;with your boyish charm&lt;br /&gt;but even as you pull me close&lt;br /&gt;I won't just stay in your arms &lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like I&lt;br /&gt;can get lost inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel closer to the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you save the day&lt;br /&gt;with just a smile &lt;br /&gt;Well it's for you &lt;br /&gt;and everyone&lt;br /&gt;I thought I've searched the world in vain&lt;br /&gt;now look at me&lt;br /&gt;and the search is done&lt;br /&gt;we will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;not the same. &lt;br /&gt;you make me feel like I&lt;br /&gt;can get lost inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel closer to the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you save the day&lt;br /&gt;with just a smile &lt;br /&gt;oh you make me feel like I&lt;br /&gt;can get lost inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I feel closer to the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you save the day&lt;br /&gt;with just a smile &lt;br /&gt;just a smile, a smile&lt;br /&gt;just a smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112744404346491532?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112744404346491532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112744404346491532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pagmamahal ang hanap ko&lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigay ng halaga sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Nais mong ipakilala kung sino ka man talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy ikaw pinoy&lt;br /&gt;Ipakita sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;Kung ano ang kaya mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ibang-iba pinoy&lt;br /&gt;Wag kang matatakot&lt;br /&gt;Ipagmalaki mo pinoy ako&lt;br /&gt;Pinoy tayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipakita mo ang tunay at sino ka?&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon masasama at maganda&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman perpekto&lt;br /&gt;Basta magpakatotoo oohh… oohh…&lt;br /&gt;Gabay at pagmamahal ang hanap mo&lt;br /&gt;Pagbibigay ng halaga sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Nais mong ipakilala kung sino ka man talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talagang ganyan ang buhay&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ka nang masanay&lt;br /&gt;Wala rin mangyayari&lt;br /&gt;Kung laging nakikibagay&lt;br /&gt;Ipakilala ang iyong sarili&lt;br /&gt;Ano man sa iyo mangyayari&lt;br /&gt;Ang lagi mong iisipin&lt;br /&gt;Kayang kayang gawin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112710706426032976</id><published>2005-09-19T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T13:17:44.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick :(</title><content type='html'>hay, nung isang linggo pa ang sakit hanggang ngayon di pa ko gumagaling.tsk. pesteng ubo't sipon to. nagbawas na ko ng yosi, uminom na ko ng dalandan juice at uminom na din ng ascorbic acid, sana matapos na to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112710706426032976?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112710706426032976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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2nd anniversary! :)</title><content type='html'>whew! 2nd year anniversary namin yesterday...ang bilis ng panahon. ang daming nangyari ang dami na agad pinagdaanan pero eto pa din kami. :) ang sarap ng feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday simpleng celebration lang ang ginawa namin, wala kasi kaming pera e. nag-ikot ikot lang sa mall tas tambay sa starbucks nagsagot ng puzzles. ganun lang tas uwi na. di naman importante yung magpunta sa mahal na lugar e, o gumastos ng malaking pera...ang importante e magkasama kami sa araw na yun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to spending the rest of my life with you hon. minsan alam ko grumpy ako, mainitin ang ulo, matampuhin...but it doesnt mean na nababawasan yung pagmamahal ko sayo. naniniwala ako na kaya natin tawanan lahat ng prublema, kayang lagpasan ang lahat ng pagsubok. mahal kasi natin ang isat isa e. i wanna grow old with you lach. love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112608591486306263</id><published>2005-09-07T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T17:38:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday cheng!</title><content type='html'>to my business partner, my ofcmate, my friend, may confidante, pampatibay ng relasyon namin ng yfy ko...this one's for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we will always be here for you no matter what. though at times you know how hot headed i am, how mataray my yfy is...we will always be your true friend. through good times and bad times tayo tayo pa rin ang magkakasama. lets make each other a better person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- HubbYfy&lt;br /&gt;09/07/2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/chengfinal.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/chengfinalresized.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112608591486306263?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112608591486306263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112608591486306263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112608591486306263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112608591486306263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-bday-cheng.html' title='happy bday cheng!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112589781649717921</id><published>2005-09-05T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:23:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven!</title><content type='html'>got this from &lt;a href="http://normeee.blogspot.com/"&gt;normi's&lt;/a&gt; site...walang magawa e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things that scare you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. growing old alone.&lt;br /&gt;2. Death of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;3. maging mahirap, di ko sinasabing mayaman ako pero natatakot ako yung isang araw gigising ako na wala na kami makain ng family ko dahil ang hirap ng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;4. rejection&lt;br /&gt;5. losing my job&lt;br /&gt;6. malugi ang business na itinayo ko &lt;br /&gt;7. be diagnosed with cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you like the most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. coffee and yosi!&lt;br /&gt;2. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;3. making random graphic art in my pc&lt;br /&gt;4. holding yfy's hand&lt;br /&gt;5. playing billiards and basketball&lt;br /&gt;6. answering logic problems with yfy (namiss ko na to sobra, havent got the time to do this)&lt;br /&gt;7. sound trip sa room ko pag umuulan (preferably in the afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven important things in your room:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. PC&lt;br /&gt;2. ashtray &amp; lighter&lt;br /&gt;3. a gallon of water (di ako nakakatulog ng di umiinom ng water)&lt;br /&gt;4. component&lt;br /&gt;5. my ever reliable swivel chair ( dito ako madalas umuupo pagpasok sa room, pag nagbabasa ng book, nagtetext, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;6. my cabinet (recently converted one drawer for the things that are very important to me)&lt;br /&gt;7. books, cds, scented candles, insenso (importante to kasi pag nagsesenti senti ako)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven random facts about you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. im almost 200 lbs. (take note: almost pa lang)&lt;br /&gt;2. di ako makapag work ng maayos pag di ako nakapagyosi habang nagkakape&lt;br /&gt;3. i learned photoshop and other graphic software without any formal training, lahat self study lang. i can say that im fairly good at PS.&lt;br /&gt;4. i have always been a frustrated writer. i have the imagination but the wrting thing is not there. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;5. i came from a public school from gradeschool to college. AND IM SO DAMN PROUD OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;6. i am a sensitive person (take note ulit: sensitive is not relative to being immature)&lt;br /&gt;7. i love nike stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. makapunta sa Italy&lt;br /&gt;2. makitang successful ang business ko&lt;br /&gt;3. makitang secure ang buhay ng mga mahal ko at malalapit sakin&lt;br /&gt;4. maging isang malupit na graphic artist&lt;br /&gt;5. mapublish ang graphic works ko kahit sa isang e-zine, mas maganda kung isang print ad. :)&lt;br /&gt;6. to be a successful entreprenuer&lt;br /&gt;7. magkaron ng mababait na anak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you can do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. photo manipulation in Photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;2. play good basketball&lt;br /&gt;3. magyosi ng tatlong sunod na stick&lt;br /&gt;4. stay awake for 2 straight days&lt;br /&gt;5. play good billiards&lt;br /&gt;6. play organ&lt;br /&gt;7. drink 14 bottles of beer and not get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you can't do:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. do something that i dont believe in&lt;br /&gt;2. leave yfy&lt;br /&gt;3. kumain ng aso&lt;br /&gt;4. go naked in public.&lt;br /&gt;5. di ko kaya yung makulong sa isang bahay ( mala Big Brother) tas kasama ko mga jologs. &lt;br /&gt;6. kumain ng ampalaya&lt;br /&gt;7. magpapako sa krus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things that attract you to the opposite sex:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. personality&lt;br /&gt;2. sweet smile&lt;br /&gt;3. syempre dapat sexy din&lt;br /&gt;4. chinita &lt;br /&gt;5. my common sense, hindi sensitive pagdating sa mga biruan&lt;br /&gt;6. sporty&lt;br /&gt;7. madaming alam, i mean yung may matututunan ka ding ibang bagay sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven things you say the most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. tangina!&lt;br /&gt;2. nantokwa!&lt;br /&gt;3. syet!&lt;br /&gt;4. nye! &lt;br /&gt;5. woohoooo&lt;br /&gt;6. ows? talaga?&lt;br /&gt;7. love you hon! (syempre sa yfy ko lang to)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112589781649717921?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112589781649717921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112589781649717921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112589781649717921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112589781649717921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/09/seven.html' title='seven!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112572362431611442</id><published>2005-09-03T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T13:00:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>astro</title><content type='html'>Para sa tunay na lalaki&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking hindi natatakot&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking hindi natatakot tumalon sa&lt;br /&gt;Bangin&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking lumalangoy sa salamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swabe at mabango&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang mag atubili&lt;br /&gt;Bumili na kayo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking lumilipad at lumulutang&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking nagsi swimming sa kalawakan&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking kumakanta at niroromansa ang&lt;br /&gt;Buwan&lt;br /&gt;Para sa tunay na lalaking kumakain ng kuwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swabe at mabango&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang mag atubili&lt;br /&gt;Bumili na kayo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil eto na&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos mong kumain magyosi ka&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos mong magyosi matulog ka&lt;br /&gt;Mahimbing ka, managinip ka&lt;br /&gt;Mangarap ka, lumipad ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagabi napanood ko sa tv&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking paboritong artista&lt;br /&gt;Ang idol ko&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi nya sakin&lt;br /&gt;Bumili ka ng astro cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;Nagbebenta siya ng ilusyon&lt;br /&gt;Nagbebenta siya ng panaginip&lt;br /&gt;Nagbebenta siya ng pangako&lt;br /&gt;Pangakong lumulutang na parang usok&lt;br /&gt;Na galing sa isang malupit&lt;br /&gt;At mabango at swabeng-swabe&lt;br /&gt;At umaapoy na astro cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swabe at mabango&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang mag atubili&lt;br /&gt;Bumili na kayo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw sa palengke&lt;br /&gt;Sa dumaguete nakakita ako&lt;br /&gt;Ng astro cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;Bumili ako ng isang pakete&lt;br /&gt;Sumakay ng tricycle&lt;br /&gt;Papunta sa buwan at nagsindi&lt;br /&gt;Nagsindi, nagrelax, nag enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Hinithit ang ang isang buong pakete&lt;br /&gt;Binuksan ang mata&lt;br /&gt;At nagdancing dancing sa ibabaw ng mga planeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swabe at mabango&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang mag atubili&lt;br /&gt;Bumili na kayo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil eto na&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ang&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Astro&lt;br /&gt;Astro cigarette...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112572362431611442?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112572362431611442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112572362431611442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112572362431611442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112572362431611442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/09/astro.html' title='astro'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112565184855161308</id><published>2005-09-02T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T17:05:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high school days...</title><content type='html'>So I was on the jeepney on the way home this morning when I found myself sitting beside three high school girls, and someone's younger sister, from a nearby public school. One girl, with long lashes and pretty doe eyes, is gabbing away about boys -- about 4 or 5 of them, I can't keep up with the names, "Si Elmo, cute naman si Elmo ah!" "Sasama yun sina Richard, atsaka si Bien!" -- and her crush, Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's sitting beside her plain-looking friend (these pretty girls, they're always sitting beside their plain-looking friends), who is also yapping away about how she (Plain Jane) told Joseph that Doe Eyes has a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ano sabi mo?" asks Doe Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;"Basta sabi ko six letters, sabi nya sino na nga, sabi ko basta ganun, tapos ang kulit e di sinabi ko na lang," says Plain Jane.&lt;br /&gt;"Ano sabi nya? Baka naman di na nya ako pansinin," Doe Eyes shrieks into the full jeepney. "Basta sabi ko parang wala lang, parang di nya alam, ganun."&lt;br /&gt;"Basta ha, parang walang nagbago dapat," Doe Eyes is beside herself in glee.&lt;br /&gt;She is obviously the pivot point of this little group.&lt;br /&gt;She looks at the younger sister, "Charlotte (this is the first time I have actually heard of a Filipina having the name Charlotte) ha! Baka naman bukas alam na yan ng buong bayan!" Charlotte (or maybe Sharlot) giggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then proceeds to tell them about how nice Joseph is to her, "Di ba narinig mo naman kanina," she prods the third girl, the one who hasn't spoken a word yet, "Nung nanghiram ako ng bolpen sabi niya, 'Eto o gamitin mo', ang bait bait, lagi ako pinapansin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then something amazing happens: third girl, let's call her The Quiet One, looks wistfully down the corridor of the jeepney, out into the world. I recognize the look instantly: she's in love with Joseph, whoever he is. Probably the school jock. She mumbles something in agreement with Doe Eyes on the fine qualities of this Joseph person, and then she looks away, out, far from the egoistic ramblings, the subtle assurance of her homeliness, the heartbreak, and I know that look, I've seen it a million times, about 80% of those when I was in high school myself. Sometimes I was Doe Eyes, sometimes Plain Jane, but more often than not, I was the looker myself, I was The Quiet One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I recognize how much that stings, how cruel it always is; you're always friends with the pretty girl who gets all the boys. Even though you're much more intelligent, or much more fun in terms of conversation. And the Josephs never see you, and the Doe Eyes always make it hurt a little more by getting you to agree that the Josephs are cute and sweet as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not Doe Eyes' fault; you can't chastize her for not being sensitive enough, or just for being unbelievably dense. I too have been lost in clouds of my own making because of a borrowed pen, or the way my crush said hi to me that day. Once I found a chewed-down pencil in Physics class with my name on it (my name!) and that was enough to get me on a high for weeks. When I found out who "accidentally" left it behind, I was even more elated; he later became a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a crush was much more fun during high school; and now that it's been a decade, I find myself regressing back to the days when a smile was a smile, and it was good. College and the few years after were the times when inhibition was the trend, and misinterpretation was more the norm than the aberration, given that a smile could be interpreted in any number of ways, most of them unpleasant. Now that I have been in a stable relationship for a few years, when I see someone attractive I don't feel the urge to assert myself, but if he smiles, I smile, and it's all good. And that's it, end of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moral of my story is that high school never changes; there will always be Doe Eyes, and Plain Janes, and The Quiet Ones, and Josephs. And they will always have roles to play. And then everyone graduates and grows up and becomes a little cynical, and then decides to let it all play out as it should, because in the end that's how things work, and everything works out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;from peyups.com titled High School Never Changes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;come to think of it, most of us (if not all of us) have gone through this stage. im not bragging but back in my high school days, i can say that i am the DOE EYES, im one of the glamour boys of our school then. somehow there was also regret on my part eventhough im one of the popular personalities in school. I was not recognized with what i know but with how i look. im just an average kid when it comes to academics. anyways, bottomline is i had so much fun when i was in high school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parang nung high school pag nagmahal ka totoong totoo, parang sya na ang buhay mo at damang dama mo pag magkasama kayo, magkahawak kamay, kakain ng sabay....tapos nun pag tumuntong ng college at nagsisimula ng magka idea sa sex, the overflowing love you once shared with your gf will soon transform into lust....right after the first time you did it, the love is now lost forever. eventually it will become confusing, if the feeling you have for your significant other is actually love or lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112565184855161308?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112565184855161308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112565184855161308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112565184855161308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112565184855161308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/09/high-school-days.html' title='high school days...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112529410125835234</id><published>2005-08-29T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T13:41:41.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxing weekend...</title><content type='html'>I had a very relaxing weekend....nagtulog, nagpakababoy (kumain ng kumain ang ibig sabihin nun), nagbilyar, umattend ng binyag ng isa sa mga closest friends ko nung di pa ko nagwowork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon nag-ninong ako sa binyag ng anak ng kadikit ko na si olan. naisip ko buti pa tong pareng olan ko, tapos na sa mga hirap ng buhay, i mean nakalagpas na sya sa mga prublema ng isang binatang kaedad ko- ang magpakasal at magsimula ng pamilya. sa panahon ngayon parang ang hirap pumasok sa pag-aasawa, hindi dahil sa mahirap humanap ng taong gusto mong makasama habang buhay...kundi dahil sa hirap ng buhay dito sa pilipinas ngayon. plano ko by next year sana makapagpakasal na kami ng yfy ko. pero the way things are going in our lives right now, di ko pa masigurado ang plano ko. overdue na nga ang ibang plano ko, ang magkakotse, ang makaipon ng sapat para sa kasal, ang mailagay sa maayos ang parents ko. gusto ko kasi sana silang ikuha ng isang bahay na dun na talaga sila tatanda...sa ngayon kasi umuupa lang kami, may sarili kaming bahay nun kaya lang binigay namin sa bunsong kapatid ng ermat ko kasi pinaalis sila sa bahay nila, tapos sa kasamaang palad e nasunog naman yung bahay namin na yun. kaya eto kami umuupa, yung tito ko nakatira samin at yung pamilya niya nakatira sa partido ng asawa nya. di nila kaya magpagawa ng bahay at di din nila kayang kumuha ng paupahang bahay kasi di kaya ng income nila. nakapag-aaral pa naman ang 2 kong pinsan sa tito kong yun kaya lang medyo tiis tiis din, bawas ang luho, di sa lahat ng araw masarap ang pagkain, di sa lahat ng araw kasama nila ang tatay nila. nakakaawa kung iisipin mo pero ganun talaga e at mukhang matatagalan pa sila sa ganung sitwasyon dahil hindi rin gumagaan ang mamuhay sa pinas ngayon. isa to sa mga nga nagiging hamon sakin kaya ayokong basta basta pasukin ang pag-aasawa, ayokong pahirapan ang magulang ko na akuin pa ang pag-aasawa ko. hanggat maaari sana ay ako o kami na ng mapapangasawa ko ang gagastos ng lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko pa dati nung high school pa lang kami ng mga barkada ko, sabi ng marami ako ang isa sa mga unang mag-aasawa sa barkada namin. di ko alam kung bakit ganun, siguro nung time na yun isa ako sa mga unang nagkagf. pero tingnan mo ngayon, sino na lang ang eligible bachelor samin...2 or 3 na lang yata kami ni donde n mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how time flies. minsan napapabuntong hininga na lang ako pag naaalala ko yung mga bagay na yun. at isa lang ang naiisip ko, ang layo na din ng narating ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112529410125835234?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112529410125835234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112529410125835234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112529410125835234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112529410125835234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/relaxing-weekend.html' title='relaxing weekend...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112486100561180179</id><published>2005-08-24T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T14:17:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang saya!</title><content type='html'>ni-celebrate ko yung birthday ko last saturday dun sa bilyaran malapit sa shop namin. ang saya grabe...lahat ng expected ko pumunta. kakatuwa kasi matagal tagal na din kaming di nakakasama ng mga kaibigan ko. bale nagrent ako ng 2 mesa para sa bilyar saka ktv. ang saya saya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010891.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010891resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rack em up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010905.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010905resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L-R: mike, utol, donde, erwin, george, olan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010930.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010930resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;olan, mike, the birthday boy, caieh, erwin &amp; rowen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010934.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010934resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yfy ko!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010944resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;olan &amp;amp; mike in the elims round&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010945resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mike in action! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010959.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010959resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sila ba?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010964.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010964resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;utol, rowen, erwin, yfy, caieh &amp; donde&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010972resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;donde playing the nine ball..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010974.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010974resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;utol's turn on the nine ball&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010975.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010975resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its yfy's turn to shine!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010981.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010981resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;poging pogi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010986resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;starbuck west ave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010993.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010993resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheng, model ng starbucks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011006resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thanks for the cake guys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011007resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;utol &amp;amp; birthday boy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011008resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pucha sila ba talaga?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011009resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me &amp; yfy sa starbucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011014resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;masakit ang tyan...tsk tsk tsk...sobra sa inom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011016resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lucky boy rowen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0011019resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...welcome to the candy shop...whats up homie??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010894.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010894resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;billy, cheng, yfy, drew, jan-jan, happy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010899.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010899resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;antonio family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010902.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010902resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sarap!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010932.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010932resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yfy &amp;amp; jan-jan playing billiards&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010943.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010943resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;billy baliw!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010965.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010965resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tropa ko sa ofc...except for jan-jan of course...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010979.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/bday%202005/R0010979resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;rowen's car going to punchline in quezon ave.&lt;br /&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/10204447-112486100561180179?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112486100561180179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112486100561180179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112486100561180179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112486100561180179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/ang-saya.html' title='ang saya!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112434931252073901</id><published>2005-08-18T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T15:27:41.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bisperas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ang sarap...bukas birthday ko na... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag na nating pag usapan kung ilang taon na ko.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medyo matanda na din ako a...sabi nila ang edad ko daw e marrying stage na. hmmm...nasa edad na nga ako pero malayo pa ko sa pagiging ready sa pag aasawa. siguro emotionally and intelectually oo pero financially e malayo-layo pa. yoko kasi ng maghirap o mahirapan ang pamilya ko balang araw dahil di ako nag prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi naman ng isang ofcmate ko dati, di ka magiging handa sa pag aasawa lalo na financially. mas masarap daw yung sinasalubong mo ang prublema ng may kahawak kamay...kung sa bagay, tama nga din naman...pero di pa din ako ok sa ganun e...as much as possible e kahit konting naipon meron ako para naman di mukang kawawa ang mga magiging anak ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may binabasa ko ngayong book, hinirap ko sa isang ofcmate..matagal ko na syang gustong bilin pero tuwing hahanapin ko sya sa national e out of stock. magaling din ang author nya na si MITCH ALBOM. una kong nabasa ang &lt;a href="http://www.millikin.edu/mr/booksmagazines/f9912.html"&gt;TUESDAY'S WITH MORRIE&lt;/a&gt;, ngayon naman e &lt;a href="http://www.albomfivepeople.com/"&gt;THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN&lt;/a&gt;. ang galing ng book, although di ko pa sya natatapos, ang dami ko ng natutunan... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/fivepeoplecov_new.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/Morriecover.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if you have the extra money, buy these book...you will learn a lot from this author. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;eto alam ko long overdue na to, pero gusto ko sana mabasa din yung da vinci code saka angels and demons ni dan brown. may nakita kasi ako sa bookstore this week na secrets to da vinci's code and secrets to angels and demons. hmmm...interesting di ba? kaya yun...sabi nila pag mahina daw ang faith mo kay Big J or sa paniniwala mo sa taas e wag kang magbasa ng mga librong to...kasi baka paniwalaan mo daw at mawalan ka ng faith kay GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know if you already heard of LANDMARK FORUM, this morning nagkaron kami ng sneak peek regarding this seminar. its more of a personality thing, how to change your outlook in life chuva. :) maganda sana itry kaya lang sobrang mahal. a whopping 15,ooo pesosesoses. tangina kung gusto ko i-improve ang outlook ko sa buhay e gagastusin ko na lang sa sarili ko yun imbes na ibayad sa kanila noh. 15K is 15K, di mo mapupulot yun sa kalsada para hindi indahin yun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;comment ko lang dito sa LANDMARK FORUM na to, if they really want to help other people, they need to make it more affordable. as ive said 15K is 15K. kahit na gusto ng maraming taong maexperience yung mga sinasabi nilang transformation na yan, yung fee ang pipigil sa kanila. you can do so many things with 15K. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yun lang.... :) happy happy birthday sakin bukas. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112434931252073901?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112434931252073901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112434931252073901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112434931252073901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112434931252073901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/bisperas.html' title='bisperas'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112408512229217775</id><published>2005-08-15T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T13:52:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>depressed....again...</title><content type='html'>im starting to get depressed....again. parang eto ako tatanda nanaman ng isang taon, pero ganun pa din ang buhay ko. hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still having the same financial problems as what i have last year, it may have gotten worse this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prang eto nanaman, naramdaman ko nanaman ang mga pressures ng buhay ko. prang i keep on thinking of ways on how to get out of this mess, pero tangina nyan i cant seem to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i envisioned that im problem free this august, but then again eto tangina di nanaman ako sumunod sa plano ko..bulshet talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... sa totoo lang di ko na alam ang gagawin ko, promise. di ko alam kung san ako magsisimula, di ko alam kung ano dapat kong gawin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pre birthday depression...syet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112408512229217775?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112408512229217775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112408512229217775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112408512229217775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112408512229217775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/depressedagain.html' title='depressed....again...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112374060712933847</id><published>2005-08-11T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T14:10:07.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time management 101</title><content type='html'>i feel so tired lately....i have many things in mind and many things i want to do but i dont have the time and strength. I have a flash mx book at home but until now i cant find the time to open it...i have at least 5 books i want to read but again, no time. tsk tsk tsk. whats keeping me busy? business and new work. work has been draining my strength lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a vacation. i have to sacrifice one thing in order to do another. good thing im not going to the shop anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing its already thursday. hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112374060712933847?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112374060712933847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112374060712933847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112374060712933847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112374060712933847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/time-management-101.html' title='time management 101'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112373559510166054</id><published>2005-08-11T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T12:46:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Cup of Coffee</title><content type='html'>A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old University of Notre Dame lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain lookingand some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said:"If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken up, leavingbehind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only thebest for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for thebetter cups and are eyeing each other's cups."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position insociety are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but thequality of Life doesn't change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffeein it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112373559510166054?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112373559510166054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112373559510166054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112373559510166054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112373559510166054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/cup-of-coffee.html' title='a Cup of Coffee'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112356160937442317</id><published>2005-08-09T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T12:26:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fulfilling</title><content type='html'>on lunch break ang training ko ngayon. kanina mga 10.45am pinag break ko ang mga trainees ko, well 2 lang naman sila na parehong lalaki. yosi ako sa baba together with my yfy then balik ako sa training ko after 15 mins. i was surprised because there was a can of soda (coke to be exact ) sitting at my desk. then one of them told me, "hey paul that is for you"...na-touch ako tangina...la lang, parang kakaibang feeling yun kasi someone really appreciates what you are doing. maybe its their way of thanking me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalo akong ginanahan magtrain. after all the preparations and hardwork, its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang, share ko lang. first time kasi e.hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112356160937442317?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112356160937442317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112356160937442317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112356160937442317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112356160937442317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/fulfilling.html' title='fulfilling'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112323343007485269</id><published>2005-08-05T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T17:17:10.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"proton is actually negative and electron is positive"</title><content type='html'>bago ko makarating sa ofc, sasakay ako ng tatlong jeep tas isang fx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina, nakasakay na ko sa pangatlong ride ko papuntang ofc...nung kalagitnaan ng byahe may biglang sumabit na isang mama...mejo nasa mid 40's na sya, nakasalamin, malaki ang katawan pero medyo kapos sa height. maayos naman ang pananamit. makalagpas ang ilang kanto e may bumaba at sya namang upo nitong taong ito. nagbayad sya. dahil sa inaantok pa ko, nakapikit ako at gusto kong umidlip. maya maya e eto na...ang mama biglang nagsalita ng malakas ng "excuse me lang po"...so ako naman napadilat, kala ko kung ano ang kailangan nya sakin...tas eto na..."ako po si Salenga, engineer po ako...natuklasan ko po na ang proton ay negative charge at ang electron ay positive charge. ayaw po nila kong ilagay sa dyaryo at ayaw nilang kilalanin ang natuklasan ko kasi po mapapahiya ang mga scientist sa buong mundo." yung salita pa lang nya na yun sinabi ko na sa sarili ko "tangina naman o, antok ako e....katarantaduhan lang to, tsk". kung ano ano pa ang sinabi nya tungkol sa mga natuklasan nya na ang energy daw nanggagaling sa araw ay malamig...NANTOKWA! may mga nakinig, may mga dedma...isa ako sa mga nandedma....tangina naman, inaantok ka, nag-aalala kang wag ma-late sa trabaho mo, iniisip mo ang mga tatrabahuhin mo sa opisina tas biglang may isang tao na mangungulit sayo...syet talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang akin lang e, hindi proper venue para sa kanya ang isang jeep na ang lahat ng tao ay nagmamadali, inaantok o may ibang iniisip. kung tama ang mga natuklasan nya, di sya mabibigyang atensyon sa isang jeep. mga tao nga naman o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matagal ko ng naririnig tong SALENGA na ito. nakikita ko din ang mga sulat nya sa mga poste ng LRT (kung madadaan kayo sa Rizal Avenue, tingin lang kayo sa mga poste ng LRT at sigurado di pa kayo nakakalagpas ng 10 poste makikita nyo na ang mga vandal nya dun, tsk tsk tsk). college pa lang ako ganun na ang ginagawa nya. tsk, kawawa naman pero sya din ang nagmumukang tanga sa mga ginagawa nya. naalala ko pa, kanina sinabi nya pa na pinalalabas daw ng gobyerno e lokoloko daw sya....pero kung ganun ang paraan nya, malamang sa loob ng jeep na yun may nag-iisip na talagang may tama sya...isa na ko sa mga taong yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung totoo man o hindi ang mga sinasabi nya e wala akong alam...mas pagtutuunan ko ng pansin ang mga prublema ko kesa patunayan na ang electron ay positive. syet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112323343007485269?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112323343007485269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112323343007485269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112323343007485269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112323343007485269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/proton-is-actually-negative-and.html' title='&quot;proton is actually negative and electron is positive&quot;'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112313611753326851</id><published>2005-08-04T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T14:15:17.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malas!</title><content type='html'>pucha, kahapon naglaro kami ng basketball dito sa may Dumlao Gym....after ng laro nagpapalit ng 1K na buo ang ofcmate ko kasi wala syang pambayad dun sa gym, since meron akong dalawang 500, nagmagandang loob ako. tapos yung 1K na buo e nilagay ko sa bulsa ng bag ko. nag aya ang yfy ko na kumain so kain kami ng dinner tas nung magbabayad na kami, pucha wala na ang 1K ko. Shet. malas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inisip ko na lang na mas may nangangailangan nun kesa sakin...pero kailangan ko din ng money... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas talaga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112313611753326851?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112313611753326851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112313611753326851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112313611753326851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112313611753326851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/08/malas.html' title='malas!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112237038747360709</id><published>2005-07-26T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:33:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>value</title><content type='html'>how i wish you would also value my time as much as i value yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept on telling myself that someday you will change for the better....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112237038747360709?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112237038747360709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112237038747360709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112237038747360709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112237038747360709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/value.html' title='value'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112200056244702846</id><published>2005-07-22T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T10:49:22.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the love of the game...</title><content type='html'>kahapon leave kami ng yfy ko...bakit kami leave? kasi maglalaro ako ng basketball. at ang layo pa ng pinaglaruan ko, GEN TRIAS CAVITE. nakilaro ako sa team ng utol ko sa office. tangina sobrang layo pala ng ofc ng utol ko, kakapagod ang byahe. di nga sana ko papasok ngayon dahil sa sakit ng katawan ko, di dahil sa paglalaro kundi sa byahe, sakit ng lower back ko, nabugbog yata sa byahe. tsk. i would do anything, go anywhere para lang maglaro ng basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112200056244702846?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112200056244702846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112200056244702846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112200056244702846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112200056244702846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/for-love-of-game.html' title='for the love of the game...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112122673198407919</id><published>2005-07-13T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T11:53:01.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd monthsary!</title><content type='html'>kahapon ni-celebrate namin ang aming ika dalawamput dalawang buwang pagmamahalan ng yfy ko. :) la lang simple lang, dinner lang saka tambay, cofi kami tas sagot ng puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple lang pero masaya, ganun ang bonding namin e saka pangrelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yun lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112122673198407919?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112122673198407919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112122673198407919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112122673198407919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112122673198407919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/22nd-monthsary.html' title='22nd monthsary!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112113760739193135</id><published>2005-07-12T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T11:06:47.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too bad it had to end this way...</title><content type='html'>uhm...kakalungkot. ewan ko bakit ganun, its the end of a beautiful friendship. tsk. ganun yata talaga. minsan kasi di ko na lang din masakyan ang mga bagay bagay e...magulo. parang ibang iba na...maybe its because we are not that close na, he has a different view of things unlike nung dikit pa kami. maybe its for the better, maybe its for the worse. di ko alam sa totoo lang. if it needs to be this way to realize things, then so be it. di ko akalain na darating sa ganito, pero eto na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still consider him as a friend. di naman mawawala yun e...how i wish he could also learn how to value a friend. how i wish he could learn the true meaning of friendship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112113760739193135?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112113760739193135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112113760739193135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112113760739193135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112113760739193135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/too-bad-it-had-to-end-this-way.html' title='too bad it had to end this way...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112061841860140659</id><published>2005-07-06T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T10:53:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tangna..naaadik ako sa isang computer game ngayon, yung HOYLES FRIDAY NIGHT POKER GAME. potah ewan ko ba, adik na adik ako maglaro ng cards ngayon, ang paborito ko dun e yung Texas Hold'em...yun yung game na napapanuod sa cable. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at isa pa, eto nanaman at nangangati ako sa pagbibilyar. naglaro kami kagabi ni lach, ganda ng laro ko....and yfy is slowing getting better. sabi ko sa kanya, isa sa mga pangarap ko samin e sana dumating yung time na pareho na kami ng level sa bilyar...i mean magkasing galing na kami. sarap nun di ba, parang pag may isang bagay kayong di mapagkasunduan e daanin na lang sa bilyar. hehe. hinde honestly ang sarap ng feeling pag magkapareho kayo ng hilig ng mahal mo, gaya namin we share the same passion for billiards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami kong gustong gawin, tsk. wala naman akong panahon para sa lahat. hay...balak ko palang mag gym, papatanggal ng belly, hehe. magpapaka hunk ako, papakondisyon na din para sa basketball tourney this coming august. nagsimula na ko magbasketball last sunday, tangina para akong tanga sa court. nadidis-orient ako, kinakapos ng hininga, di makatalon at kung ano ano pang kaboklogan. pero masarap. excited na nga ako ulit this sunday e, hopefully e maganda na ilaro ko. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112061841860140659?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112061841860140659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112061841860140659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112061841860140659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112061841860140659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/tangna.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112055304417179674</id><published>2005-07-05T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T16:44:04.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates...</title><content type='html'>last last sunday nakapagpakabit na kami ng signage namin ni cheng sa shop...grabe ang laki talaga ng nagagawa ng signage. dami ng nagtatanong ng refill and more than 5 na din ang nag walk in pra magparefill. kakatuwa, eto na yung matagal naming hinihintay...mejo baon na din kami ni cheng sa mga gastos, ganun pala kahirap magset up ng business....ngayon kahit siguro bilin sakin to ng kalahating milyon o kahit isang milyon pa di ko ibebenta tong business na to e. dugot pawis na din ang puhunan dito e. sobrang napamahal na din ang business na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regarding naman sa ermat ko, nung friday nagpacheck up kami, kasi nga may nararamdaman sya sa tyan nya. papuntang hospital kinakabahan ako, pano kung meron ngang cancer ang nanay ko? ano gagawin ko? di ko alam kung pano magrereact. dasal ako ng dasal na sana e wala namang masamang findings. awa ng Diyos wala namang nakita yung doctor, tingin ko healthy naman ang colon ng mommy ko. may nakuha lang isang polyp, tinanggal yun tas pina biopsy. sobrang relieved ako nung matapos yung test. naisip ko na di pa din talaga kami pinababayaan ni GOD. pero sa October ooperahan pa din sya, kasi may myoma sya. sabi ng mga kakilala ko e di naman daw mahirap na operation yun, kaya lang may tendency bumalik. di ko pa alam kung ano ang decision ng mommy e. tuwa din sya at walang prublema ang colon nya kaya maganda ang mood nya this past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dami ko din naisip nung nasa hospital ako, sumampal sakin na eventually iiwan din kami ng parents ko, masakit isipin to pero dapat paghandaan. natakot ako...pano kung mawala sila na di pa ko ready? pano kung biglaan? pano kung malaman ko nung araw na yun na may cancer ang nanay ko? paikot ikot yun sa utak ko. maliit lang kami ang pamilya namin, 2 lang kaming magkapatid. honestly e marami pa ko gusto ipadama sa kanila. di pa ko nakakabawi sa lahat ng nagawa nila para sakin. isa sa mga rason ko kung bakit ako nagbusiness e para magkaron ng extra income di para sa sarili ko, kundi para sa kanila. gusto ko silang dalin sa ibat ibang lugar, makita ko silang masaya, at higit sa lahat e makitang maayos ang buhay nila bago ko mag asawa. mukang matagal pa yun pero di ako nawawalan ng pagasa. alam ko naman na di ako pinababayaan ni GOD e. at alam ko di nya ko pababayaan dahil ang lahat ng plano e di lang para sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang, medyo naging madrama ang entry na to, gusto ko kasing sabihin sa lahat ng makakabasa ng blog ko na MAIKLI LANG ANG BUHAY. na sana e maibigay din natin sa mga nag alaga satin ang kapalit ng mga paghihirap nila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112055304417179674?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112055304417179674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112055304417179674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112055304417179674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112055304417179674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/07/updates.html' title='updates...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-112001554981134916</id><published>2005-06-29T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T11:25:49.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dahil may isang nagcomment...</title><content type='html'>thanks lyle...really appreciate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...ano pa ba ang dapat gawin...e di ituloy ang pagboblog dahil may isang anghel na nagbabasa ng blog ko... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa sa mga rason kung bakit ako nagboblog e pampatanggal stress, hingahan ng sama ng loob at higit sa lahat gusto ko magsulat. alam ko di ako magaling magsulat, wala lang gusto ko lang...frustration ko din yun e...ang maging isang mahusay na manunulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, isa sa mga talagang binabasa kong blog e yung kay &lt;a href="http://jetdavid.pansitan.net/"&gt;jet&lt;/a&gt;. asawa sya ni &lt;a href="http://kwentongtambay.nicanordavid.com/"&gt;batjay&lt;/a&gt;, isa sa mga pinaka kwelang blog na napuntahan ko. matagal tagal ko na ding sinusubaybayan ang blog nitong couple na to...si jet as in ang galing magsulat, di mo na kailangang mag imagine at mag isip malalim para makuha mo kung ano ang sinasabi nya. si batjay naman e super kwela, medyo green ang mga banat nya, at the same time e madami ka ding matututunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano na nga ba ang nangyari sa buhay ko nitong mga nakaraang araw? hmm...o nga pala, nagbday ang &lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com/"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; ko. simple lang nag celebration, actually wala ngang celebration e eheheh...leave kami ng friday pero di kami lumabas, la na kasi kaming pera e. saturday naman punta sa sm manila to pay CC bill tas tambay sandali sa SBC for a cup of coffee and yosi. mga 5pm uwi na kami sa kanila dahil may konting handa sya sa kanila. tapos mga 7pm nun biglang umulan ng lakas, tas yun wala ganung pumunta. nagtong-its lang kami ni kuya jay na sinabayan ko na din ng inom. nakauwi ako mga 2am na. lasing na talo pa. hehe pero ok lang masaya naman e. as in tanggap ako sa bahay nila. sunday talaga bday ng yfy ko, pero since wala kaming pera dumaan na lang kami sa simbahan tas punta sa shop. nisurprise namin sya ni cheng, bumili si cheng ng cake at pagdating namin dun nagulat sya kasi may konti kaming inihanda para sa kanya. feel ko naman na natuwa sya. simple pero masaya. dun ko na din binigay yung gift ko sa kanya, kakahiya nga e CD lang ang gift ko, leche kasi e as in walang wala akong pera, inutang ko pa yun kay cheng. tapos monday punta naman kami binondo to pay bills ulit, tas direcho tutuban mall to have coffee sa frio mixx. yun lang, tas uwi na din ng mga 6pm. masaya ang aming four day rest. nafeel ko na di naman ganun ka-kailangan ang pera, basta magkasama kami at masaya kahit na tipid tipid ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana may sweldo na mamaya... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-112001554981134916?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/112001554981134916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=112001554981134916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112001554981134916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/112001554981134916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/dahil-may-isang-nagcomment.html' title='dahil may isang nagcomment...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111942406986772252</id><published>2005-06-22T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T15:07:49.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la lang</title><content type='html'>wala naman nagbabasa ng blog na to so i might as well kill it. no one is commenting on my entries, walang nagiiwan ng tag...hay...siguro gawa na lang ako ng private blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats it. this will be my las t entry on this blog. c u around. (kung sino man ang mapadpad dito)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111942406986772252?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111942406986772252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111942406986772252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111942406986772252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111942406986772252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/la-lang.html' title='la lang'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111863054866919749</id><published>2005-06-13T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T10:42:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang tagal na din...</title><content type='html'>hay ang bilis talaga ng panahon...naaalala ko pa yung mga unang buwan namin ng yfy ko, tapos ngayon eto 21 months na kami kahapon. :) ang bilis ng panahon...sobrang daming nangyari. sobrang dami na agad namin pinagdaanan. sa lahat ng yun, eto pa din kami, mas lalong minamahal ang isat isa...di lang bewang ko at katawan ko ang lumalaki pati na din ang pagtitinginan namin..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still enjoy each others company, we still miss each other pag di kami nagkita ng isang araw. how we long to see each others smile. ganun. i just cant imagine myself without yfy. ganun kami. ang sarap kasi pag yung mahal mo nakakausap mo ng seryosong usap, magkapantay kayo ng "wavelength"...kabisado nyo ang isat isa. we still feel the warmth when one says "i love you"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey, thanks for everything....sasabihin ko sayo yung parati mong sinasabi sakin..."HON, YOU ARE THE BEST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko we still have a long way to go, sana makaya natin lahat ng mga darating na pagsubok. sana tayo pa din nag magkahawak ng kamay habang naglalakas papunta sa kung saan man. magkasalo kumain, sana ikaw pa din ang kasama ko pagtanda ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal na mahal kita hon... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111863054866919749?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111863054866919749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111863054866919749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111863054866919749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111863054866919749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/ang-tagal-na-din.html' title='ang tagal na din...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111862920790053902</id><published>2005-06-13T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T10:20:07.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teambuilding</title><content type='html'>nasa villa escudero kami last weekend ng &lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com/"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; dahil teambuilding namin dito sa ofc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto mga pics namin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/01.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/teambuilding01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/02.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/teambuilding02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/03.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/teambuilding03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/04.JPG" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/teambuilding04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/05.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/teambuilding/teambuilding05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang, la naman gano maikwento e...la naman kasi ginawa dun, relax relax lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111862920790053902?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111862920790053902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111862920790053902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111862920790053902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111862920790053902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/teambuilding.html' title='teambuilding'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111828708979271129</id><published>2005-06-09T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:18:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALUE</title><content type='html'>The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete. Remember, spend some time with your loved ones because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind. AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111828708979271129?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111828708979271129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111828708979271129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111828708979271129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111828708979271129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/06/value.html' title='VALUE'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111744662928933788</id><published>2005-05-30T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:04:03.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im starting to get comfortable with my new job. im so thankful that the first ones i have trained are the people i already know.im currently conducting a training. Korean sya...hirap pala pag may language barrier, hirap mag explain ng mga bagay bagay. but i take it as a challenge, i hope to see this agent be a very good Technical Support Engineer. im also starting to get busy....pero siguro sa simula lang to, once i get the hang of it masasanay na din ako. kasi ngayon i always take a look at my notes to verify what topics i need to discuss and what topics have i forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, it has been an experience for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just watched Star Wars Episode III nung friday, last full show sa edsa shangrila. isa lang ang masasabi ko....TWO THUMBS UP!!! grabe ang galing, although nalungkot ako sa nangyari kay Annakin, ang bilis ng transition nya from a JEDI to a SITH. galing nga e, isa sa mga natutunan ko dun e yung sabi ni YODA: "learn to let go of the things you love"...basta basta ang galing ng pagkakagawa, isa to sa mga films na talagang hanga ako, dalang dala ko sa story. feel ko yung mga emotions ng characters at naabsorb ko yung mga emotions nila. la lang, siguro talagang fanatic lang ako ng STAR WARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, for those ppl na gusto ng quality movie at may kaalaman sa STAR WARS, ITS ALL WORTH IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111744662928933788?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111744662928933788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111744662928933788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111744662928933788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111744662928933788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-starting-to-get-comfortable-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111690654722906092</id><published>2005-05-24T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T11:49:07.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good read!</title><content type='html'>Manila International Airport, 2:00 am. It's been two years since she had last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed. Her last memory of this airport was when Miguel&lt;br /&gt;dropped her off. She was on her way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street. "Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack. "LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with some nerdy economist in the next two years." "Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New York." That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the immigration counters, thinking ofhow much she missed seeing Miguel. How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get the time to chat with him and buy a webcam. She's finally out. "Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit. TGW926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as the driver got off. "Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her. "I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm. It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug. "Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage. "Then we'll have more time for hugging and chika."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay." Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the screen. "You should really get that." "No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that&lt;br /&gt;we go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist that you spend tomorrow with her." Miguel was talking about her mother. Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom&lt;br /&gt;anymore, she should let Tita Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter. "Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you nap po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me. Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He&lt;br /&gt;got a hold of the phone and answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow." We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway? "Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from&lt;br /&gt;asking. "Sugar ha?" "I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way,kamusta na si Edward?" "Edward?" "Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong klase ka ba naming girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka makalimutan mo rin ako." "Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a cool guy and loves Bea a lot. "He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may balak ata..." "Balak na?" "Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to you kasi." "Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris." At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the living room. She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek. "Hay anak, kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nito si Miguel?" "Opo, Tita." She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things about this woman. She can't  remember a time when she had been unkind to her and yes, she loves her like her own mother.&lt;br /&gt;"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos magdesisyon." "Po?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans. "Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious. "Bukas na lang."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage. "Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar?&lt;br /&gt;Tsaka bakit parang worried nanay mo sa iyo?" "Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here." "Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na." They were both standing as the door to the guest room. "Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this house. I'll see you tomorrow." Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita Doris. "Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?" "Sinundo si Sugar." "Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako." "Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though. Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?" She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris  suddenly serious? "Opo naman." "Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going to propose a week ago. Did he propose?" Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length hair and looked very feminine. "Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancee`." It&lt;br /&gt;felt as if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what? Blood rushed to her head. She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her heart beating a hundred beats&lt;br /&gt;per minute. "Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she&lt;br /&gt;looked back as if she was consoling her. "Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm&lt;br /&gt;getting married on Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise."&lt;br /&gt;She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him. She even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of him or else I will snatch him under your&lt;br /&gt;nose." It sounded as if she was just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner. In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it. "He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as if they had been friends for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure he has." Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the things she does. They both came from the same high&lt;br /&gt;school. As she tried to get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal Bea could find. They&lt;br /&gt;talked about the wedding details, the dress, the ring, the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon&lt;br /&gt;together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this is really&lt;br /&gt;a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping needs. Except that this is not one of those days... Except that this woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's&lt;br /&gt;fiancee`. Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes. "You should really get that" Sugar told Bea. "Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh I have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancee`." The words almost got stuck in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile. "Listen, I'll call you later. I have very good news for you." Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than Platonic?" Bea and Miguel looked at each other then looked at their&lt;br /&gt;own hands. Miguel's gaze turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like that." "As in?" Sugar inquired. "LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle&lt;br /&gt;for me. I can't keep up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled, his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show. "I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a little hint of disappointment. "Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling. "Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him."&lt;br /&gt;Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward. "Hello? Edward. Here goes. Yes. The answer is Yes." ********* The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing bride.&lt;br /&gt;"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, love what I&lt;br /&gt;know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us." Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away from the spectators. Tears  streaming down her flushed cheeks. ********** Bea is once again on her way to the airport.  Miguel is driving for her, this time with a wedding ring on his left finger. "Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman kaya tao magkikita?" "Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?" Miguel just smiled. "Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of&lt;br /&gt;days dib a?" "You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before. The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're&lt;br /&gt;good in your field and I thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar. She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves me more than you do." She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his vows, but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he&lt;br /&gt;move on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy. "I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel. "Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward propose?" Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire ring set in platinum. "Yes."Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation. Edward was the best version of you that I can find in New York."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111690654722906092?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111690654722906092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111690654722906092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111690654722906092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111690654722906092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-read.html' title='good read!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111596858420226206</id><published>2005-05-13T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T15:16:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have already conducted my first training. actually its just a 1/2 day training, but still ako pa din yung trainor. kakatuwa lang. its a good thing for me to actually train the people i already know. somehow i know it is a success. and i was able to convey all the messages i want to instill in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for my work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tataas nanaman ang pamasahe by june, syet! ibig sabihin P7.50 na ang isang sakay sa jeep. hirap na din talaga ng buhay. sabi sa tv nung isang araw ang dami daw patayan na nangyayari, di daw kaya resulta to ng kahirapan sa buhay at maraming tao na ang pumapatay sa murang halaga. pucha kakatakot din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko nga ngayon ang gulo gulo ng pinas. kaliwat kanan ang patayan, strike, prublema sa bansa. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelan kaya matatapos ang mga to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111596858420226206?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111596858420226206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111596858420226206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111596858420226206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111596858420226206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-have-already-conducted-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111535221915122548</id><published>2005-05-06T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T12:03:39.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>la lang, just want to inform you guys (kung sino man ang matyagang bumabasa nito) na yung shop namin kumikita na. :) kakatuwa. tapos yung work ko naman dito sa ofc e ok na ok naman sya. indeed everything's falling into place na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanay ko pala nasa boracay. langya talo pa ko ng nanay ko a. kasama nya mga tita ko kasi may dumating kaming mga relatives from the states tas nag aya dun. e dapat nga sasama kami nila utol dun tas sama ko si lach e kaya lang mejo busy ako, kakaopen lang nung shop namin. saka kapos din sa budget e. pati mga pinsan ko di rin nakasama e...di bale planuhin na lang namin sa susunod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si cheng na ang EA (Escalation Agent). :) galing. feeling ko mas masaya pa ko sa kanya. :) e kasi talagang pinaglaban ko yun kay adoks. they have chosen another agent over cheng kasi. tas yun in-open ko kay adoks ang tingin ko dun sa decision nila. dont get me wrong, i have nothing against the person na una nilang napili but i think cheng is more deserving of the post. Just to give you a background, it was first offered to me (EA), but then something came up, instead they gave me the TRAINER position. yep. i got promoted. :)  officer level sya. its not yet official coz im still undergoing training, mga refresher of the products saka kung pano mag conduct ng training. finally, nakuha ko din ang goal ko na maging officer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun ganun. la lang, natutuwa lang ako. eto petiks muna, kasi yung mga kasabay ko na new hires for our team is in a reading session, kasabay ko kasi silang nagtetrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko mag beach. kaya lang may 2 prublema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. kapos sa budget. :(&lt;br /&gt;2. super hectic ang sked ko (office and business). :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, di naman sa kapos na kapos sa budget kaya lang ayoko kasi ng pumupunta ng malayong lugar ng di ako confident sa dala kong pera. alam mo yung feeling na dapat secured at sigurado ako na makakauwi ako kung ano man ang mangyari. yoko ng sakto lang. kung magpupunta ako sa ganun gusto ko di ako nagtitipid. kaya yun. tas eto sunod sunod din ang trainings ko dito sa office. hmmm...malapit na matapos ang summer di pa kami nakakapag out of town ng yfy ko. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have already filed a leave this coming May 18-20. sana matuloy kami kahit na Galera lang. matreat ko naman ang yfy ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late post ko yung pics ng shop namin. cutie sya kahit na maliit. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111535221915122548?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111535221915122548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111535221915122548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111535221915122548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111535221915122548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111457447328752815</id><published>2005-04-27T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T12:01:13.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days to opening...</title><content type='html'>di na ko nakakapagupdate dito, dami kasi ginagawa e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can say that the first half of this year has been a very fruitful one for me...ang galing sunod sunod ang mga magagandang nangyayari sakin ngayon...yung mga plano ko nagsisimula ng matupad isa isa. :) ang galing. i will be announcing a big news next week. di pa pwede ngayon e, confidential pa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, 3 days na lang opening na kami, nakakuha na kami ng pwesto for our business...SA WAKAS. nag expand na din kami ng business...aside from the INK REFILL e sinamahan na namin ng liquor store/wine cellar yung business namin. sobrang bilis ng mga pangyayari grabe. positive naman ang mga vibes namin dun sa pwestong nakuha namin kaya excited kami. sa May 1 ang first day namin. :) ang sarap...as in. masasabi kong pinaghirapan namin ni cheng ang lahat and we are very proud of it. di kami umasa sa mga parents namin dun. pero malaking tulong ang mga tao sa paligid namin, kung wala sila siguro patay na ang business. usually kasi mga friends ang unang nagtitiwala di ba, kumbaga mga kakilala ang unang clients. tas syempre ang UTOL ko, na di nagsasawang magpautang sakin pag kinakapos ako, feeling ko sobrang proud din sakin yun e saka alam naman nya na makakatulong samin yun kaya full support sya. la lang, sarap lang ng feeling, parang kung iisipin mo lahat ng gastos namin sa sweldo lang namin kinuha...na di naman ganun kalaki din ang kinikita namin. basta basta, unexplainable ang feeling e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konting tiis na lang, alam ko magsusucceed kami dito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111457447328752815?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111457447328752815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111457447328752815' title='0 Comments'/><link 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lovelife, family. hirap din minsan i-balance. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far all is going well naman sa buhay ko. everything is falling into place. konting hirap na lang darating din ako dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may isang malungkot na nangyayari sakin, naiipit ako sa pagitan ng dalawa sa mga pinaka close kong kaibigan dito sa opisina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eversince, parati ko silang gustong pagkitain sa gitna sa lahat ng bagay. gets nyo ba? basta ang hirap pala ng ganun....wish ko lang sana makita na nila ang mga improvements ng isat isa. they are good friends too. pero parati silang nagka-clash tas ako parati ang nasa gitna. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111381920939316355?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111381920939316355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111381920939316355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111381920939316355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111381920939316355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/busy-as-ever.html' title='busy as ever'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111381866912864530</id><published>2005-04-18T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T18:04:29.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Wakas by Eraserheads</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sa wakas ay nakita ko na &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ang aking hinahanap&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sa wakas ay nakuha ko na &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ang aking hinahangad&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kay tagal ko ng naghintay &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at nagsunog ng kilay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ngayon ay masasabi ko na ang matamis na tagumpay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sa wakas ay nabihag ko na &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ang aking minamahal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sa wakas ay natapos ko na ang aking sinimulan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kay tagal ko ng nagtiyaga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wala namang nilaga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sa wakas ay kaya ko nang bumangon sa umaga&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o bakit ba ako pinahihirapan ng husto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ang dami-daming kumokontrasa bawat kilos ko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nasan na ba kayo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tignan n'yo ako&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hindi n'yo inakala na ako ay mananalo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pero salamat na rin sa inyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sa wakas&lt;/strong&gt; ahhh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111381866912864530?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111381866912864530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111381866912864530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111381866912864530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111381866912864530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/04/sa-wakas-by-eraserheads.html' title='Sa Wakas by Eraserheads'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111260644156383822</id><published>2005-04-04T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T17:20:41.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie marathon</title><content type='html'>grabe....in the last three days ang dami ko nanamang napanuod na dvd. last thursday kasi galing ako kina yfy ko...nakahiram ng marami raming dvd tas napainom ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nga pala, kwento ko muna, natutuwa lang kasi ako e. last thursday birthday ni charles (pamangkin ni lach, anak ni kuya wes) so nagpunta ko dun. dumating yung 2 pinsan ni yfy ko na balikbayan, so in short nakilala na nila ko...mga 9pm nag-yayaan uminom. dun naging close kami nung mga pinsan nya. :) e matagal na kong gustong makita nun kaya lang walang time e. parating biglaan ang mga lakad kaya di ako nakakasama. tas close na kami talaga ni kuya wes kasi tinatanong nya ko kung ok lang ako...tas si kuya jay naman nalasing, ang kulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang, e di ko alam kung unconciously e sinasabi ko sa sarili ko na dapat di ako malasing o talagang medyo may kalakasan pa din ako uminom kasi di ako nalasing e partida hard pa yung ininom namin...tinamaan na silang lahat ako normal pa e...hehe..yun lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o tapos nun nakahiram ako ng 7  na dvd. VL ako ng friday so sinimulan ko na agad. eto mga pinanuod ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0137523/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FIGHT CLUB&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- A man disillusioned by what his life has become encounters an exciting stranger who introduces him to a new way of life.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068646/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GODFATHER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- The epic saga of how a younger son rises to take over the family business, his father's paternalistic, but violent and illegal empire.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071562/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GODFATHER: Part II&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- The early life &amp; career of Vito Corleone is portrayed while his son expands and tightens his grip on his crime syndicate in the 1950's&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099674/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE GODFATHER: Part III&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- A man disillusioned by what his life has become encounters an exciting stranger who introduces him to a new way of life.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0116629/"&gt;INDEPENDENCE DAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The aliens are coming and their goal is to invade and destroy. Fighting superior technology, Man's best weapon is the will to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa cable naman eto:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0183649/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PHONE BOOTH&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- Stuart Shepard finds himself trapped in a phone booth, pinned down by an extortionist's sniper rifle&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0119874/"&gt;THE PEACEMAKER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - A US Army colonel and a civilian woman supervising him must track down stolen Russian nuclear weapons before they're used by terrorists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konti lang noh? hehe....ganyan madalas ang weekend namin ng utol ko pag pareho kaming nasa bahay...kakatuwa kasi mahilig talaga kami sa movie e. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111260644156383822?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111208778791690942</id><published>2005-03-29T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:16:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digital art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;some digital arts ive made...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/nametagbig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/hubbyfydigital.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digital &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111208778791690942?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111208778791690942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111208778791690942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111208778791690942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111208778791690942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/digital-art.html' title='digital art'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111199711968317088</id><published>2005-03-28T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:10:13.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more layouts...</title><content type='html'>mga dati kong ginawang layouts na di ko nagamit...might as well post it here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/blogtemplate1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/blogtemplate1resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/blogtemplate2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/blogtemplate2resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga layouts na gagamitin ko dapat sa blogsite namin ni lach...e di na natuloy e..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template1resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template2resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template3resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template4resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template5resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template6resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/template7resize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga nagawa kong layouts yan siguro early last year pa...yung iba dyan namodify tas nagamit sa ibang projects...yung iba di na natapos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111199711968317088?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111199711968317088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111199711968317088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111199711968317088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111199711968317088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-layouts.html' title='more layouts...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111198697314068963</id><published>2005-03-28T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:21:59.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...dont stay in a relationship because you think &lt;strong&gt;"it will get better." &lt;/strong&gt;you will be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.dont try to change your partner, change must come from within...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111198697314068963?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111198697314068963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111198697314068963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111198697314068963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111198697314068963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111163803882128773</id><published>2005-03-24T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T12:25:35.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maundy thursday</title><content type='html'>pumasok ako ngayon...syempre ordinaryong araw lang ito sa isang call center. walang holiday holiday e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakaiba ang simula ng araw ko ngayon. maaga kaming dumating ng yfy ko dito sa ofc kaya nagyosi muna kami gaya ng dati naming ginagawa. nagtatawanan pa kami ng biglang "bblaaaagggg"....napasigaw ng "ay shit"....isang fierra at isang motorsiklo nagbanggan dito sa harap ng opisina namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sang tumulong, patakbo na ko ng biglang may kung anong pumigil sakin, parang nakita ko na di pa tapos ang insidenteng ito, na maaaring may bumangga pa sa fierra dahil sa bilis ng mga sasakyan. di ko nakita ang mismong salpukan pero kitang kita ko kung pano tumilapon ang driver ng motorsiklo at ang angkas nya. mga ilang metro din ang layo ng binagsakan nila. huminto ng ilang segundo ang mundo....pinagmamasdan ng lahat kung gagalaw ang driver ng motor at ng angkas nya....walang gumagalaw para tumulong, lahat ng tao tulala. mga ilang segundo pa ng gumalaw ang driver, nakahinga ng maluwag ang mga nanunuod pero di pa din gumagalaw ang angkas na babae. pati ang driver ng fierra tulala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nang matauhan ang driver ng fierra, agad tong tumakbo para tingnan ang angkas na babae, tatlo silang bumaba ng sasakyan nila at binuhat ang babae. wala pa ding malay ang babae, tila tulala sa sinapit nya. yung driver naman pinipilit nyang tumayo pero di nya kaya, may isang kaopisina na nagmagandang loob at tumakbo papunta sa driver, tinulungan sya. nang maipasok na ang babae sa loob ng fierra saka kami nakarinig ng isang malakas na sigaw... "aaaarrrraaaaaayyyyyy"....damang dama namin ang emosyon sa sigaw nya, nakakaawa...magkahalong galit, sakit at lungkot ang mararamdaman mo sa pagsigaw nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinakbo na sila ng fierra sa pinakamalapit na ospital. medyo tulala pa din ang lahat....may isang mag-asawa na biglang nag-akapan ng mahigpit, motorsiklo din ang gamit nilang sasakyan papasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinanong ako kanina ng yfy ko "bakit kailangan natin makita yung ganun?" wala akong maisip na dahilan. di ko din alam kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko, siguro isang paraan to ng Diyos para sabihin satin, samin na sa isang iglap maaaring mawala ang lahat, maubos ang kayamanan, mawala ang minamahal, masira ang mga pangarap. na sa panahon ngayon DAPAT PAHALAGAHAN ANG BUHAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano aral dito? value life, respect life, live life the way it should be...yun lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111163803882128773?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111163803882128773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111163803882128773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111163803882128773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111163803882128773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/maundy-thursday.html' title='maundy thursday'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111156007844480532</id><published>2005-03-23T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T14:41:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>identity crisis...</title><content type='html'>kakabasa ko lang sa isang blog about identity crisis...na there are 2 major identity crisis that we have to go through in life...hmmm...sounds interestings di ba? eto pa, the &lt;strong&gt;first one is in the adolescent stage&lt;/strong&gt;, where you are bound to establish your identity daw. &lt;strong&gt;2nd identity crisis is midlife or "midlife crisis"&lt;/strong&gt;...this is harder, you must give up who you think you are so you can become what you are meant to be. malalim ba? Midlife is abou the search for the true meaning of life, you will eventually go through with it when you are aged 40-50 y/o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how about &lt;strong&gt;quarter life crisis&lt;/strong&gt;? nabasa ko to dati, siguro di sya major part, pero ako tingin ko naranasan ko tong quarter life crisis na to e. sabi dun sa nabasa ko, you will experience QLC at the age of 20-30 y/o. this is the time when the friends you have known for sometime are actually not the ones you want to spend your life with, suddenly many things are not that "cool" to you anymore, you start asking yourself "ano ang gusto kong gawin sa buhay ko" at kung ano ano pa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang, naranasan ko yung QLC, i started feeling down most of the time, suddenly my friends are not that cool to me anymore. i started building dreams for myself...thinking of getting married...yun, yung mga yun. bigla bigla na lang gusto mo ng isang masarap, seryoso at maayos na conversation....na di mo nakukuha sa mga friends mo kasi wala kayong ibang alam dati kundi ang magkulitan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naisip ko lang...di kaya ito ang tinatawag na NAGMAMATURE?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111156007844480532?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111156007844480532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111156007844480532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111156007844480532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111156007844480532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/identity-crisis.html' title='identity crisis...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111104964128262453</id><published>2005-03-17T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:54:01.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naaalala nyo ba?</title><content type='html'>ganda ng kwentuhan namin kagabi ng yfy ko n cheng...nagdinner kami sa foodcourt ng shang...tas naalala namin kung ano ang mga uso nung bata kami...nakakatuwa kasi parang di magiging kumpleto ang childhood mo kung wala yung mga bagay na yun...eto eto ilan sa mga naalala namin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. naaalala nyo pa ba yung mama na sumisigaw ng "palit lumang damit!"&lt;br /&gt;2. naaalala nyo pa ba na ang Magnolia Chocolait nuon e nakabote? yung makapal na bote?&lt;br /&gt;3. e naaalala nyo pa ba yung mamang nagtitinda ng lumpia? yung lumpia na tig pipiso? na nilalagyan ng pa ng mani saka asukal na pula?&lt;br /&gt;4. naalala nyo pa nung mauso ang chickadees? tas parang may libreng toy sa loob?&lt;br /&gt;5. E ang ROYCO alphabet soup? &lt;br /&gt;6. tira tira naalala nyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, nakakatuwa talaga isipin na naranasan ko yun...maaaring di nyo naranasan ang mga to, di ko alam...pero ako feeling ko maswerte ako nung bata ako dahil ganito ang childhood ko....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111104964128262453?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111104964128262453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111104964128262453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111104964128262453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111104964128262453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/naaalala-nyo-ba.html' title='naaalala nyo ba?'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111094677080047544</id><published>2005-03-16T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:09:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga web layouts na nagawa ko nitong mga nakaraang araw...</title><content type='html'>nagiipon pa din ako ngayong ng mga materials kung ano ang ilalagay ko sa personal site na gagawin ko...so far ive done at least mga 10 web layouts/templates for future use (excluding yung mga sites na nagawa ko na ha). gusto ko kasi magkaron ng isang personal portfolio to show my works. tingnan nyo yung mga layouts na nagawa ko...kung gusto nyo, sabihin nyo lang ibibigay ko sa inyo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio1small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is for a personal site...intended for artists na gusto ipakita ang mga recent works nila, gallery at kung ano ano pa na gawa nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio2small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random layout lang, kung ano ang pumasok sa isip ginagawa ko lang, eto kinalabasan, ok to for blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/graphics%20art/portfolio3small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung mga materials na ginamit ko dito e basically mga pics namin ng yfy ko, if you want the layout, we can always change the pics, unless gusto nyo talaga yung mukha namin sa layout nyo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be posting more of my graphics art in the next few days. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111094677080047544?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111094677080047544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111094677080047544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111094677080047544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111094677080047544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/mga-web-layouts-na-nagawa-ko-nitong.html' title='mga web layouts na nagawa ko nitong mga nakaraang araw...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111052462710309810</id><published>2005-03-11T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T11:55:18.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi! eto nanaman ako...medyo busy nanaman as usual. just finished one project. Etong layout na nagawa ko ang isa sa mga best works ko so far. free kasi akong iexpress kung ano ang gustong gawin e kaya eto maganda ang kinalabasan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/spidersc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/spidersmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111052462710309810?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111052462710309810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111052462710309810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111052462710309810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111052462710309810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-eto-nanaman-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-111026982765873052</id><published>2005-03-08T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T14:47:04.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spider</title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto nanaman ako...medyo busy nanaman as usual. just finished one project. Etong layout na nagawa ko ang isa sa mga best works ko so far. free kasi akong iexpress kung ano ang gustong gawin e kaya eto maganda ang kinalabasan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;img src="&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/spidersmall.jpg"&gt;http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/spidersmall.jpg&lt;/a&gt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-111026982765873052?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/111026982765873052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=111026982765873052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111026982765873052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/111026982765873052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/spider.html' title='spider'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110984041601823645</id><published>2005-03-03T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T17:00:16.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its yo birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;birthday nga pala ng utol ko ngayon...BRO HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish ko sa utol ko? sana mag-asawa na sya, he deserves to have someone to grow old with. :) saka have a sense of responsibility sana sa mga bagay bagay na dapat ay maisip nya at di na dapat sabihin pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta basta mahal ko yan e...sya lang ang sumasalo sakin sa lahat, tuwing aalis nga ako yan ang parati kong naiisip pag may nakikita akong cool na gamit, music, gadget, at lahat ng bagay na may koneksyon sa basketball. naalala ko dati di kami magkasundo nyan...syempre nung bata pa kami nun...parati kong inaaway yan e hehe...pero ngayon super close na kami. as in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;di na ko hihiling ng iba pang kapatid kesa dyan. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yun lang... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110984041601823645?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110984041601823645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110984041601823645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110984041601823645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110984041601823645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-yo-birthday.html' title='its yo birthday!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110984015957966637</id><published>2005-03-03T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T16:55:59.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im here again...</title><content type='html'>madyo busy these past few days sa sinet-up kong business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANGINA ang hirap pala magset up ng business...kala once i have the capital, the right people for the job ok na...once you go into detail ayan na....ako kasi i like to be in charge of everything...as much as possible gusto ko lahat dumadaan saken, lahat alam ko. ngayon parang wala ngang ibang tumatakbo sa utak ko kundi ang business na to e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, marami na din naman kaming na accomplish, nakapagparegister na kami sa SEC, next na yung BIR. in terms of materials naman meron na kaming flyers, calling cards, contacts for our business at mga supplies na kailangan namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga naging clients na din kami :) sarap nga e nakakatuwa na may mga nagtiwala. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana lang talaga magboom tong business na to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110984015957966637?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110984015957966637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110984015957966637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110984015957966637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110984015957966637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-here-again.html' title='im here again...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110912376345363121</id><published>2005-02-23T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T09:56:03.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dito ko sa bahay ngayon, nag SL ako....la ako gana pumasok e....walang akong drive magwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko munang magrelax, palamig, magpahinga.gusto ko magisip ng maayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maganda takbo ng business ko....malaki laki na rin ang inusad. yun lang ang magandang nangyayari sa buhay ko ngayon. ewan ko ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami akong gustong sabihin sa mga tao sa paligid ko lalo na sa mga taong napakamalapit saken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko alam, sobrang down ako ngayong araw na to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110912376345363121?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110912376345363121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110912376345363121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110912376345363121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110912376345363121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/02/dito-ko-sa-bahay-ngayon-nag-sl-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110848054396155649</id><published>2005-02-15T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T23:18:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"you got to get yourself together, you got stuck in a moment, and now you cant get out of it...."</title><content type='html'>senti senti muna...down ako ngayon...eto nanaman syempre...la lang parang feeling ko lang im caring so much for the people around me pero sila di man lang nila ko naiisip...im not talking only of my S.O. pero lahat, as in lahat. is it me o talagang ganun ang sitwasyon?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday sobrang sama ng loob ko sa utol ko, pano bumili nanaman sya ng bagong sapatos. di ako against sa pagbili ng 4-5K na shoes kung kailangan e...pero kung dalawang dosena na ang sapatos mo praktikal pa bang bumili pa ng isa? nakakasama lang ng loob kasi sana nagamit pa sa mas magandang paraan ang pera, pwede namang itabi e para pag may nangailangan e may mahuhugot agad di ba, kaso ayun...limang libo nya inaapakan nya na ngayon. parang bigla akong nagtanong sa sarili ko "tangina ako lang ba ang nag-aalala sa kinabukasan namin?" gusto ko maggago, tipong "tangina kanya kanya na lang tayo ng pagbuo ng kinabukasan naten, kung may mangyare man bukas walang pakialaman, prublema mo solohin mo..." pero di naman pwedeng ganun e. ako rin ang kawawa pagdating ng araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro isa din sa mga nakadagdag e yung frustration ko na magkaron ng business....nitong pasok ng taon kasi bumuo ako ng pangarap ko, na bago ako magbirthday sabi ko dapat may kotse na ko, yung sarili ko....tapos eto utol ko sabi tutulungan kita, hahatian kita. nung sabado napaisip ako ulit, hanggang usapan na lang ba? ano joke joke joke? tanginang buhay to o....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko walang nag-aalala saken, walang tumitingin, walang gumagawa ng paraan para manlang mapasaya ako kahit minsan...tangina puro na lang sila nasa isip ko, pano pa gaganda ang buhay namin, sila rin naman e nagiisip...kung pano pa GAGANDA ANG MGA BUHAY nila....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;putanginang buhay to o....ewan ko ba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa sobrang down ko kahapon pa, naisip ko din...bakit ganun? bakit parati na lng ganun? parati na lang "promise babawi ako"...."promise tutulungan kita"....la naman ako hinihinging kapalit e, pero minsan naman naghahanap din ako...di ako nanghingi ng kotse, eroplano, bahay at lupa para sumaya ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga tao sa paligid ko parang ang sarap kasama sa mga planuhan..pero pag ito na...gusto mo silang kalabitin at sabihin na "ano na?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ko alam kung bakit ganito nararamdaman ko.bakit ganito.mabigat.mahirap.minsan gusto na lang talagang....hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110848054396155649?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110848054396155649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110848054396155649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110848054396155649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110848054396155649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-got-to-get-yourself-together-you.html' title='&quot;you got to get yourself together, you got stuck in a moment, and now you cant get out of it....&quot;'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110784004645944090</id><published>2005-02-08T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T13:20:46.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chito, Allan, Alvin, Hector</title><content type='html'>kani-kanina lang naglunch kami ng &lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; ko saka si cheng sa San Mig Cafe, the usual lunch lang...coffee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's the same except for one thing....dun sa isang table nakaupo sina CHITO LOYZAGA, ALVIN PATRIMONIO, ALLAN CAIDIC, HECTOR CALMA at ELMER REYES. Mga former PBA stars sila kung di nyo alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung una di ako naeexcite, normal na din naman kasi ang makita namin sila e...di ko alam kung kilala ng yfy ko yung mga yun pero ako syempre being a basketball fanatic isang tingin ko pa lang alam ko sila na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e di tinext ko sa utol ko na nandun nga yung mga players na yun. sabi ni utol pa-autograph daw ako...sabi ko nakakhiya kasi may meeting sila....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero naisip ko this is the chance na makakapagpa-autograph ako kasi next week lilipat na kami ng building and di ko na sila makikita ulit....what's so special is minsan mo lang makikita ang mga players na to na nasa iisang table. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam nyo na siguro ang nangyare noh...TAMA! kinapalan ko na mukha ko at nagpapirma ako sa likod ng receipt namin...hehe....corny man pero special sya sken kasi nandun yung IDOL ko....mula nung rookie palang sya IDOL ko na sya...walang iba kundi si Alvin syempre. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e yun lang, eto ang highlight ng araw ko ngayon... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o nga pala, one of this days e magpopost ako ng mga random pics dito taken from my new &lt;a href="http://www.nokia.com.ph/nokia/0,,59778,00.html"&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110784004645944090?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110784004645944090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110784004645944090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110784004645944090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110784004645944090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/02/chito-allan-alvin-hector.html' title='Chito, Allan, Alvin, Hector'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110783711074423647</id><published>2005-02-08T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T12:31:50.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ</title><content type='html'>last week my brother bought a DVD player. Syempre naman movie marathon nanaman kami. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first in our list was the &lt;a href="http://jordan.sportsline.com/"&gt;Michael Jordan &lt;/a&gt;DVD...six titles sya, from MJ's childhood to his famous game winning shots up to the time that he retired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but feel lucky for I am living in a generation where THE GREATEST BALLPLAYER THAT EVER PLAYED THE GAME has shown the world what he is capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di nyo naitatanong e kami ng utol ko e basketball addict...anything related to basketball e interesting samin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gustong gusto namin pinapanuod yung mga greatest games, buhay ng mga players, mga documentaries about basketball at kung ano ano pa....we invest in basketball jerseys, shoes, magazines...basta lahat lahat na.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya yun...la lang...hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta i feel lucky lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110783711074423647?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110783711074423647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110783711074423647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110783711074423647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110783711074423647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/02/mj.html' title='MJ'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110733167130888474</id><published>2005-02-02T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T16:53:25.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yfy and drew's celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;nung friday ni-celebrate ni drew ang bday nya, at the same time e nag blowout na din ang yfy ko dahil nga napromote sya...kina billy &amp; happy kami nagcelebrate. syempre di mawawala ang videoke, singer lahat e heheh. see pix below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/hubbyfy01272005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hubbyfy kumakanta :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/thecelebrants.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the celebrants!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/hubbyfywithdrew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hubbyfy with drew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the birthday celebrant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/yfy01272005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the original carlo n vivian of LOVERS in PARIS :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mark, ang tanging bisita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy, ang maybahay ni billy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;billy, singer na singer a!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman01282005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2004-8/157342/pix/01272005/inuman08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;random shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan ang aming mga pictures, inabot kami ng 2am kakakanta at kwnetuhan. sa dami ng nainom namin di kami nalasing...uminit kasi ang ulo naming lahat dahil napag-usapan ang mga problema sa opisina...sabi nga ni drew, mahusay na pampatanggal pala ng lasing ang mga kwentuhan tungkol sa ofc...hehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110733167130888474?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110733167130888474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110733167130888474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110733167130888474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110733167130888474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/02/yfy-and-drews-celebration.html' title='yfy and drew&apos;s celebration'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110716445454944868</id><published>2005-01-31T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T17:40:54.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a night of good music</title><content type='html'>kagabi dahil sa walang magandang palabas sa tv e nagsound tripping na lang kami sa bahay.... bumili kasi ang utol ko ng mga audio cd's....bumili din kasi ako ng component kaya yun medyo excited pa kami... :)&lt;br /&gt;kakatuwa naman kasi nun lang namin yun ginawa....&lt;br /&gt;eto sa baba yung ilan sa mga songs na pinatugtog namin kagabi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday Song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don Mclean&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could say the things I feel, it wouldn't be the same&lt;br /&gt;Some things are not spoken of, some things have no name&lt;br /&gt;Though the words come hard to me, I'll say them just for you&lt;br /&gt;For this is something rare for me this feeling is so new&lt;br /&gt;You see I love the way you love meI love the way you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we live this life we're in&lt;br /&gt;Long ago I heard the song that lovers sing to me&lt;br /&gt;And through the days with each new phrase&lt;br /&gt;I hummed that melody&lt;br /&gt;And all along I loved the song but I never learned it through&lt;br /&gt;But since the day you came along, I've saved it just for you&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in magic but I do believe in you&lt;br /&gt;And when you say you believe in me there's so much magic I can do&lt;br /&gt;Now you see me now you don't watch me dive below&lt;br /&gt;Deep down in your love lake where the sweet fish come and go&lt;br /&gt;And I might sink and I might drown but death don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause life continues right or wrong when I play this birthday song&lt;br /&gt;I learned from you, and you can't even sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im Easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keith Carradine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my way to love you just when no one's looking.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my way to take your hand if I'm not sure,&lt;br /&gt;It's not my way to let you see what's going on inside of me,&lt;br /&gt;When it's a love you'll not be needing, you're not free.&lt;br /&gt;Please stop pulling at my sleeve if you're just playing,&lt;br /&gt;If you'll not take the things you make me want to give,&lt;br /&gt;I never cared too much for games and this one's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;You're not half as free to wander as you claim.&lt;br /&gt;I'm easy, I'm easy. Say the word, I'll play your game,&lt;br /&gt;As though that's how it ought to be. I'm easy.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lead me on if there's nowhere for you to take me,&lt;br /&gt;If loving you will have to be a sometime thing.&lt;br /&gt;I can't put bars on my insides; my love is something I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I still hurt when I recall the times I've tried. I'm easy, I'm easy.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and pull me down. I won't put up any fight, because I'm easy.&lt;br /&gt;Don't do me favors, let me watch you from a distance,&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you're near, it's hard for me to keep my head.&lt;br /&gt;When your eyes throw light at mine, it's enough to change my mind&lt;br /&gt;Make me leave my cautious ways and world behind. I'm easy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll light the fire&lt;br /&gt;You put the flowers in the vase&lt;br /&gt;That you bought today&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the fire&lt;br /&gt;For hours and hours&lt;br /&gt;While I listen to you&lt;br /&gt;Play your love songs&lt;br /&gt;All night long for me&lt;br /&gt;Only for me&lt;br /&gt;Come to me now&lt;br /&gt;And rest your head for just five minutes&lt;br /&gt;Everything is good&lt;br /&gt;Such a cosy room&lt;br /&gt;The windows are illuminated&lt;br /&gt;By the sunshine through them&lt;br /&gt;Fiery gems for you&lt;br /&gt;Only for you&lt;br /&gt;Our house is a very, very fine house&lt;br /&gt;With two cats in the yard&lt;br /&gt;Life used to be so hard&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is easy'Cause of you&lt;br /&gt;And our la,la,la, la,la etc&lt;br /&gt;And our I'll light the fire&lt;br /&gt;And you place the flowers in the jar&lt;br /&gt;That you bought today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool di ba? next time magpopost ako ng mga pix tungkol dun sa gimik namin last friday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110716445454944868?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110716445454944868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110716445454944868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110716445454944868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110716445454944868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/night-of-good-music.html' title='a night of good music'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110654331415321987</id><published>2005-01-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T13:08:34.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it! </title><content type='html'>last friday nagdown na kami dun sa Dr.Ink...ito yung business ko about ink refilling....bumili kasi kami ng franchise kasosyo ko ang friend ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakakaba...sapalaran e...wala pa kaming place, we will get our clients through phone lang, tawag tawag gaya ng ginagawa namin sa &lt;a href="http://www.infiniteminds.net"&gt;Infiniteminds.net&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the same time e exciting na din kasi ang taas ng morale namin ang positive kami na magiging successful to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay sana nga....this is it na...kayod na talaga ko for about six months para maging stable tong pinasok ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110654331415321987?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110654331415321987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110654331415321987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110654331415321987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110654331415321987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-is-it.html' title='this is it! '/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110641166171093931</id><published>2005-01-23T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:34:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>close na kami... :)</title><content type='html'>ang sarap ng feeling pag tanggap ka ng family ng mahal mo...we'll ayoko naman mag assume but i feel ok naman ako sa family ng &lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afternoon punta kami sa bday ng anak ni redge (our ofcmate) sa Club Filipino sa Greenhills, then after nun a quick coffee sa starbucks then uwi na...kasi iti-treat ni &lt;a href="http://honeylach.blogspot.com"&gt;yfy&lt;/a&gt; ko ang family nya kasi nga napromote sya...pagdating namin sa haus nila e tamad na ang mga tao sa kanila ang yung iba e kumain na...so they decided na next week na lang...tambay lang ako sa haus nila ng mga 1.5 hours...la lang, yung mga ganun e kakaiba saken kasi nga mahiyain ako. tas yun ang bait naman nila saken, yung eldest bro nya even tapped me in the shoulder...basta basta medyo mahirap ipaliwanag pero improvement yun sa relationship ko sa magiging inlaws ko...hehe...im starting to feel comfortable na din...sana e simula na to... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yun lang kaya ako masaya.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110641166171093931?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110641166171093931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110641166171093931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110641166171093931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110641166171093931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/close-na-kami.html' title='close na kami... :)'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110626397126743595</id><published>2005-01-21T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T07:32:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nagkakabuhay na... :)</title><content type='html'>mejo nagkakabuhay na din tong blog, marami rami na din akong nalagay. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la ganong work dito sa ofc, halos 1/2 day ko lang ginagawa ang work tas yung 1/2 day e petiks petiks na..pa browse browse, yosi, chika at kung ano ano pa...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kagabi pala nagpunta ko ng UERM (sa may sta.mesa), naconfine kasi si tito eddie boy (elder bro ng mommy ko)...e meron syang colon cancer and for the past 2-3 days e nag-e-LBM sya. malas nga e, kasi kakaalis lang ni tita astrid (wife ni tito eddie boy) papuntang US, nandun kasi ang 2nd na anak nila.kaya yun, walang nag-aasikaso sa kanya dun....hay hirap din talaga ng buhay pag di buo ang family e noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...sana gumaling pa si tito eddie boy. mabait syang tao, di nya deserve yun. tsk. kakalungkot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110626397126743595?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110626397126743595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110626397126743595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110626397126743595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110626397126743595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/nagkakabuhay-na.html' title='nagkakabuhay na... :)'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110602400564455201</id><published>2005-01-18T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T12:53:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need ink?!</title><content type='html'>sa mga nagtityagang magbasa ng blog ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a business, ink refill po sa mga printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls...kung may balak kayong magparefill or you want to try refilling your empty cartridges...wag nyo kong kalimutan... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill give you a competitive price...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka baka may marerefer kayo, ill give you a commission. :)&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/10204447-110602400564455201?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110602400564455201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110602400564455201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110602400564455201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110602400564455201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/need-ink.html' title='need ink?!'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110595199599143442</id><published>2005-01-17T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T14:35:38.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sa wakas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas ay nakita ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang aking hinahanap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas ay nakuha ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang aking hinahangad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kay tagal ko ng naghintay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at nagsunog ng kilay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ngayon ay masasabi ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;matamis na tagumpay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas ay nabihag ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang aking minamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas ay natapos ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang aking sinimulan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kay tagal ko ng nagtiyaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wala namang nilaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas ay kaya ko nang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bumangon sa umaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;o bakit ba ako pinahihirapan ng husto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang dami-daming kumokontra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa bawat kilos ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nasan na ba kayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tignan n'yo ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hindi n'yo inakala na ako ay mananalo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pero salamat na rin sa inyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa wakas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10204447-110595199599143442?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110595199599143442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110595199599143442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110595199599143442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110595199599143442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/sa-wakas.html' title='sa wakas'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110595172198749021</id><published>2005-01-17T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T16:48:41.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very special day for yfy...</title><content type='html'>this is a very special day for yfy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanina di kami sabay pumasok, 9-6 ang shift nya at 8-5 naman ako...she arrived at exactly 9 o' clock...the usual routine for her, bukas ng pc then ayos ng gamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She (our Account Sup) called her and congratulated her...alam nyo kung bakit? SHE GOT PROMOTED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang galing! she got the QA Coordinator position for our team. I think out of 6 applicants dalawa lang sila nakuha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of my yfy...at kitang kita ko ang sobrang happy sya... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually ang balitang ito e last friday pa, but maaga sya kasi umalis ng ofc nun e, hanggang 3pm lang sya and ni-email sya ng magiging bagong bossing nya e almost 5pm na...so lumipas ang weekend ng hindi namin alam na ganun na pala..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are indeed so blessed....GOD IS GOOD ALL THE TIME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakatuwa lang kasi we were waiting for the result of that since last week pero walang balita, she was starting to get frustrated na...sabi ko wag nya na lang isipin yun at kung para sa kanya e darating yun...tas eto na nga... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totoo nga yung saying na trust in the LORD and HE will do the rest...basta basta overwhelmed lang ako...im so happy for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hon,  love you so much! keep up the good work... :)&lt;br /&gt;&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/10204447-110595172198749021?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110595172198749021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110595172198749021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110595172198749021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110595172198749021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/very-special-day-for-yfy.html' title='a very special day for yfy...'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10204447.post-110594322130660225</id><published>2005-01-17T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T14:27:01.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new home</title><content type='html'>to my avid readers...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be my new home... :) e kakainis kasi yung tabulas e...pinalitan nila yung template na ginagamit ko...kaya eto switch na lang ako dito sa blogspot.&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/10204447-110594322130660225?l=thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/feeds/110594322130660225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10204447&amp;postID=110594322130660225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110594322130660225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10204447/posts/default/110594322130660225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thinkingsoloud.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-new-home.html' title='my new home'/><author><name>thinking so loud</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254308150058846314</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
