<?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-5828231186443757317</id><updated>2011-08-03T13:49:07.339+08:00</updated><category term='Gold Treasures'/><category term='Blue Velvet'/><category term='Gray Clouds'/><category term='Pink Flowers'/><category term='Rainbow Stars'/><category term='Indigo Realm'/><category term='Green Blossoms'/><title type='text'>pretty amazing grace</title><subtitle type='html'>"So here I am again, willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain." ~Jaci Velasquez</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-415868193663412577</id><published>2009-04-15T08:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:12:13.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acts 12:6-17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6The night before Herod was to bring him to trial, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains, and sentries stood guard at the entrance. 7Suddenly an angel of the Lord appeared and a light shone in the cell. He struck Peter on the side and woke him up. "Quick, get up!" he said, and the chains fell off Peter's wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8Then the angel said to him, "Put on your clothes and sandals." And Peter did so. "Wrap your cloak around you and follow me," the angel told him. 9Peter followed him out of the prison, but he had no idea that what the angel was doing was really happening; he thought he was seeing a vision. 10They passed the first and second guards and came to the iron gate leading to the city. It opened for them by itself, and they went through it. When they had walked the length of one street, suddenly the angel left him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11Then Peter came to himself and said, "Now I know without a doubt that the Lord sent his angel and rescued me from Herod's clutches and from everything the Jewish people were anticipating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12When this had dawned on him, he went to the house of Mary the mother of John, also called Mark, where many people had gathered and were praying. 13Peter knocked at the outer entrance, and a servant girl named Rhoda came to answer the door. 14When she recognized Peter's voice, she was so overjoyed she ran back without opening it and exclaimed, "Peter is at the door!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15"You're out of your mind," they told her. When she kept insisting that it was so, they said, "It must be his angel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16But Peter kept on knocking, and when they opened the door and saw him, they were astonished. 17Peter motioned with his hand for them to be quiet and described how the Lord had brought him out of prison. "Tell James and the brothers about this," he said, and then he left for another place. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NIV. &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com"&gt;BibleGateway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bible.org/assets/images/deff_acts_17-1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cartoon courtesy of Jeff Hayden from &lt;a href="http://www.bible.org/"&gt;bible.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-415868193663412577?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/415868193663412577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=415868193663412577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/415868193663412577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/415868193663412577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2009/04/great-escape.html' title='The Great Escape'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3260603706239984874</id><published>2009-01-21T08:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:10:18.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Slow Work of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rzim.org/images/slice_header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 78px;" src="http://www.rzim.org/images/slice_header.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More often than I’d care to admit, I find that I am in a hurry. Now, it’s not the typical kind of hurrying--rushing to get into the “15 items or less lane” at the grocery story, speeding through traffic, or running around juggling four or five tasks at a time. It’s more an inability to be present to my life as it is right now. So often I find that no matter the circumstances, I’m hurrying through, wondering or worrying, as the case may be, what is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pattern of hurrying through life to the “next event” seems fairly typical and ingrained from a young age. When I was a child, I couldn’t wait to be a teenager. When I was a teenager, I couldn’t wait to be in college. When I was in college, I couldn’t wait to be a graduate student. When I was a graduate student, I couldn’t wait to be a professional. I look back on those hurried days now, and lament that I rushed through them so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, our efficiency-driven society doesn’t help our propensity towards hurrying through life. We live in an “instant” society, and our increasingly rapid technological developments only add to our impatience when things are not achieved instantaneously. While technology has greatly improved many aspects of our lives and I certainly wouldn’t want to go backwards, I recognize that my own propensity to hurry, coupled with a society that moves at ever-quickening speeds, can be very detrimental for the spiritual life. How often I find myself disappointed with God when my prayers are not answered instantly; how angry I become when the smallest glitch slows my achievement of personal goals; how frustrated and impatient I become with others when their own “improvement” doesn’t move at my break-neck speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biblical picture couldn’t be more different from our hurried lives. God is never in a hurry. Abraham, for example, received the promise of an heir twenty-five years before he actually laid eyes on Isaac. Joseph had a dream as a seventeen year old young man that his brothers would one day bow down to him. Yet it was countless years and many difficulties later that his brothers would come and kneel before him, asking for food. Moses was eighty years old--long past his prime of life--when God appeared to him in the burning bush and called him to deliver the children of Israel. David was anointed king by Samuel as a young boy tending his father’s flocks, long before he finally ascended to the throne. And Jesus spent thirty years in relative obscurity, not involved in public ministry, and only three years announcing the kingdom and God’s rule in his life and ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our perspective, it is difficult to understand why God wasn’t more in a hurry rushing to accomplish the plans and purposes, not only in these individuals’ lives, but also in the plan of redemption. The Messiah was prophesied hundreds of years before he actually arrived on the scene. We cannot help but ask why God seems to move so slowly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his second letter, what is considered Peter’s last will and testament, he discusses the slowness of God in relation to the Second Coming. Many arose even in Peter’s time asking why God was so slow when it came to delivering on his promise of an eternal kingdom. They began to mock God assuming that “as it was in the beginning is now and ever shall be.” Not so, Peter argues, for the slowness of God is in fact our salvation. “The Lord is not slow about his promise, as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing for any to perish but for all to come to repentance....Therefore, beloved, since you look for these things, be diligent to be found by Him in peace, spotless and blameless, and regard the patience of our Lord to be salvation” (2 Peter 3:9, 14-15).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long, slow, work of God is not to torment those of us who find ourselves in a hurry, wondering what’s next. Rather, God’s forbearance and patience with us--even those of us in a hurry--is for our good. God’s seemingly slow movement gives us ample opportunity to be present to our lives allowing the journey to shape us and mold us into the people we are designed to be. In addition, God’s timetable gives us more opportunity to be diligent in godliness not just for our own salvation, but so that our lives would give witness to others in need of God’s salvation. As we live in the realm of God’s patience, “looking” as Peter says, “for a new heavens and a new earth in which righteousness dwells,” we live to enfold others into the forbearance of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Margaret Manning is a member of the speaking and writing team at Ravi Zacharias International Ministries in Seattle, Washington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Slice of Infinity is aimed at reaching into the culture with words of challenge, words of truth, and words of hope. If you know of others who would enjoy receiving A Slice of Infinity in their email box each day, tell them they can sign up on our website at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.rzim.org/Slice"&gt;www.rzim.org/Slice&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright (c) 2009 Ravi Zacharias International Ministries (&lt;a href="http://www.rzim.org/"&gt;RZIM&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3260603706239984874?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3260603706239984874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3260603706239984874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3260603706239984874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3260603706239984874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2009/01/slow-work-of-god.html' title='The Slow Work of God'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3146100433547798602</id><published>2008-10-30T10:42:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:56:09.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HSM3 (High) Fever Still On!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Warning: May contain SPOILERS. So if you haven't watched the movie yet, dear, go to the nearest cinema first! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whew, it's been already like 6 days already since HSM3 has been shown in the cinemas. Yep, October 24, 2008 it is! And I've already watched it two times! Imagine! Haha! I am such what you would call an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;! Oh yeah, me and Derf (well, I sorta forced him to watch it with me or I'll watch it alone, by myself, haha) watched it on Oct. 24 after office of course (and last full show I think) at SM North Edsa Cinema 6. There has been some technical problems along the way (audio problem, grr). I promised Dna I would watch it with her, she was just not available that Friday. So the following day,  Saturday, October 25, we watched it (for me, again, hehe). *sighs* I can never get over it! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favorite parts/ songs include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Can I Have This Dance (East High Rooftop)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Gabriella and Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Troy just asked Gabriella to be her prom date by asking her opinion on which tux to use. He asked if they're really to dance waltz during the prom. Gabriella showed Troy how to waltz through the song "Can I Have This Dance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkfjUQNP7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fgZjVGVHBF4/s1600-h/hsm3rooftop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkfjUQNP7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fgZjVGVHBF4/s200/hsm3rooftop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262772331151703986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkUVd4CBlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZlIs08vuI3c/s1600-h/hsm3rooftop2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkUVd4CBlI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ZlIs08vuI3c/s200/hsm3rooftop2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262759998588585554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take my hand, take a breath&lt;br /&gt;Pull me close and take one step&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes locked on mine,&lt;br /&gt;And let the music be your guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you promise me (now won't you promise me, that you'll never forget)&lt;br /&gt;We'll keep dancing (to keep dancing) wherever we go next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And with every step together, we just keep on getting better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, I'll take the lead&lt;br /&gt;And every turn will be safe with me&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, afraid to fall&lt;br /&gt;You know I'll catch you through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't keep us apart (even a thousand miles, can't keep us apart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause my heart is (cause my heart is) wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together, we just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no mountains too high enough, oceans too wide&lt;br /&gt;'Cause together or not, our dance won't stop&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, let it pour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What we have is worth fighting for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know I believe, that we are meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like catching lightning the chances of finding someone like you (like you)&lt;br /&gt;It's one in a million, the chances of feeling the way we do (way we do)&lt;br /&gt;And with every step together, we just keep on getting better&lt;br /&gt;So can I have this dance (can I have this dance)&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;Can I have this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can I Have This Dance Reprise (Stanford University)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQksZ_xfxvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/UOHuGWwhvUI/s1600-h/hsm3canihavethisdance.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQksZ_xfxvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/UOHuGWwhvUI/s200/hsm3canihavethisdance.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262786464686524146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Gabriella and Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, so, Gabriella won't be coming back to East High anymore because she could not afford another goodbye. No more senior prom, no more graduation. What did Troy do? Well, he just drove from Albuquerque all the way to Stanford to spend his prom with Gabriella, at Stanford. They waltzed (and sang) "Can I Have this Dance?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy: You might be ready to leave East High, but East High isn’t ready to say goodbye to you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheesy, but cute! Hehe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry, no picture for this one; the song however is same as that of above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right Here, Right Now (Tree House, Bolton Residence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Gabriella and Troy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wildcats' Victory Party at Troy's house. Troy and Gabriella decided to spend a few moments together. They shared thoughts about their future and wished that their last few moments at East High would not end, thus singing "Right Here, Right Now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkh9gKjcII/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ej9PSMkpg_w/s1600-h/treehouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkh9gKjcII/AAAAAAAAAZk/Ej9PSMkpg_w/s200/treehouse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262774980049072258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both: Right Here, Right Now!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Oh, Right Now!&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Lookin' At You, And My Heart Loves The View, Cause You Mean Everything!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Everything..&lt;br /&gt;Both: Right Here, I Promise You Some how&lt;br /&gt;Troy: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That Tomorrow Can Wait&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some Other Day To Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy: To Be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But Right Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's You And Me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oh, We Know It's Comin'&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Comin'&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: That It's Comin' Passed.&lt;br /&gt;Both: But There's Always You and Me..&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Troy: So, Lets Make This Second Last..&lt;br /&gt;Both: Make It Last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Right Here.. Right Now.. Yeah, Im Lookin' At You..&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: And My Heart Loves The View..&lt;br /&gt;Both: Cause You Mean Everything! Right Here, I Promise You Somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Troy: That Tomorrow Can Wait,&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Some Other Day To Be&lt;br /&gt;Troy: To Be! But Right Now&lt;br /&gt;Both: There's You And Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oh, We Know It's Comin'&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Comin'&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: That It's Comin' Passed.&lt;br /&gt;Both: But There's Always You and Me..&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oh yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Troy: So, Lets Make This Second Last..&lt;br /&gt;Both: Make It Last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Want To Be With You (Music Room, Theater)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Ryan, Kelsi, Gabriella, Troy, Sharpay, Jimmie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Indeed, Kelsi writes her most beautiful songs for Troy and Gabriella, and this is definitely one of them! There are actually different instances of this song. One was with Ryan and Kelsi when he asked her to be his prom date. And then, Troy and Gabriella did it twice, during the rehearsal and on the Act 2 of the musical. Sharpay and Jimmie sang the first Act which is sooo hilarious I loved it! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQklGcZiovI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cSFh94P8-fM/s1600-h/justwanna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQklGcZiovI/AAAAAAAAAZs/cSFh94P8-fM/s200/justwanna.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262778432191898354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Hmm, yeah, I've got a lot of things, I have to do, all these distractions, our future's coming soon, we're being pulled&lt;br /&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Kelsi: In hundred different directions&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: But whatever happens....&lt;br /&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Kelsi: I know I've got you&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: You're on my mind, your in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Kelsi: It doesn't matter where we are&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: We'll be alright, even if we're....&lt;br /&gt;Ryan &amp;amp; Kelsi: Miles apart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*This is the same part that Sharpay (and Jimmie) sang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkoCQqBowI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hVJAAuMP2oU/s1600-h/zanessa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkoCQqBowI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hVJAAuMP2oU/s200/zanessa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262781658855219970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: All I wanna do, is be with you, be with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do, I just wanna be with you, only you&lt;br /&gt;No matter where life takes us, nothing can break us apart&lt;br /&gt;Troy: You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: I just wanna be with you&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oooh&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Just Be With You&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy: You know how life can be, it changes over night&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: The sun even raining, but it's alright&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella: A friend like you&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: Always makes it easy!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: I know that you get me&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: Every time&lt;br /&gt;Through every up, through every down, you know i'll always be around&lt;br /&gt;Through anything, you can count on me!&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do, is be with you, be with you&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing we can do, I just wanna be with you, only you&lt;br /&gt;No matter where life takes us, nothing can break us apart&lt;br /&gt;Troy: You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella: I just wanna be with you! I just wanna be with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walk Away (Gabriella's House, Stanford)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Gabriella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gabriella's goodbye song after deciding to finally go to Stanford for their freshman orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk7Nbq6OTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/89hZ4uRbWXc/s1600-h/high_school_musical_3_cast_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk7Nbq6OTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/89hZ4uRbWXc/s200/high_school_musical_3_cast_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262802741511207218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I guess I should've known better&lt;br /&gt;to believe that my luck could change&lt;br /&gt;(luck could change) ooo&lt;br /&gt;I lent my heart out forever&lt;br /&gt;Finally learn each others names&lt;br /&gt;(each others name)&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself this time&lt;br /&gt;it's different&lt;br /&gt;no goodbyes cuz I&lt;br /&gt;can't bear to say it&lt;br /&gt;I'll never survive&lt;br /&gt;the one that's coming&lt;br /&gt;if I stay, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus: ]&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away ooh&lt;br /&gt;and don't look back&lt;br /&gt;cause if my heart breaks it's gonna&lt;br /&gt;hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;you know I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;but I can't take that&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;ooh just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk, walk, walk away,&lt;br /&gt;ooh just walk away&lt;br /&gt;walk, walk, walk away&lt;br /&gt;aye-aye yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could blame you&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it's no ones fault&lt;br /&gt;(no one) no no no no ooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cinderella with no shoe&lt;br /&gt;and a prince that doesn't know he's lost&lt;br /&gt;(know he's lost)&lt;br /&gt;This heaviness feels so familiar&lt;br /&gt;Each goodbye with just the same old song&lt;br /&gt;But this time I will not surrender&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Oooh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus: ]&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away ooh&lt;br /&gt;and don't look back&lt;br /&gt;cause if my heart breaks it's gonna&lt;br /&gt;hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;you know I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;but I can't take that&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;ooh just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk, walk, walk away,&lt;br /&gt;ooh just walk away&lt;br /&gt;walk, walk, walk away&lt;br /&gt;(whoooa)&lt;br /&gt;just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let it go&lt;br /&gt;(ooh)&lt;br /&gt;start protecting&lt;br /&gt;my heart and soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;A goodbye again&lt;br /&gt;Not again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Chorus: ]&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away ooh&lt;br /&gt;and don't look back&lt;br /&gt;cause if my heart breaks it's gonna&lt;br /&gt;hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;you know I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;but I can't take that&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;(oooh before it's too late)&lt;br /&gt;ooh just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(walk, walk, walk away)&lt;br /&gt;walk away walk away&lt;br /&gt;yeeaah&lt;br /&gt;(walk, walk, walk away)&lt;br /&gt;walk away walk away&lt;br /&gt;all right!&lt;br /&gt;(walk, walk walk away, yeah, walk away!)&lt;br /&gt;walk away walk away&lt;br /&gt;(oh walk walk walk away)&lt;br /&gt;walk away walk away&lt;br /&gt;ooh, ooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Night to Remember (Musical Rehearsal, Theater)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: All Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was after Taylor finally accepted Chad's offer to be his prom date. This was part of the musical (although wasn't played on the day of the musical itself, as only Tiara and Sharpay did few verses of this song). The production number was really extravagant! Focuses on preparing for the prom and the prom night itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkqjrwRw4I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SHF2w-zZKS4/s1600-h/hsm3prom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkqjrwRw4I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SHF2w-zZKS4/s200/hsm3prom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262784432088138626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Guess now its official&lt;br /&gt;Cant back out, cant back out (no)&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for the night of nights&lt;br /&gt;The night of nights, alright&lt;br /&gt;Dont Panic (Panic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do we have to dress up for the prom?&lt;br /&gt;Dude I dont think we have the choice&lt;br /&gt;Yeah its the night of all nights&lt;br /&gt;Gotta look just right&lt;br /&gt;Dressing to impress the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I want classic or vintage or plaid?&lt;br /&gt;Wheres the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;I think this tux is too baggy&lt;br /&gt;Too tight, it makes me look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go movie star glamorous, sassy or sweet?&lt;br /&gt;Dont know, but no one better wear the same dress as me&lt;br /&gt;Its the night of our nightmares&lt;br /&gt;Its the night of our dreams&lt;br /&gt;Its too late to back out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, makeovers, massages.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what a corsage is.&lt;br /&gt;Been waiting all our lives for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a night (cant wait)&lt;br /&gt;To remember (aw man)&lt;br /&gt;Come on now, big fun (alright)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the night (I guess)&lt;br /&gt;To last forever (lucky us)&lt;br /&gt;Well never ever ever forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin Ready, Get Gettin Ready&lt;br /&gt;Gettin Ready, Get, Gettin Ready&lt;br /&gt;(Hey you been in there an hour man)&lt;br /&gt;So, what should I do with my hair?&lt;br /&gt;Wheres my shaver?&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I look like a waiter.&lt;br /&gt;Should I fluff it?&lt;br /&gt;Its get later already should be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother opens the door, Im shakin inside&lt;br /&gt;Hes here, its time, the hours arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Dont know why, her fathers staring me down&lt;br /&gt;Wheres my purse? Lip gloss? Now Im really freaking out.&lt;br /&gt;Then something changes my world&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful girl right in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a night (Oh Yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk30VvczvI/AAAAAAAAAas/jWZaeLjgul8/s1600-h/high_school_musical_3_troy_gabriella_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk30VvczvI/AAAAAAAAAas/jWZaeLjgul8/s200/high_school_musical_3_troy_gabriella_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262799011888025330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To remember (Thats for sure)&lt;br /&gt;Come on now, big fun (Alright!)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the night (Yeah tonight)&lt;br /&gt;To last forever (forever more)&lt;br /&gt;Well never ever ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whos that girl? (Shes so fine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whos that guy? (I dont recognize)&lt;br /&gt;Whos that girl? (She looks so good, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Youll never really notice, but you probably should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fun, on the night of nights (alright)&lt;br /&gt;The night of nights, tonight&lt;br /&gt;Lets dance&lt;br /&gt;On the night of nights&lt;br /&gt;You know were gonna do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the night to last forever&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a night to remember&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the night to last forever&lt;br /&gt;(Last Forever)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be our night (you know it)&lt;br /&gt;To remember (all time)&lt;br /&gt;Come on now, big fun (big fun)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the night (love it)&lt;br /&gt;To last forever (the rest of our lives)&lt;br /&gt;Well never ever ever forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be our night (oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;All together (say it loud)&lt;br /&gt;Come on now, everyone (thats right)&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a night (yeah tonight)&lt;br /&gt;To remember (hear the crowd)&lt;br /&gt;And never ever ever never ever ever never ever never ever ever forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Want it All (School Cafeteria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Sharpay and Ryan, All Cast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If A Night To Remember has extravagant production number, this one is more extravagant! And the song is also nice, very kinda like Broadway! :)) Magnificent! The props, the dances... Very Sharpay-ish! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkud2R2jPI/AAAAAAAAAac/cqXYpYOqQks/s1600-h/hsm3iwantall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkud2R2jPI/AAAAAAAAAac/cqXYpYOqQks/s400/hsm3iwantall.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262788729880612082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Imagine having everything we ever dreamed&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want it?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see it?&lt;br /&gt;Kinda&lt;br /&gt;Imagine first audition after college&lt;br /&gt;I get the lead!&lt;br /&gt;A part for me?&lt;br /&gt;Well of course&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;You gotta believe it&lt;br /&gt;Keep talking&lt;br /&gt;You and I all the fame&lt;br /&gt;Sharpay and what's his name?&lt;br /&gt;sound exciting?&lt;br /&gt;Inviting&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it then&lt;br /&gt;Listening&lt;br /&gt;Personal stylist, agent and a publisist&lt;br /&gt;But where do I fit into this?&lt;br /&gt;With you we can win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Win a part&lt;br /&gt;Think bigger!&lt;br /&gt;Become superstars&lt;br /&gt;That's better&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see that bigger is better&lt;br /&gt;And better is bigger&lt;br /&gt;A little bit is never enough&lt;br /&gt;No, No, No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want it all!&lt;br /&gt;You want it, you know that you want it&lt;br /&gt;The fame and the fortune and more&lt;br /&gt;You want it all, you want it, you know that you want it&lt;br /&gt;You gotta have your star on the door&lt;br /&gt;You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press&lt;br /&gt;Only givng you the best to use.&lt;br /&gt;Sing it!&lt;br /&gt;I want it all&lt;br /&gt;I want it, I want it, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;My name in lights at Carnage Hall&lt;br /&gt;I want it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see it&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;They're gonna love me&lt;br /&gt;Ahem&lt;br /&gt;I mean us!&lt;br /&gt;Red carpet, rose bouquets, crowd waiting back stage&lt;br /&gt;I'm with her, don't stop me, I'm not the paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;Invitations, standing ovations&lt;br /&gt;Magazines&lt;br /&gt;Yes please&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be celebrities!&lt;br /&gt;Photographs, fanclubs, give the people what they love&lt;br /&gt;Now you're excited!&lt;br /&gt;I like it&lt;br /&gt;Let's do it then&lt;br /&gt;Times Square, jet setters, sequels&lt;br /&gt;Hey better&lt;br /&gt;New York today, tomorrow the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold out shows&lt;br /&gt;Think bigger&lt;br /&gt;And the oscar goes to....&lt;br /&gt;That's better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see that bigger is better and Better is bigger&lt;br /&gt;A little bit is never enough!&lt;br /&gt;No, No, No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I you want it all!&lt;br /&gt;I want it, I want it, Want it&lt;br /&gt;The fame and the fortune..and more&lt;br /&gt;I want it all&lt;br /&gt;I want it, I want it, Want it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have my star on the door&lt;br /&gt;You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press&lt;br /&gt;Only giving me the best to use.&lt;br /&gt;I Want it all!&lt;br /&gt;I want it, Want it, Want it, Radio, CD, Music Hall&lt;br /&gt;We Want it all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in the spotlight we shine, look at who we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk59IlhPuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/IG8HJX_Gn-0/s1600-h/hsm3iwantall2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQk59IlhPuI/AAAAAAAAAa0/IG8HJX_Gn-0/s200/hsm3iwantall2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262801361998790370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Broadway knows your name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that you're a STARRRR!&lt;br /&gt;Dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Breakdown]&lt;br /&gt;I want it, I-I I want it, I want it, I want it,&lt;br /&gt;I-I, I want it, i want it, i want I-I I Want It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Want It All! I want it, I want it, I want it! (I WANT IT ALLL)&lt;br /&gt;The fame and the fortune and more!&lt;br /&gt;I want it all! I want it, I want it&lt;br /&gt;I gotta have my star on the door&lt;br /&gt;You want the world nothing less, all the glam and the press&lt;br /&gt;Only giving you the best to use.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;Paris!&lt;br /&gt;London!&lt;br /&gt;Rome!&lt;br /&gt;Toronto!&lt;br /&gt;LA!&lt;br /&gt;Sidney!&lt;br /&gt;Buenos Aires!&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo!&lt;br /&gt;Moscow!&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood!&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood!&lt;br /&gt;NEW YORK CITY!!&lt;br /&gt;WE WANT IT ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys are Back (Riley's Auto Services)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Performed by: Troy and Chad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I like about this song (and the video, of course) is the James Bond-ish effect it has (at least on me). And oh, I love that scene when after crawling under a car, 8-year-old Chad and Troy emerged! Haha! Verrrry cute! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQktNw3fWwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1tE-tAPSwfg/s1600-h/hsm3boysareback.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQktNw3fWwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/1tE-tAPSwfg/s200/hsm3boysareback.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262787354038328066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both: Take It Back To The Place Where You Know That It All Began.&lt;br /&gt;Chad: We Can Be Anything We Wanna Be!&lt;br /&gt;Both: You Can Tell By The Noise That The Boys Are Back Again!&lt;br /&gt;Chad: Together Makin' History!&lt;br /&gt;Both: This Is Our Town, And I'm Tellin' You All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Do It Again!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Wake Up The Neighborhood!&lt;br /&gt;The Boys Are Back! The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Climbin' Up The Walls, Anytime We Want!&lt;br /&gt;The Word Is Out, The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chad: Keep Dealing With The Right When We Fight Every Single Time! Undefeated Here In Our House, Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Both: We Can Rock, We Can Shock, When We Like.&lt;br /&gt;Chad: Tonight We're Gonna All Out! I Think Its Time To Show How To Be A Superhero!&lt;br /&gt;Both: This Is Our Town, And Im Tellin' You All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Do It Again!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Wake Up The Neighborhood!&lt;br /&gt;The Boys Are Back! The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Climbin' Up The Walls, Anytime We Want!&lt;br /&gt;The Word Is Out, The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troy: Here To Change The World!&lt;br /&gt;Both: To Solve A Mystery, Fight The Battle, Save The Girl! No One Can Stop Us Now, We're The Ones Who Make The Rules!&lt;br /&gt;The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Troy: No Need To Worry, Cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both: The Boys Are Back! The Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;Chad: Look Out Now!&lt;br /&gt;Both: The Boys Are Back, Gonna Do It Again&lt;br /&gt;Chad: And We Make It Look Good!&lt;br /&gt;Both: The Boys Are Back! The Boys Are Back! Climbin' Down The Walls, Anytime We Want! We're Sure That You Know By Now, The&lt;br /&gt;Boys Are Back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical (Graduation Ceremony, East High Grounds)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: All Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The finale! Uhm, there's nothing more to say actually. You can almost feel the emotion of everyone (exaggerating!) in the movie, especially the last part where all six (Ryan, Sharpay, Troy, Gabriella, Chad and Taylor) walk down the field where a curtain closes off the graduation ceremony and turns into a stage. The High School Musical logo drops down as they do their signature jump pose, the camera pans a close up of each actor before taking their final bow and the curtain closes. Awww.. *sniff, sniff*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Troy]: Whoo!&lt;br /&gt;[Ryan]: Come On!&lt;br /&gt;[Sharpay]: Alright!&lt;br /&gt;[Chad]: Little Louder Now!&lt;br /&gt;[Gabriella]: Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella):&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' Forward From Center Stage, Graduation Day, Time To Get The Future Started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What We Leave, What We Take With Us,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Matter What, It's Somethin' We're a part Of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Learn To Fly.&lt;br /&gt;Together Side-By-Side. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Just Want The Rest Of My Life, To Feel As Good As My&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Lets Celebrate Where We Come From!&lt;br /&gt;With Friends Who've Been There All Along, Just Like,&lt;br /&gt;Our High School, High School Musical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ryan &amp;amp; Sharpay):&lt;br /&gt;Improvisation Without A Script, No Ones Written It, And Now We Have The Chance Too!&lt;br /&gt;Someday We'll Be Lookin' Back,&lt;br /&gt;Memories We've Had, All The Songs That We Lived Through!&lt;br /&gt;The Best Of Times,&lt;br /&gt;So Why Leave Them Behind. Why Cant The Rest Of My Life&lt;br /&gt;Be Like My,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who Says We Have To Let It Go?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's The Best Part We've Ever Known, Step Into The Future!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We'll Hold On to,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School Musical, Lets Celebrate Where We Come From,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With Friends Who've been There All Along, Just Like,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our High School, High School Musical!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chad &amp;amp; Taylor):&lt;br /&gt;Now We Finally Realize&lt;br /&gt;Who We Are, It Just Took Some Time&lt;br /&gt;That You Learn And To Live To See The Truth&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;Can't You See The Truth?&lt;br /&gt;(Chad &amp;amp; Taylor):&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's Ever Impossible, Into The Future With Every Fall. Until Forever We'll Always Have High School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Troy):&lt;br /&gt;Turn the Party, Lets Celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;(Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella):&lt;br /&gt;Cause The Worlds One Big Stage, And In It What You Want, It Can Be Yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;Everybody Sing, Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(Troy):&lt;br /&gt;Can You Show Us, Now We're Wanna Go?&lt;br /&gt;(Gabriella):&lt;br /&gt;It's Where The Status Is Here, Oh.&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;High School, Lives On Forever More! High School, High School Musical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical,&lt;br /&gt;Who Says We Have To Let It Go?&lt;br /&gt;It's The Best Part We've Ever Known, Step Into The Future,&lt;br /&gt;We'll Hold On to,&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical, Lets Celebrate Where We Come From,&lt;br /&gt;With Friends Who've Been There All Along, Oh Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gabriella):&lt;br /&gt;I Wish My Life Could Feel Like A,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Everyone):&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical,&lt;br /&gt;Who Says We Have To Let It Go?&lt;br /&gt;It's The Best Part We've Ever Known,Step Into The Future!&lt;br /&gt;We'll Hold On to,&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical, Lets Celebrate Where We Come From,&lt;br /&gt;With Friends Who've been There All Along, Just Like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkzRdS9IbI/AAAAAAAAAak/zoPz6_Yg0Tw/s1600-h/hsm3poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkzRdS9IbI/AAAAAAAAAak/zoPz6_Yg0Tw/s400/hsm3poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262794014574059954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 28px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkVb0G7lII/AAAAAAAAAZM/tpaDpNulncc/s200/divider02.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262761207147500674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Looks like I did like almost all of the songs! :) But honestly, since this is really a feel good movie, why not enjoy it for what it's for! Feel good! :D The best High School Musical installment! And I'm not yet over with it! Got a Right Here, Right Now ringback. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Words in bold are my favorite lines; words in italics on the other hand are my comments/ opinion. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/highschoolmusical3/"&gt;HSM3 Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=high%20school%20musical%203&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;Images from Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.ph/search?q=high+school+musical+3+lyrics&amp;amp;ie=utf-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;aq=t&amp;amp;rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;Lyrics from Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High_School_Musical_3:_Senior_Year"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3146100433547798602?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3146100433547798602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3146100433547798602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3146100433547798602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3146100433547798602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/10/hsm3-high-fever-still-on.html' title='HSM3 (High) Fever Still On!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SQkfjUQNP7I/AAAAAAAAAZc/fgZjVGVHBF4/s72-c/hsm3rooftop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3521113368162696322</id><published>2008-10-15T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:53:30.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakit gusto ko ng chocolate?</title><content type='html'>Gusto ko ng chocolate! 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Nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ricoa Flat Tops&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 217pt;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="288"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 122pt;" width="162"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 95pt;" width="126"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" class="xl69" style="height: 15pt; width: 217pt;" height="20" width="288"&gt;Nutrition   Facts&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Serving Size 3 pieces&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Servings per Container 3&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Calories 80&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Calories from Fat 50&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl66"&gt;% Daily Values*&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Total Fat 5g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;8%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Saturated Fat 5g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;25%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Polyunsaturated Fat 0g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Monounsaturated Fat 0g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Cholesterol 3mg&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;1%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sodium 30mg&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;1%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Total Carbohydrate 8g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;3%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dietary Fiber 0g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sugars 7g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Protein 1g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin A 0%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Calcium 4%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin C 0%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Iron 0%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" colspan="2" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;*   Based on a 2,000 Calorie Diet&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nestle Chuckie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 259pt;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="345"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 145pt;" width="193"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 66pt;" width="88"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 48pt;" width="64"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td colspan="3" class="xl68" style="height: 15pt; width: 259pt;" height="20" width="345"&gt;Nutrition   Facts&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Serving Size 250 mL&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Servings per Container 1&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl66" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Average Consumption&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl66"&gt;Per Serving&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl66"&gt;% RENI*&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Energy, kcal&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;195&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;13&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Protein, g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;19&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Carbohydrated, g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;30&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Fat, g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Calcium, mg&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;278&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;50&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin A, mcg RE&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;139&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin D, mcg&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;2.5&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;50&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Phosphorus, mg&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;275&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" align="right"&gt;55&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" colspan="2" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;*   Based on 2002 RENI Children: 4-6 years old&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tobi Chocolate Peanut Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;table style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 242pt;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="322"&gt;&lt;col style="width: 145pt;" width="193"&gt;  &lt;col style="width: 97pt;" width="129"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td colspan="2" class="xl70" style="height: 15pt; width: 242pt;" height="20" width="322"&gt;Nutrition   Facts&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl70" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl70"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl69" colspan="2" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Serving   Size 30g (2 tablespoons)&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Serving Per Container about 10&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Calories 180&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Calories from Fat 110&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl66"&gt;% Daily Values*&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Total Fat 13g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;19%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Saturated Fat 3g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;14%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Cholesterol 0mg&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sodium 0mg&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;0%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Total Carbohydrate 9g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;3%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Dietary Fiber 4g&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl67" align="right"&gt;17%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl68" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Sugars 5g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Protein 7g&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin A 0%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Calcium 0%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;Vitamin C 0%&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;Iron 3%&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;tr style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65" style="height: 15pt;" height="20"&gt;* Based on a 2,000 Calorie   Diet&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td class="xl65"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wehehe! Gusto ko pa din ng chocolate! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from &lt;a href="http://chinesefood.about.com/od/westernhol/a/chocolate.htm"&gt;About.Com: Chocolate - Health Benefits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What is it that makes chocolate so irresistible? A large part of chocolate's allure, of course, lies in the taste - a deliciously rich concoction that satisfies the most intense craving. But several chemical reactions are also at work. For one thing, chocolate stimulates the secretion of endorphins, producing a pleasureable sensation similar to the "runner's high" a jogger feels after running several miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolate also contains a neurotransmitter, serotonin, that acts as an anti-depressant. Other substances, such as theobromine and phenylethylamine, have a stimulating effect. However, the truth is that scientists are still not positive how the over three-hundred chemicals contained in chocolate make us feel so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...scientists are beginning to disprove some common myths about the dangers of eating too much chocolate. For example, it is not true that eating chocolate can cause acne or make it worse. Nor is chocolate the threat to healthy teeth that it was once thought to be. While both cocoa and chocolate contain sugar, they also have properties that work against sugar's tendency to produce the oral bacteria that eventually leads to dental decay. In fact, researchers at the Eastman Dental Center in Rochester, New York, have concluded that milk chocolate is one of the snack foods that is least likely to contribute to tooth decay, since it contains phosphate and other minerals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Furthermore, while chocolate may not be the most healthy snack around, it does contain a number of nutrients. High in potassium and magnesium, chocolate also provides us with several vitamins - including B1, B2, D, and E. As for calories, no one is going to claim chocolate is the quintessential diet food. Still, the average chocolate bar contains approximately 250 calories - low enough for a dieter to enjoy one as an occasional treat. Besides, indulging your chocolate craving from time to time can help prevent the bingeing that is a dieter's worst enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.momscape.com/articles/chocolate.htm"&gt;Momscape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But On The Negative Side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. Chocolate may trigger headaches in migraine sufferers. --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oops, bulls eye! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. Milk chocolate is high in calories, saturated fat and sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/diet/news/20030827/dark-chocolate-is-healthy-chocolate?page=2"&gt;WebMD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dark Chocolate Is Healthy Chocolate By Daniel J. DeNoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aug. 27, 2003 -- Got high blood pressure? Try a truffle. Worried about heart disease? Buy a bon-bon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the best medical news in ages. Studies in two prestigious scientific journals say dark chocolate -- but not white chocolate or milk chocolate -- is good for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...But that's no license to go on a chocolate binge. Eating more dark chocolate can help lower blood pressure -- if you've reached a certain age and have mild high blood pressure, say the researchers. But you have to balance the extra calories by eating less of other things. - Dirk Taubert, MD, PhD, and colleagues at the University of Cologne, Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Dark chocolate -- but not milk chocolate or dark chocolate eaten with milk -- is a potent antioxidant, report Mauro Serafini, PhD, of Italy's National Institute for Food and Nutrition Research in Rome, and colleagues..."Our findings indicate that milk may interfere with the absorption of antioxidants from chocolate ... and may therefore negate the potential health benefits that can be derived from eating moderate amounts of dark chocolate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...What is it about dark chocolate? The answer is plant phenols -- cocoa phenols, to be exact. These compounds are known to lower blood pressure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chocolates made in Europe are generally richer in cocoa phenols than those made in the U.S. So if you're going to try this at home, remember: Darker is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just remember to balance the calories. A 100-gram serving of Hershey's Special Dark Chocolate Bar has 531 calories, according to the U.S. Department of Agriculture. If you ate that much raw apple you'd only take in 52 calories. But then, you'd miss out on the delicious blood pressure benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A hint: Don't replace healthy foods with chocolate. Most people's diets have plenty of sweets. Switch those for some chocolate if you're going to try the truffle treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, great! Let's all eat chocolate! DARK, please.. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3521113368162696322?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3521113368162696322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3521113368162696322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3521113368162696322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3521113368162696322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/10/bakit-gusto-ko-ng-chocolate.html' title='Bakit gusto ko ng chocolate?'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4064511187544842508</id><published>2008-10-14T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:23:50.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on buses and trains</title><content type='html'>Hey Mom, why didn't you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't you teach me a thing or two?&lt;br /&gt;You just let me go, out into the world,&lt;br /&gt;You never thought to share what you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.america2050.org/upload/2007/07/HSR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.america2050.org/upload/2007/07/HSR.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus):&lt;br /&gt;So I walked under a bus,&lt;br /&gt;I got hit by a train,&lt;br /&gt;Keep fallin' in love,&lt;br /&gt;Which is kind of the same,&lt;br /&gt;I've sunk out at sea, crashed my car, gone insane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it felt so good, I wanna do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mom, why didn't you warn me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause about boys there's something I should have known,&lt;br /&gt;They're like chocolate cake, like cigarettes,&lt;br /&gt;I know they're bad for me but I just can't leave 'em alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mom, since we're talkin',&lt;br /&gt;What was it like when you were young?&lt;br /&gt;Has the world changed or is still the same?&lt;br /&gt;A man can kill and still be the sweetest fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sung by: Bachelor Girl from &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/b/bachelor_girl/buses_and_trains.html"&gt;Lyrics Mode&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4064511187544842508?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4064511187544842508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4064511187544842508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4064511187544842508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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away&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you've always dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Close enough for you to taste&lt;br /&gt;But you just can't touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;br /&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;We live and we learn to take&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;It's like learning to fly&lt;br /&gt;Or falling in love&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna happen and it's&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to happen and we&lt;br /&gt;Find the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe and you doubt&lt;br /&gt;You're confused, you got it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;Everything that you always wished for&lt;br /&gt;Could be yours, should be yours, would be yours&lt;br /&gt;If they only knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna show the world, but no one knows your name yet&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when and where and how you're gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;You know you can if you get the chance&lt;br /&gt;In your face as the door keeps slamming&lt;br /&gt;Now you're feeling more and more frustrated&lt;br /&gt;And you're getting all kind of impatient waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/jordinsparks/onestepatatime.html"&gt;AZLyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-722323624709892332?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/722323624709892332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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He's the second in 4 siblings, my mother being the eldest. I don't know if he's been in any place aside from Bicol. I think from the family, he's the one who has never been to Manila. He enjoys being in the field, being in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salog&lt;/span&gt;, might be because it's more comfortable to be near nature. A very hard-working man. He has been Papang and Mamang's constant help in the affairs of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coprahan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abaca&lt;/span&gt;. When I was in high school, he would help in the setting-up of the sound system whenever there are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barayle&lt;/span&gt; in our barangay, and even in other barangays, as he is a staff of Munoy Narcing's lights and sounds. He would come home very early in the mornings (already) during these times. These rakets was aside from helping in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coprahan&lt;/span&gt;. He was the one who took charge of Papang and Mamang's house in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;salog&lt;/span&gt; when Papang had to be in the hospital a lot of times, especially when he had an operation for appendicitis. That was when Papay Ahmel was still in Saudi and Mamay Ely was in Manila working. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. For a span of 10 months, we've already had 2 births -- Arjhen (Jenny and Arnel's) and John Luis (Novie and Erwin's) -- and 2 deaths -- Papang and Papay Nongnong. How ironic. But I guess that is how life really goes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May nawawala at may dumarating&lt;/span&gt;. And death is one of the surest thing in this world. Eventually, we all will die. I was just saddened by the fact that I was not able to convey the message of salvation to both my Papang and my Papay Nongnong (and especially to Papay Nongnong, as I am not that close to him and I'm here in Manila during the times he's in the hospital). When Papang was in the hospital, I was able to visit him. And in a way, ministered to him. We prayed for him. It really pains me to see them all going and me, still waiting for the right time. When is the right time? What if something happened to all of them? The past months, there has been constant earthquake in Patag, and I don't know where this is coming from. It breaks my heart to see my family going through all these and I'm still covered in my shell for fear of rejection and persecution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, out of nowhere, while walking to the office, I was singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paglisan&lt;/span&gt;. The lyrics just pierced through me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung ang buhay ay isang umagang nakangiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At ikaw ay ang lupang sinusuyo ng bituin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di mo man silip ang langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di mo man silip ito'y nandirito pa rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung ang lahat ay may katapusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itong paglalakbay ay makakarating din sa paroroonan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At sa `yong paglisan Ang tanging pabaon ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sa pagbuhos ng ulan Sa haplos ng hangin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alaala mo ay nakaukit sa pisngi ng langit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di man umihip ang hangin ahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di man umihip ika'y nandirito pa rin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung ang lahat ay may katapusan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Itong paglalakbay ay makakarating din sa paroroonan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At sa `yong paglisan Ang tanging pabaon ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay pag-ibig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ooh ooh ooh ooh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe, I was just in the mood for mourning. As was the weather (it was raining when the sun should have been). I'm even wearing all black, I just realized. A lot of things are really happening already. And maybe, this is a wake-up call. And I really have to do something about it. If only all this will be gone after I cried. Then it would be very easy. And life, is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;** Paglisan. Color it Red. &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/color-it-red-paglisan-lyrics.html"&gt;Lyrics Download&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-2714563666635088039?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/2714563666635088039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=2714563666635088039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2714563666635088039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2714563666635088039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/10/papay-nongnong.html' title='Papay Nongnong'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-6596125547315356619</id><published>2008-10-07T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:46:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maynilad Advisory</title><content type='html'>Maynilad customers now have another convenient way of paying their water bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effective this month, customers can use Megalink ATM terminals to pay their Maynilad water bills. This after the company availed of the bills payment services of Megalink Inc., which has 22 member banks and over 11 million cardholders nationwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The additional payment channel, according to Maynilad’s Treasury head Aurora Canape, will help to eliminate the need for customers to queue in the company’s Business Area offices just to make their payments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“As long as they have a Megalink ATM card, our customers can start making water bill payments in specified ATM terminals. This is just one of the many payment options that Maynilad is providing to ease the business transaction process for our customers,” she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following Megalink ATM terminals are now ready to accept Maynilad water bill payments: Planters Development Bank, Pacific Ace Savings Bank, United Coconut Planters Bank, Premiere Development Bank, ENCASH, Development Bank of the Philippines, Philippine National Bank, Philippine Veterans Bank, Union Bank of the Philippines and Queen City Development Bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other payment channel options for Maynilad customers include over-the-counter payments at PNB, Banco de Oro (BDO), East-West Bank, RCBC Savings Bank; phone banking through BPI Express Phone Banking; credit cards of Metrobank and BDO; Internet ATM banking through BPI Express Online, PNB, BancNet, East-West Bank; Mobile Phone Banking through Globe G-Cash and Smart Money; and Payment Centers such as LBC, 7-11, RCPI, Cebuana Lhuillier, Robinsons Department Stores and SM Department Stores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-6596125547315356619?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/6596125547315356619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=6596125547315356619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6596125547315356619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6596125547315356619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/10/maynilad-advisory_07.html' title='Maynilad Advisory'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1763466335602073774</id><published>2008-10-03T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T09:02:04.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYNILAD ADVISORY</title><content type='html'>MAYNILAD Water is upgrading its pipe network in Manila as part of its continuous effort to improve service, resulting in a temporary water supply interruption in some areas starting from 9 p.m. on Tuesday, October 7, 2008, until 9 a.m., Wednesday, October 8, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service improvement project involves the replacement of a 750-mm gate valve along C.M. Recto corner Legarda, Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will result in water service interruption in portions of Sampaloc, Sta. Cruz and Quiapo area bounded by Lacson, España, Lerma, Andalucia, Bambang, Rizal Ave., Pasig River, Nepomuceno, and Legarda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maynilad is advising residents in these areas to store water good for the duration of the water service interruption. They may also call Maynilad Water &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotline 1626&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1763466335602073774?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1763466335602073774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1763466335602073774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1763466335602073774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1763466335602073774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/10/maynilad-advisory.html' title='MAYNILAD ADVISORY'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7542598262816121089</id><published>2008-09-30T13:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:59:37.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailor Moon RPG: The Moon Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SOG_-B1Vi5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/LTUgvRL4NdQ/s1600-h/ver5.2+title.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SOG_-B1Vi5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/LTUgvRL4NdQ/s200/ver5.2+title.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251689712855649170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am currently playing a new game! Hehe.. Nagsawa na ata ako sa kakauli-ulit ng Ahriman's Prophecy. Hehe.. While browsing through the forums in Amaranthia, i found a thread about homemade games, at nakita ko nga si Sailor Moon RPG. Hehe.. I'm playing version 5.2. So far, I already have Usagi (Sailor Moon), Ami (Sailor Mercury) and Rei (Sailor Mars) in my party. I'm on the verge of saving Makoto (Sailor Jupiter), but I got stucked. Hehe!.. I can't go past the Sailor Jupiter statues. (I'll post screenshot when I got home). I've been playing the same scenario for I think 3 hours already. Hehe.. When I was able to get Sailor Mercury and Sailor Mars in a span of 2 hours?! Hehe. *sighs* Can't wait to go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7542598262816121089?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7542598262816121089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7542598262816121089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7542598262816121089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7542598262816121089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/09/sailor-moon-rpg-moon-child.html' title='Sailor Moon RPG: The Moon Child'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SOG_-B1Vi5I/AAAAAAAAAXA/LTUgvRL4NdQ/s72-c/ver5.2+title.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7787529509772582736</id><published>2008-09-26T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T15:01:09.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been an anime fan since grade school. And taught myself how to draw anime people. Haha! La lang, I found this pretty anime girl in my space. I just wish I could draw this good! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="Anime Myspace Comments" src="http://i.mynicespace.com/471/47156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mnsls.com/anime-47156.html" title="Anime Myspace Comments"&gt;MyNiceSpace.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only life is as beautiful as an anime drawing. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7787529509772582736?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7787529509772582736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7787529509772582736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7787529509772582736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7787529509772582736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/09/pretty-anime.html' title='Pretty Anime'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-2558485388452679897</id><published>2008-09-24T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:54:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maynilad will implement FCDA increase starting Oct. 1</title><content type='html'>MAYNILAD Water Services Inc. will implement an average of P0.30 per cubic meter or 1.3 percent of the Basic Charge (P23.05 per cubic meter) increase in its Foreign Currency Differential Adjustment (FCDA) charge starting October 1, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This translates to an increase of P5.52 in the water bill of a family of five consuming an average of 30 cubic meters of water per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The increase in water tariff for Maynilad customers for the last quarter of 2008 is due to a slight upward adjustment in the FCDA, following the depreciation of the peso against the dollar and other foreign currencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FCDA is a tariff mechanism used by utility companies to allow it to recover losses or give back gains from the fluctuating movements of the peso against other currencies. Due to a weaker peso, Maynilad’s FCDA charge will be adjusted from -P0.40 per cubic meter in the previous quarter to -P0.10 per cubic meter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maynilad pays foreign-dominated Concession Fees to the Metropolitan Waterworks and Sewerage System (MWSS), as well as loans to fund projects that will expand and modernize water and sewerage services for its more than 900,000 households, commercial and industrial consumers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The company is implementing a systematic and well-funded program to recover lost water and bring it to the underserved or unserved sectors in the West service area. Maynilad has also focused its attention on complementing its programs for sewerage and sanitation to accelerate provision of related services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rate will be effective from October to December 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advisory courtesy of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNoADjSUg2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/v80yAv9hfN4/s1600-h/Maynilad+Corp+Com.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNoADjSUg2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/v80yAv9hfN4/s320/Maynilad+Corp+Com.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249508376665424738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-2558485388452679897?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/2558485388452679897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=2558485388452679897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2558485388452679897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2558485388452679897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/09/maynilad-will-implement-fcda-increase.html' title='Maynilad will implement FCDA increase starting Oct. 1'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNoADjSUg2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/v80yAv9hfN4/s72-c/Maynilad+Corp+Com.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4461753960626568761</id><published>2008-09-22T16:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:29:13.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahriman's Prophecy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNncuaGmU_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/mg8BZmduCXo/s1600-h/Ahrimans-Prophecy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNncuaGmU_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/mg8BZmduCXo/s320/Ahrimans-Prophecy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249469530516116466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: This is very addictive! Beware! Haha! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this game!My first try in playing RPG games. And I love it! Nakaka-adik nga, truly! I like the story, yung mga twists, the soundtract (still ringing in my ears, hehe), the characters,  and everything in it! And it's free to donwload! Grabe, galeng, galeng talaga! Dalawang beses ko nang inulit from the start tong game na to. And most probably, uulit-ulitin in the near future. Sarap pantanggal ng stresses.. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All praises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download this game &lt;a href="http://www.amaranthia.com/modules/ahriman/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4461753960626568761?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4461753960626568761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4461753960626568761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4461753960626568761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4461753960626568761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-addictive-beware-haha-inaantok.html' title='Ahriman&apos;s Prophecy'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SNncuaGmU_I/AAAAAAAAAVk/mg8BZmduCXo/s72-c/Ahrimans-Prophecy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-5324818977775653286</id><published>2008-09-04T07:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:02:51.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Book Fair Finds at OMF Lit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.omflit.com/home/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SL8jvngPRII/AAAAAAAAANk/_k2RxBfQ3IE/s400/OMF+Lit_blog+banner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241947792247571586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The thing about a good book is that you never want to keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in a bookstore, scanning titles, browsing first pages. Then one&lt;br /&gt;book piques your interest. Before you know it you're taking home your own&lt;br /&gt;copy, or sitting on the aisle to finish the last chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the kind of book you just can't wait to tell your friends&lt;br /&gt;about--and they tell their friends, and their friends tell more friends, and&lt;br /&gt;so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know the perfect place to find a good book,&lt;br /&gt;you can't keep it to yourself, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So share the news: the biggest book event in the country is just&lt;br /&gt;around the corner! Bring your friends along to the---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th Manila International Book Fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 12-16, 10am-8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SMX Convention Center, Mall of Asia Complex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your friends about the Book Fair and get a new book--FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter to win a FREE hot-off-the-press book from OMF Literature! Just&lt;br /&gt;post this image in your blog, Multiply, or Facebook with a link to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.omflit.com/home/index.php"&gt;www.OMFLit.com&lt;/a&gt; and send the webpage link to &lt;a href="emailto:Promo@OMFLit.com"&gt;Promo@OMFLit.com&lt;/a&gt;. We'll randomly&lt;br /&gt;select 5 winners who will each get to pick one newly released book of their&lt;br /&gt;choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.omflit.com/home/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/SL8kwKty_uI/AAAAAAAAAN0/FBvZnAx26iw/s400/hana+copy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241948901211307746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manga-mazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't manga amazing? Tell us three reasons why you like manga! The&lt;br /&gt;first 30 to email Promo@OMFLit.com get 30% off on Tomo graphic novels at the&lt;br /&gt;Book Fair! Click here for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tune in to &lt;a href="http://www.jam883.fm/"&gt;Jam 88.3&lt;/a&gt; on Thursday (September 4), 7-9pm. DJ Lana is&lt;br /&gt;featuring the Tomo graphic novels on her show, Shelve It. Plus, she's giving&lt;br /&gt;away five copies of Tomo Volume 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to &lt;a href="http://dzfe.febc.ph/"&gt;98.7 DZFE&lt;/a&gt; and catch Ardy Roberto and Grace D. Chong read&lt;br /&gt;excerpts from their latest books, The Heart of Healing and Gifts of Grace&lt;br /&gt;Book 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want free tickets and other freebies at the Book Fair?&lt;br /&gt;Download and print this flyer to get free entrance plus a free book&lt;br /&gt;upon purchase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder: we'll honor one flyer per person per day only.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry! 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(must be the aircon, haha).. i just hope i wouldn't ruin it.. and hope that i would be shortlisted.. and accepted eventually, hehe.. derf has been telling me since yesterday that i can do this.. *sighs* can i forward the time to tomorrow, or tonight, so i wouldn't have to go through this whole ordeal anymore? haha! escapist perspective.. this is my first time to be really interviewed, my first time to be interviewed actually for a job position.. haha! that's why i'm so anxious.. i have no background or anything to compare with at all.. first time.. i hate these butterflies.. haha! i use to love butterflies.. but i want seeing them, not lurking around and over my stomach and heart.. haha! am i prepared enough? i have been researching for various interview questions.. and i practiced answering just this morning in front of my small mirror.. haha! but it's really different when it's actual.. of course, it should be different.. because i would not be talking to myself anymore, and not talking to a mirror, but a person (with high standard and integrity), an executive more accurately.. i also have to practice sitting straight and talking loud enough.. and i put a little make-up on my face which i've been practicing since i found out i am scheduled for an interview, and which got me a few pimples on my face (although i am not sure if this is make-up related, hehe).. i have another dilemma.. i have a skirt here to go with my long sleeves and blazer.. but i'm not sure if the skirt if formal enough for an interview.. although it looks like one to me.. hehe.. i just hope it will look like formal also to the one who will interview me.. grr, i really feel cold.. and i'm wearing a blazer already, and i have stockings, and i'm still on my slacks.. i'll just change into my skirt later.. 3 more hours and 30 minutes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3856712362704613628?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3856712362704613628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3856712362704613628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3856712362704613628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3856712362704613628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/08/interview-anxiety.html' title='interview anxiety'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1164706983164532285</id><published>2008-07-29T12:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:05:00.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Job and the Interview</title><content type='html'>Preparing for my job interview, scheduled tomorrow, 9:00 AM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Attire: Old Rose/ Pink Long sleeves, Blazer, Slacks, Closed Shoes&lt;br /&gt;The Look: Corporate (with make-up and all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have bought the business suit "set" I saw at Trinoma Cinderella the last time we were there. It was just that I am not sure whether I will be scheduled for an interview so I had doubts buying the item. Now, I don't know how will I be able to buy the whole set,  don't have enough money to buy it. Or maybe, I'll just buy the long sleeves. Anyway, I have my reliable blazer with me. And the slacks, I have a number of slacks to choose from anyway. Fair enough. It's a good thing though that I bought that closed shoes we saw at Landmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I have to trouble myself with right now is my soft speaking voice, and my low self-confidence. I have to appear relaxed and calm (even if my stomach is tumbling upside down or my heart is banging its loudest). I have to answer the questions fluently and articulately. I should sleep early tonight. I hope I can sleep. Normally, on one of these situations, I have a trouble sleeping because of all or any of these: tension, anxiety, fear, nervousness, excitement, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to learn the basics of make-up tonight(!!!) since I normally don't apply make-up when I go to office. And I don't have a make-up kit (!!!), I don't even have blush-on which I think is the basic thing. Now, I have to really dig into Trinoma to look for even the basic make-up kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having anxieties already, even now. This is not good. I know. I have to constantly remind myself that I am not alone in this endeavor. That He who brought me here will continue to work and be with me, always. That I can bring glory to His name even in this simple job interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My battlecry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Philippians 4:6-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1164706983164532285?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1164706983164532285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1164706983164532285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1164706983164532285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1164706983164532285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/job-and-interview.html' title='The Job and the Interview'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4210533556156751863</id><published>2008-07-28T08:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:57:56.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigo Realm'/><title type='text'>amazing</title><content type='html'>When my sister in Bicol, who's in fourth year right now taking up computer programming texted me last Friday that she badly needs a personal computer for her thesis and stuffs (and the fact that she's taking up computer programming), I couldn't help but say how absurd she is to ask for me that thing when I cannot even save for my wedding.. But lo and behold! I was amazed once again of the wonderful grace that is of God's alone. Amidst all the hustles of looking for a very cheap second-hand PC in all the places I could think of, and places referred to me, God provided, and I didn't even realize it. Thanks to a very willing donor who so generously offered her PC for the price I can afford. Ate Anj. Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4210533556156751863?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4210533556156751863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4210533556156751863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4210533556156751863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4210533556156751863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/amazing.html' title='amazing'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7815831581743787294</id><published>2008-07-25T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T10:30:59.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Flowers'/><title type='text'>My Wedding Blog</title><content type='html'>I created a wedding blog where I will be placing various announcements (regarding my wedding, of course) and where I will be sharing a lot of things that I am learning and relearning, things that are keeping my mind busy and things that I am feeling during all the hustles and bustles of this wedding preps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://derf-salve.blogspot.com"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to visit the site, leave a comment/ message, and run over my links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7815831581743787294?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7815831581743787294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7815831581743787294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7815831581743787294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7815831581743787294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-wedding-blog.html' title='My Wedding Blog'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3117006911689331862</id><published>2008-07-23T17:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T17:30:06.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigo Realm'/><title type='text'>fear and anxiety</title><content type='html'>I am BS leader tomorrow. Topic is fear and anxiety. I am not so confident even in the very act of leading, more so with a topic that I myself am having trouble conquering. I am a worrier, forever anxious and always afraid with a lot of things (even very small things). *sighs* And leading? Even this is getting me anxious... I just hope everything turns out fine. This is not about me anyway. Ok, a little of me. And a bunch of God's. Hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3117006911689331862?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3117006911689331862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3117006911689331862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3117006911689331862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3117006911689331862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/fear-and-anxiety.html' title='fear and anxiety'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-5737266941843240960</id><published>2008-07-22T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:25:02.449+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Flowers'/><title type='text'>DIY Wedding Make-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For a bride, creating a makeup look is a challenge. You want to look beautiful all day and you need to be photogenic for pictures that will last a lifetime, but you still require a look that is "touchably" soft so you don't scare your groom! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bridal makeup artist Sally Van Swearingen says it's possible to achieve all that, even if you do your own makeup for your special day. Sally has put together Studio Essentials for the Bride, a kit that contains must-have makeup and an instruction booklet. However, you can use your own makeup if you prefer. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here, she offers tips on achieving your own perfect wedding-day makeup: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before you begin, apply      antishine liquid powder to chin, nose and forehead, and moisturizer to the      rest of your face. Van Swearingen offers Matte Maker in her Studio      Essentials line. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brides in their 20s and 30s      should go for a natural, glowing look using sheer color. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brides over 40 need a more      neutral look using monochromatic shades. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The key to creating a flawless      look that lasts all day is in the way you apply concealer, highlighter and      foundation. "I recommend you get cream-based concealers in two shades      (see color tips below for individual skin tones), and then use only the      barest amount of foundation," says Van Swearingen. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use concealer under the eyes      and on reddened or darkened areas to even skin tone. Use the highlighter      around the eye area, at the brow line and around lips, the sides of the      nose and in the cleft of the chin. Gently stroke it on with a makeup brush      specially designed for concealers and highlighters (an acrylic artist's      brush works great). Then blend with a sponge. You'll notice how your face      begins to brighten. Now you will need less foundation. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use a sheer foundation      that matches your skin tone, but use a very small amount, as heavy      foundation will accentuate imperfect skin. Use a cream or stick foundation      for normal or dry skin and matte liquid for oily skin. A good makeup      artist's rule is to apply about five drops of foundation to your face --      one on each cheek, the point of the nose, the middle of the forehead and      the chin -- then put the container away and blend what is on the face. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Experiment with lashes      to open the eye and add drama. A great way to get that "A-list"      star look is to use a strip of faux lashes or individual lashes. This is      something you want to spend time practicing before your wedding day. To      get the most natural look, pick lashes with an invisible band and trim      them to the length of your eye. "Many professional makeup artists      prefer individual lashes," says Van Swearingen, "as they look      the most natural. However, lash strips are easier to apply when you are      designing your own makeup." When applying individual eyelashes, pull      them in at the outer corners to "lift" the eye rather than      applying directly to the lash line. Always use black glue. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For a youthful glow (if      you're under 40), you may want to try the new creamy luminescent shadows,      blushes and highlight sticks. I use two shades that work on any skin tone:      mauve and golden bronze. The lighter mauve color is used to highlight the      top of the cheekbone and brow bone, and as a light eye shadow base. The      bronze color has many uses, from contouring the cheekbone and jaw line to      bronzing the décolleté and adding depth to the eyelids. Don't forget to      apply a "gleaming" blush to the apples of the cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;If your skin tone is yellow based:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't use a pink- or white-based makeup. Use a concealer and highlighter with a warmer, amber base. "Asian brides glow when they use neutral and warm tones," says Van Swearingen. "Latina brides look beautiful in rich, bold colors, but they must be applied sparingly and blended well." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A light dusting of a      warm-based powder will set the look and balance the complexion. (It's a      good idea to assign powdering duty to one of your bridesmaids for      reapplication throughout the day.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To keep lips kissable      yet camera ready for hours, first start with a light application of lip      sealant. Take the brush out of the bottle and dab a little on the back of      the hand. From there, dip your finger into the sealant and stipple onto      your lips. Apply sparingly to keep your lip color from cracking. Next, dab      on a little bit of highlighter or concealer, blending well. Finally, apply      lip liner pencil to the entire lip. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for lip color, don't      choose a bright color that will detract from your eyes. Use rich, deep      shades, like mauve browns, burgundies or classic reds. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Get brows professionally      shaped about a week before your wedding, and check for strays two days      before. "You don't want to pluck brows the morning of your      wedding," says Van Swearingen. "You could create redness or      irritation." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For an elegant look,      further define your brows by shading in at the top of the brow, using a      very narrow brush with a slanted cut and matching brow powder. If you have      sparse brows, you may want to darken them a shade or two by having them      tinted at a local salon a few days before your wedding. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To apply eye shadow,      use three colors -- light, medium and deep. The light shade goes on the      lid from lash to brow line. The medium shadow goes in the crease or just      above the crease. And the deep shade goes on the outside corner of the eye      and can be used as an eyeliner. Tip: Never line around the entire eye      unless you have huge eyes. Lined eyes will look smaller. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apply two coats of waterproof      mascara. For a beautiful, elegant look, use more mascara near the base of      the lashes and less at the tips. Hint: Deep navy mascara brightens the      whites of the eyes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To prevent shine, apply      an antishine liquid powder to your nose, chin and forehead. (You may want      to use a little on the groom too, for the pictures.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you're over 40, always      use gloss layered on top of any lip color, which gives a youthful look.      Avoid matte lipstick because it can be aging. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;ul style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"  type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't forget your best      beauty feature on your wedding day... SMILE! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;em face="verdana"&gt;For more information, check out &lt;a href="http://www.studio-essentials.com/02thekit.html?redirect=" target="_new"&gt;studio-essentials.com&lt;/a&gt;, where Sally offers a video called "Multi-Beauty Techniques" that will teach you how to apply makeup to African-American, Asian, over- 40, Caucasian and teenage skin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from &lt;a href="http://weddings.ivillage.com/bridalbeauty/makeup/0,,rgtn,00.html"&gt;http://weddings.ivillage.com/bridalbeauty/makeup/0,,rgtn,00.html&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-5737266941843240960?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/5737266941843240960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=5737266941843240960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5737266941843240960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5737266941843240960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/diy-wedding-make-up.html' title='DIY Wedding Make-up'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8163232727874716398</id><published>2008-07-18T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:01:13.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Blossoms'/><title type='text'>Elements of a Filipiñana Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;For the wedding gown, wear a modernized &lt;em&gt;Maria Clara&lt;/em&gt; complete with &lt;em&gt;panuelo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1028" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image002.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1028" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;The groom, the male entourage and wedding guests should wear a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;barong tagalog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1027" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image003.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1027" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;The wedding invitation should be in Filipino/Tagalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image004.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1029" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Choose a turn-of-the-century venues for the ceremony and reception. Intramuros comes to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1030" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image005.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1030" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Instead of a bridal car, hire a horse-drawn &lt;em&gt;carruaje &lt;/em&gt;or &lt;em&gt;kalesa&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1031" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image006.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1031" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Have the Nuptial Mass in Filipino. Say your vows in the vernacular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1032" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image007.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1032" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Use &lt;em&gt;Sampaguita&lt;/em&gt; (our National flower) and other local blooms for the bouquet, confetti and decors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1033" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image008.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1033" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Hold an heirloom rosary with your bouquet as you march to honor your Catholic heritage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1034" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image009.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1034" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Let the choir sing Tagalog Liturgy songs for the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;and OPM lovesongs for the communion, piacture-taking and recessional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1035" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image010.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1035" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Upon exit at the church or during Grand Entrance at the reception, have the bestman exclaim: &lt;em&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MABUHAY ANG BAGONG KASAL!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;“&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1036" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image011.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1036" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Create a &lt;em&gt;Barrio Fiesta&lt;/em&gt; atmosphere in the reception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1037" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image012.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1037" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Serve an all-Filipino buffet with a &lt;em&gt;lecheon&lt;/em&gt; (roast pig) as a central part of the &lt;em&gt;handaan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1038" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image013.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1038" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;For December weddings, have a &lt;em&gt;puto bungbong&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;bibingka&lt;/em&gt; stall&lt;br /&gt;to get the guests into the Christmas mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1039" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image014.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1039" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Dress up the ceiling of the reception hall with &lt;em&gt;banderitas&lt;/em&gt; instead of drapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1040" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image015.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1040" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Instead of flowers, use tropical fruits &lt;em&gt;(mango, pineapple, rambutan, atis, etc. ) &lt;/em&gt;as table centerpieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1041" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image016.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1041" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Hire a &lt;em&gt;rondalla&lt;/em&gt; instead of a string quartet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1042" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image017.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1042" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Play the guitar and serenade the bride with a &lt;em&gt;harana&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1043" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image018.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1043" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Do the money dance. It’s a Filipino tradition!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1044" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image019.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1044" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Never miss the details.&lt;br /&gt;Have a cake topper with the groom in a traditional &lt;em&gt;barong&lt;/em&gt; than the usual tuxedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1045" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image020.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1045" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Instead of champagne, propose a toast with &lt;em&gt;lambanog&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1046" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image021.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1046" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Gather the single ladies and play &lt;em&gt;agawang-panyo&lt;/em&gt; or hang several blooms on a &lt;em&gt;pabitin&lt;/em&gt; instead of doing the traditional bouquet toss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image022.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1025" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Gather the single men to play &lt;em&gt;pukpok-palayok&lt;/em&gt; instead of the garter toss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:49.5pt;height:.75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image001.png" href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/2008beta/wp-content/themes/WeddingsAtWork/images/color_lightpastelblue.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ADMINI%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image023.gif" shapes="_x0000_i1026" height="1" width="66" /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Our native delicacies and local handicrafts are perfect as wedding favors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: center; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="article-body" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.weddingsatwork.com/"&gt;www.weddingsatwork.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8163232727874716398?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8163232727874716398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8163232727874716398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8163232727874716398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8163232727874716398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/elements-of-filipiana-wedding.html' title='Elements of a Filipiñana Wedding'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4946969666740050441</id><published>2008-07-18T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:16:26.043+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Flowers'/><title type='text'>Genesis 2:21-24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and while he slept took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh. And the rib that the Lord God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. Then the man said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“This at last is bone of my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and flesh of my flesh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she shall be called Woman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because she was taken out of Man.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother and hold fast to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4946969666740050441?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4946969666740050441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4444887938016831081</id><published>2008-07-18T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:15:04.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Flowers'/><title type='text'>Ngayon at Kailanman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;Sumpa ko'y iibigin ka&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka na mag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;Sa hirap ko ginhawa ka&lt;br /&gt;Asahan may kasama ka sinta&lt;br /&gt;Naroroon ako t'wina&lt;br /&gt;Maaasahan mo t'wina&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kaya sa 'yo ng maitadhanang&lt;br /&gt;Ako'y isilang sa mundo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sa araw-araw ay siyang makapiling mo&lt;br /&gt;Upang ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ay mapalingkuran hirang&lt;br /&gt;Bakit labis kitang mahal&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawa sa Maykapal&lt;br /&gt;Higit sa 'king buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN:&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawat araw ang pag-ibig ko sa 'yo liyag&lt;br /&gt;Lalong tumatamis, tumitingkad&lt;br /&gt;Bawat kahapon ay daig nitong bawat ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Na daig ng bawat bukas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malilimot ka lang&lt;br /&gt;Kapag ang araw at bituin ay di na matanaw&lt;br /&gt;Kapag tumigil ang daigdig at di 'na gumalaw&lt;br /&gt;Subalit isang araw pa matapos ang mundo'y nagunaw na&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang doon magwawakas pag-ibig kong sadyang wagas&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRAIN:&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawat araw ang pag-ibig ko sa 'yo liyag&lt;br /&gt;Lalong tumatamis, tumitingkad&lt;br /&gt;Bawat kahapon ay daig nitong bawat ngayon&lt;br /&gt;Na daig ng bawat bukas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labis kitang mahal (ngayon at kailanman)&lt;br /&gt;Langit may kasama ka (ngayon at kailanman)&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon at kailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sung by: Basil Valdez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4444887938016831081?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4444887938016831081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4444887938016831081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4444887938016831081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4444887938016831081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/07/ngayon-at-kailanman.html' title='Ngayon at Kailanman'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8782805465711369941</id><published>2008-06-23T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:20:37.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Technician?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am getting bored, again.. Look what I stumbled into?! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="background: rgb(238, 238, 238) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: black; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; Career Inventory Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Extroversion&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Emotional Stability&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Orderliness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;|||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Altruism&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;Inquisitiveness&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="50"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" width="280"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;  You are a &lt;b&gt;Technician&lt;/b&gt;, possible professions include - surveyor , fire fighter , private investigator, pilot, police officer, purchasing agent, chiropractor, medical technician, securities analyst, computer repair person, race car driver, computer programmer, electrical engineer, legal secretary, coach/trainer, commercial artist, carpenter, paralegal, dental assistant, radiological technician, marine biologist, software developer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/career.html"&gt;Take Free Career Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind being a private investigator, computer programmer, and/or software developer either! I would love to be one! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8782805465711369941?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8782805465711369941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8782805465711369941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8782805465711369941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8782805465711369941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-technician.html' title='I am a Technician?!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4337071827078261859</id><published>2008-06-06T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:02:01.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more question marks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Should I stay in Maynilad or move somewhere else? But where is somewhere else? Should I apply for the regular position available or be contented with being a contractual/ project-based employee? Where will I look for boarding houses that are safe, clean and accessible to UP? &lt;i&gt;I need to vacate my boarding house before this month ends.&lt;/i&gt; Where can I get a suitable certification/ degree/ diploma in programming that I can afford? &lt;i&gt;I hope Informatics will contact me soon so I would know the status of my scholarship application. Thanks Ate Anj. &lt;/i&gt;What else is the most significant, memorable, suited date for a sunrise wedding other than December 28? &lt;i&gt;Apparently, Pastor Bel cannot officiate on the said date. It's either we change the minister or we change the date. And both options involve a lot of things to consider and it's hard to decide on things these days. &lt;/i&gt;When can we really talk and sit about the plans? &lt;i&gt;Now that we both have our own careers to keep our minds busy with. There's just so many more things to do and every second counts and time is not getting any slower. &lt;/i&gt;What does my future beholds? &lt;i&gt;Ah! That, I can confidently say (emphasis, mine): &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial Unicode MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;1Now faith is &lt;b&gt;being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see&lt;/b&gt;. 2This is what the ancients were commended for. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;3&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; we understand that the universe was formed at God's command, so that what is seen was not made out of what was visible. 4&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Abel offered God a better sacrifice than Cain did. &lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; he was commended as a righteous man, when God spoke well of his offerings. And &lt;b&gt;by faith&lt;/b&gt; he still speaks, even though he is dead. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;5&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Enoch was taken from this life, so that he did not experience death; he could not be found, because God had taken him away. For before he was taken, he was commended as one who pleased God. 6And &lt;b&gt;without faith it is impossible to please God&lt;/b&gt;, because anyone who comes to him must &lt;b&gt;believe&lt;/b&gt; that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;7&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Noah, when warned about things not yet seen, in holy fear built an ark to save his family. &lt;b&gt;By his faith&lt;/b&gt; he condemned the world and became heir of the righteousness that comes by faith. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;8&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, &lt;b&gt;even though he did not know where he was going&lt;/b&gt;. 9&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country; he lived in tents, as did Isaac and Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise. 10For he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;11&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Abraham, even though he was past age—and Sarah herself was barren—was enabled to become a father because he considered him faithful who had made the promise. 12And so from this one man, and he as good as dead, came descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and as countless as the sand on the seashore. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;13All these people were still &lt;b&gt;living by faith&lt;/b&gt; when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. 14People who say such things show that they are looking for a country of their own. 15If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. 16Instead, they were longing for a better country—a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;17&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Abraham, when God tested him, offered Isaac as a sacrifice. He who had received the promises was about to sacrifice his one and only son, 18even though God had said to him, "It is through Isaac that your offspring will be reckoned." 19Abraham reasoned that God could raise the dead, and figuratively speaking, he did receive Isaac back from death. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;20&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Isaac blessed Jacob and Esau in regard to their future. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;21&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Jacob, when he was dying, blessed each of Joseph's sons, and worshiped as he leaned on the top of his staff. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;22&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Joseph, when his end was near, spoke about the exodus of the Israelites from Egypt and gave instructions about his bones. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;23&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Moses' parents hid him for three months after he was born, because they saw he was no ordinary child, and they were not afraid of the king's edict. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;24&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; Moses, when he had grown up, refused to be known as the son of Pharaoh's daughter. 25He chose to be mistreated along with the people of God rather than to enjoy the pleasures of sin for a short time. 26He regarded disgrace for the sake of Christ as of greater value than the treasures of Egypt, because he was looking ahead to his reward. 27&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; he left Egypt, not fearing the king's anger; he persevered because he saw him who is invisible. 28&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; he kept the Passover and the sprinkling of blood, so that the destroyer of the firstborn would not touch the firstborn of Israel. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;29&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; the people passed through the Red Sea as on dry land; but when the Egyptians tried to do so, they were drowned. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;30&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; the walls of Jericho fell, after the people had marched around them for seven days. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;31&lt;b&gt;By faith&lt;/b&gt; the prostitute Rahab, because she welcomed the spies, was not killed with those who were disobedient. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;32And what more shall I say? I do not have time to tell about Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, David, Samuel and the prophets, 33who &lt;b&gt;through faith&lt;/b&gt; conquered kingdoms, administered justice, and gained what was promised; who shut the mouths of lions, 34quenched the fury of the flames, and escaped the edge of the sword; whose weakness was turned to strength; and who became powerful in battle and routed foreign armies. 35Women received back their dead, raised to life again. Others were tortured and refused to be released, so that they might gain a better resurrection. 36Some faced jeers and flogging, while still others were chained and put in prison. 37They were stoned; they were sawed in two; they were put to death by the sword. They went about in sheepskins and goatskins, destitute, persecuted and mistreated— 38the world was not worthy of them. They wandered in deserts and mountains, and in caves and holes in the ground. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-right: 0.5in; margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;39These were all commended for their &lt;b&gt;faith&lt;/b&gt;, yet none of them received what had been promised. 40&lt;b&gt;God had planned something better for us so that only together with us would they be made perfect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wow! Amen indeed, Amen.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4337071827078261859?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4337071827078261859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4337071827078261859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4337071827078261859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4337071827078261859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/06/more-question-marks.html' title='more question marks?'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-2712382723945603219</id><published>2008-05-05T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:32:15.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gray Clouds'/><title type='text'>i don't feel well today...</title><content type='html'>I think I have sinusitis. I have "colds" for two to three weeks now. Decolgen, Neozep, Ascorbic Acid and (really) lots of water just won't work. How do I get rid of this???&lt;br /&gt;*break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a part-time job. I don't know where I can get one. The ones on-line seem to be not working (a scam! ^_~).&lt;br /&gt;*break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really liked the Great Taste Caffe Chocolat Iced Coffee! Tasted very good! (Although, I'm not allowed to drink coffee, haha).&lt;br /&gt;*break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get my mind on something more "important" to write. I have a very bad case of head ache and "coldness" right now. I want to go home and rest.&lt;br /&gt;*break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to sinusitis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sinusitis*&lt;/h2&gt;     &lt;div class="subhead_fmt"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;          &lt;p align="justify"&gt;       &lt;a id="article_insertion_point" name="article_insertion_point"&gt;       &lt;/a&gt;You're coughing and sneezing and tired and achy. You think that you might be getting a cold. Later, when the medicines you've been taking to relieve the symptoms of the common cold are not working and you've now got a terrible headache, you finally drag yourself to the doctor. After listening to your history of symptoms, examining your face and forehead, and perhaps doing a sinus X-ray, the doctor says you have sinusitis.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sinusitis simply means inflammation of the sinuses, but this gives little indication of the misery and pain this condition can cause. Chronic sinusitis, sinusitis that persists for at least 3 weeks, affects an estimated 32 million people in the United States. Americans spend millions of dollars each year for medications that promise relief from their sinus symptoms.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sinuses are hollow air spaces, of which there are many in the human body. When people say, "I'm having a sinus attack," they usually are referring to symptoms in one or more of four pairs of cavities, or spaces, known as &lt;i&gt;paranasal sinuses&lt;/i&gt;. These cavities, located within the skull or bones of the head surrounding the nose, include the &lt;i&gt;frontal sinuses&lt;/i&gt; over the eyes in the brow area; the &lt;i&gt;maxillary sinuses&lt;/i&gt; inside each cheekbone; the &lt;i&gt;ethmoids&lt;/i&gt; just behind the bridge of the nose and between the eyes; and behind them, the &lt;i&gt;sphenoids&lt;/i&gt; in the upper region of the nose and behind the eyes.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Each sinus has an opening into the nose for the free exchange of air and mucus, and each is joined with the nasal passages by a continuous mucous membrane lining. Therefore, anything that causes a swelling in the nose -- an infection or an allergic reaction -- also can affect the sinuses. Air trapped within an obstructed sinus, along with pus or other secretions, may cause pressure on the sinus wall. The result is the sometimes intense pain of a sinus attack. Similarly, when air is prevented from entering a paranasal sinus by a swollen membrane at the opening, a vacuum can be created that also causes pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Symptoms&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sinusitis has its own localized pain signals, depending upon the particular sinus affected. Headache upon awakening in the morning is characteristic of sinus involvement. Pain when the forehead over the frontal sinuses is touched may indicate inflammation of the frontal sinuses. Infection in the maxillary sinuses can cause the upper jaw and teeth to ache and the cheeks to become tender to the touch. Since the ethmoid sinuses are near the tear ducts in the corner of the eyes, inflammation of these cavities often causes swelling of the eyelids and tissues around the eyes, and pain between the eyes. Ethmoid inflammation also can cause tenderness when the sides of the nose are touched, a loss of smell, and a stuffy nose. Although the sphenoid sinuses are less frequently affected, infection in this area can cause earaches, neck pain, and deep aching at the top of the head.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;However, most patients with sinusitis have pain or tenderness in several locations, and symptoms usually do not clearly define which sinuses are inflamed.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Other symptoms of sinusitis can include fever, weakness, tiredness, a cough that may be more severe at night, and runny nose or nasal congestion. In addition, drainage of mucus from the sphenoids (or other sinuses) down the back of the throat (postnasal drip) can cause a sore throat and can irritate the membranes lining the larynx (upper windpipe). On rare occasions, acute sinusitis can result in brain infection and serious complications.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;h3&gt;Causes&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most cases of acute sinusitis are preceded by virus-induced "colds." These viral "colds" do not cause symptoms of sinusitis, but they do cause inflammation of the sinuses. Both the "cold" and the sinus inflammation usually resolve without treatment in two weeks. However, the inflammation might explain why colds increase the likelihood of developing acute sinusitis. For example, the nose reacts to an invasion by viruses that cause infections such as the common cold, flu, or measles by producing mucus and sending white blood cells to the lining of the nose, which congest and swell the nasal passages. When this swelling involves the adjacent mucous membranes of the sinuses, air and mucus are trapped behind the narrowed openings of the sinuses. If the sinus openings become too narrow to permit drainage of the mucus, then &lt;b&gt;bacteria&lt;/b&gt;, which normally are present in the respiratory tract, begin to multiply. Most healthy people harbor bacteria, such as &lt;i&gt;Streptococcus pneumoniae&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Haemophilus influenzae&lt;/i&gt;, in their upper respiratory tracts with no ill effects until the body's defenses are weakened or drainage from the sinuses is blocked by a cold or other viral infection. The bacteria that may have been living harmlessly in the nose or throat can multiply and cause an acute sinus infection.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, &lt;b&gt;fungal infections&lt;/b&gt; can cause acute sinusitis. Although these organisms are abundant in the environment, they usually are harmless to healthy people, indicating that the human body has a natural resistance to them. Fungi, such as &lt;i&gt;Aspergillus&lt;/i&gt;, can cause serious illness in people whose immune systems are not functioning properly. Some people with fungal sinusitis have an allergic-type reaction to the fungi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chronic inflammation of the nasal passages (rhinitis) also can lead to sinusitis. &lt;b&gt;Allergic rhinitis&lt;/b&gt; or hay fever (discussed below) may be complicated by episodes of acute sinusitis. Patients with allergic rhinitis also often have chronic sinusitis. &lt;b&gt;Vasomotor rhinitis&lt;/b&gt;, caused by humidity, cold air, alcohol, perfumes, and other environmental conditions, also may be complicated by sinus infections.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Acute sinusitis is much more common in certain patients than in the general population. For example, sinusitis occurs more often in patients with reduced immune function (such as patients with immune deficiencies and HIV infection) and with abnormality of mucus secretion or mucus movement (such as cystic fibrosis and diseases of abnormal cilia (Kartagener's syndrome)).&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;h3&gt;Chronic Sinusitis&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chronic sinusitis refers to inflammation of the sinuses that continues for at least 3 weeks, but often continues for months or even years.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;As noted above, allergies are frequently associated with chronic sinusitis. Patients with asthma have a particularly high frequency of chronic sinusitis. Inhalation of airborne allergens (substances that provoke an allergic reaction), such as dust, mold, and pollen, often set off allergic reactions (allergic rhinitis) that, in turn, may contribute to sinusitis. People who are allergic to fungi can develop a condition called "allergic fungal sinusitis."&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Damp weather, especially in northern temperate climates, or pollutants in the air and in buildings also can affect people subject to chronic sinusitis.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Like acute sinusitis, chronic sinusitis is more common in patients with immune deficiency or abnormalities of mucus secretion or movement (e.g., immune deficiency, HIV infection, cystic fibrosis, Kartagener's syndrome). In addition, some patients have severe asthma, nasal polyps, and severe asthmatic responses to aspirin and aspirin-like medications (so-called non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs, or NSAIDs). These latter patients have a high frequency of chronic sinusitis.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;h3&gt;Diagnosis&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p&gt;Although a stuffy nose can occur in other conditions, like the common cold, many people confuse simple nasal congestion with sinusitis. A cold, however, usually lasts about 7 to 14 days and disappears without treatment. Acute sinusitis often lasts longer and typically causes more symptoms than just a cold. A doctor can diagnose sinusitis by medical history, physical examination, X-rays, and if necessary, MRIs or CT scans (magnetic resonance imaging and computed tomography).&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;h3&gt;Treatment&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;After diagnosing sinusitis and identifying a possible cause, a doctor can prescribe a course of treatment that will reduce the inflammation and relieve the symptoms.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Acute sinusitis is treated by re-establishing drainage of the nasal passages, controlling or eliminating the source of the inflammation, and relieving the pain. Doctors generally recommend decongestants to reduce the congestion, antibiotics to control a bacterial infection, if present, and pain relievers to reduce the pain.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Over-the-counter and prescription decongestant nose drops and sprays, however, should not be used for more than a few days. When used for longer periods, these drugs can lead to even more congestion and swelling of the nasal passages.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most patients with sinusitis that is caused by bacteria can be treated successfully with antibiotics used along with a nasal or oral decongestant. An antibiotic that fights the bacteria most commonly associated with sinusitis is the initial treatment recommended.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Many cases of acute sinusitis resolve without antibiotics. However, patients with underlying allergic disease, and infectious sinusitis, need to be treated to relieve their allergy symptoms. Patients with asthma and infectious sinusitis often have exacerbations of asthma which need to be treated. Many physicians feel that some patients with severe asthma have dramatic symptom improvement when their chronic sinusitis is treated with antibiotics.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Doctors often prescribe steroid nasal sprays, along with other treatments, to reduce the congestion, swelling, and inflammation of sinusitis.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Chronic sinusitis is often difficult to treat successfully, as symptoms persist even after prolonged courses of antibiotics. In general, the treatment of chronic sinusitis, such as with antibiotics and decongestants, is similar to treatment of acute sinusitis. However, the role of bacterial infections, and hence the usefulness of antibiotics in treating chronic sinusitis, is debated. Steroid nasal sprays are commonly used to reduce inflammation in chronic sinusitis. Although these nasal sprays are occasionally used for long-term treatment for patients with chronic sinusitis, the long-term safety of these medications, especially in children, is not fully understood, and the benefits and risks need to be balanced. For patients with severe chronic sinusitis, a doctor may prescribe oral steroids, such as prednisone. Because oral steroids can have significant side effects, they are prescribed only when other medications have not been effective.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although sinus infection cannot be cured by home remedies, people can use them to lessen their discomfort. Inhaling steam from a vaporizer or a hot cup of water can soothe inflamed sinus cavities. Another treatment is saline nasal spray, which can be purchased in a pharmacy. A hot water bottle; hot, wet compresses; or an electric heating pad applied over the inflamed area also can be comforting.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;When medical treatment fails, surgery may be the only alternative for treating chronic sinusitis. Studies suggest that the vast majority of patients who undergo surgery have fewer symptoms and better quality of life. In children, problems often are eliminated by removal of adenoids obstructing nasal-sinus passages. Adults who have had allergic and infectious conditions over the years sometimes develop nasal polyps that interfere with proper drainage. Removal of these polyps and/or repair of a deviated septum to ensure an open airway often provides considerable relief from sinus symptoms. The most common surgery done today is &lt;b&gt;functional endoscopic sinus surgery&lt;/b&gt;, in which the natural openings from the sinuses are enlarged to allow drainage. This type of surgery is less invasive than conventional sinus surgery and serious complications are rare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Prevention&lt;/h3&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Although people cannot prevent all sinus disorders -- any more than they can avoid all colds or bacterial infections -- they can take certain measures to reduce the number and severity of the attacks and possibly prevent sinusitis from becoming chronic.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Many people with sinusitis find partial relief from their symptoms when humidifiers are installed in their homes, particularly if room air is heated by a dry forced-air system. Air conditioners help to provide an even temperature, and electrostatic filters attached to heating and air conditioning equipment are helpful in removing allergens from the air.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A person susceptible to sinus disorders, particularly one who also is allergic, should avoid cigarette smoke and other air pollutants. Inflammation in the nose caused by allergies predisposes a patient to a strong reaction to all irritants. Drinking alcohol also causes the nasal-sinus membranes to swell.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sinusitis-prone persons may be uncomfortable in swimming pools treated with chlorine, since it irritates the lining of the nose and sinuses. Divers often experience congestion with resulting infection when water is forced into the sinuses from the nasal passages.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Air travel, too, poses a problem for the individual suffering from acute or chronic sinusitis. A bubble of air trapped within the body expands as air pressure in a plane is reduced. This expansion causes pressure on surrounding tissues and can result in a blockage of the sinuses or the eustachian tubes in the ears. The result may be discomfort in the sinus or middle ear during the plane's ascent or descent. Doctors recommend using decongestant nose drops or inhalers before the flight to avoid this difficulty.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p align="justify"&gt;People who suspect that their sinus inflammation may be related to dust, mold, pollen, or food -- or any of the hundreds of allergens that can trigger a respiratory reaction -- should consult a doctor. Various tests can determine the cause of the allergy and also help the doctor recommend steps to reduce or limit allergy symptoms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Source: US National Institute of Health. Sinusitis. http://www.webmd.com/cold-and-flu/sinusitis-allergies May 5, 2008, pp. 1-5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-2712382723945603219?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/2712382723945603219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=2712382723945603219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2712382723945603219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2712382723945603219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-feel-well-today.html' title='i don&apos;t feel well today...'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1626249143705083024</id><published>2008-03-31T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T14:21:42.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gray Clouds'/><title type='text'>a surprise visit</title><content type='html'>Derf and I spent 13 hours in a bus last Wednesday. The bus took on a night trip to Sorsogon. We arrived exhausted (from lack of sleep and uncomfortable position, imagine sitting all 13 hours in the bus with only ONE stop-over in Lucena, Quezon the night before!) Our main goal is to visit my lolo who is in the hospital for the past two weeks and who no longer desires to eat food, has been sick since he had an apendicitis surgery and is now having kidney trouble and high blood pressure. That's why I decided to go home. Because I feared I will no longer be able to see him in his warm body. And because I wanted to share to him how he will be able to have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't even have a time to sleep. Right after we set foot on Sorsogon City, we went immediately to Sorsogon Provincial Hospital where he was confined. We stayed there (all of us suffering from seemingly hot and humid weather, Me, Derf, my mother, my lola and my lolo who was asleep the whole time; the only time he opened his eyes was later that afternoon, he recognized me and Derf, and I saw a tear fell). At 3:00 PM, we rode a jeepney to a 2-hour trip to my hometown, Irosin. Only to return to the hospital at 8:00 PM. We spent all night fanning my lolo because we didn't bring any electric fan with us and the electric fans we saw at Robertson's were really expensive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, March 28, 2008, we planned to go back to Irosin so Derf could visit my lolo and lola's farm where my aunt and uncle are currently piling up "ripe" coconuts for copra and so we can have a sip of fresh buko for free and as much as we want to. With all the concerns I had since the time we arrived, I even forgot this is our Monthsary! How dare me forget this day. **sighs** Anyway, after we had our breakfast (at Jollibee, hehe), we went to LCC to purchase grocery for my siblings in Irosin who are left alone because my mother is in the hospital. Thanks to my sister Vanessa, everything is going fine at our house. Eventually, we arrived at Irosin at 11:00 AM, which is already very late for a trip to salog (as we fondly call my lolo and lola's farm and is Bikol word for "river" because their farm are very near the river) that we just have to cancel that and spend the rest of the remaining hours with my siblings. At 2:30 PM we shall be going back to Manila. And so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the shortest time I had in Sorsogon. I usually stay there for at least one week before I go back t Manila. But, we also have things to do in Manila that's why we can't afford to stay more than we planned to stay (even if we really wanted to, just so we can have a break from the polluted city and the stresses of work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus going to Manila, we were able to capture a few scenes we sure will miss in Sorsogon, and something which will bound us to go back over and over again. **I'll post the pics next time, I can't upload image right now.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1626249143705083024?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1626249143705083024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1626249143705083024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1626249143705083024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1626249143705083024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/surprise-visit.html' title='a surprise visit'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4513943408579266229</id><published>2008-03-18T10:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:56:29.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gray Clouds'/><title type='text'>the stormy weather</title><content type='html'>I am uber stressed these days. For some unknown reasons I tend to change my mood at the blink of an eye. This is not PMS (or is it). Or was it because I seem to have a lot of problems these days, and mostly, family problems. Sometimes, I do have this feeling that everytime my mother or any relative would text me, it be another cause to worry. And indeed, my guess has not failed me since. It started last year, and until now, we are still under recovery and is still striving to recover from the various "storms" (both literally and figuratively) that hit us. First, my sister was ill and have to undergo an operation, and then my brother's arms were fractured, and then my two sisters having a baby and getting married, another brother's arms fractured, my getting sick, my grandfather being rushed to the hospital, and the financial, emotional, physical crisis that went with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were just so many things to think. I haven't have a peaceful sleep since last week. And if this continues, I might need the help of a sleeping pill so I could at least sleep (and not wake up every hour after I drowse off to dreamland and dream of endlessness).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, I know there's God. The source of all peace and wisdom and provisions. I know. I might have to tell myself that truth every second, every breath to continuously remind my worrying nature and my quitter brain that there is someone bigger than all these. Even though sometimes I have to hammer this promise to my head in order to really sink in. Even though it's harder to wait for the rainbow to arch its way into this stormy weather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What an opportuned time to reflect on God's goodness demonstrated on the cross!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[1]&lt;em&gt;"When the oceans rise and thunders roar,&lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you above the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Father You are King over the flood,&lt;br /&gt;I will be still, know You are GOD."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please help me be still and know that You are in control Lord.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;[2]Psalm 46&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 God is our refuge and strength,&lt;br /&gt;an ever-present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 though its waters roar and foam&lt;br /&gt;and the mountains quake with their surging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Selah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God,&lt;br /&gt;the holy place where the Most High dwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 God is within her, she will not fall;&lt;br /&gt;God will help her at break of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 Nations are in uproar, kingdoms fall;&lt;br /&gt;he lifts his voice, the earth melts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Selah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 Come and see the works of the LORD,&lt;br /&gt;the desolations he has brought on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 He makes wars cease to the ends of the earth;&lt;br /&gt;he breaks the bow and shatters the spear,&lt;br /&gt;he burns the shields with fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 "Be still, and know that I am God;&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted among the nations,&lt;br /&gt;I will be exalted in the earth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 The LORD Almighty is with us;&lt;br /&gt;the God of Jacob is our fortress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Selah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sources:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[1] &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/"&gt;www.lyricsdownload.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[2] &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/"&gt;www.biblegateway.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4513943408579266229?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4513943408579266229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4513943408579266229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4513943408579266229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4513943408579266229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/stormy-weather.html' title='the stormy weather'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8287109077196115375</id><published>2008-03-12T10:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:43:49.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two weddings and a baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;Mr. and Mrs. Nuñez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176687590132122242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R9dJ75r_goI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uQE8Xs7cSU8/s320/PIC_2606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My fourth sister, Novie, and her husband Erwin in their wedding last March 8, 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;Arnel and Jenny&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176690278781649554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R9dMYZr_gpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/iJqbqhpyEHE/s320/PIC_2352.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My third sister, Jenny, and her husband Arnel in their wedding last December 26, 2007 (not the date indicated on the picture, hehe)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 align="center"&gt;First Apo!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;Introducing...&lt;br /&gt;For the first time ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176694157137117858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R9dP6Jr_gqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Ks5xgVWFtCQ/s320/PIC_2697.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Jenny's very beautiful baby (yet to be named)...&lt;br /&gt;Born on March 7, 2008, 10:00 PM...&lt;br /&gt;My parents' first apo...&lt;br /&gt;And my grandparents first apo sa tuhod!...&lt;br /&gt;Lovely! Lovely!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8287109077196115375?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8287109077196115375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8287109077196115375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8287109077196115375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8287109077196115375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/two-weddings-and-baby.html' title='two weddings and a baby!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R9dJ75r_goI/AAAAAAAAAD8/uQE8Xs7cSU8/s72-c/PIC_2606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4265999630681503261</id><published>2008-03-07T12:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T15:53:38.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Stars'/><title type='text'>my time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/games/quiz/3321"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/timeofday_quiz/649.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Janna's fairytale...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4265999630681503261?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4265999630681503261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4265999630681503261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4265999630681503261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4265999630681503261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-time-is-it.html' title='my time...'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3258646874007162348</id><published>2008-03-07T08:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T09:26:30.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Stars'/><title type='text'>WHO'S IT GONNA BE: My American Idol 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, well... Tonight's the night... I'm equally excited to learn who's gonna be in the top 12!... But before anything else, I would like to share my very own (subjected and biased) top 12... Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOYS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;: he has been very consistent with his performances...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason Castro&lt;/strong&gt;: though he had "bad" times, he's very talented, he deserves this spot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Cook&lt;/strong&gt;: also one of the very consistent performers...and very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Hernandez&lt;/strong&gt;: only started to notice him later in the competition, but he have to make it this far, he's very good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michael Johns&lt;/strong&gt;: i think he already has made a couple of followers already with his unique personality/style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chikezie&lt;/strong&gt;: i think it will be a tough choice between Chikezie and Danny Noriega...although, it COULD be Chi's win...*sighs* i don't know...i'm just guessing anyway... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRLS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carly Smithson&lt;/strong&gt;: she's definitely gonna be in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooke White&lt;/strong&gt;: her signature sweet and innocent performances can make her through...very consistent also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristy Lee Cook&lt;/strong&gt;: she's just starting to make her personality shine but she's got a lot more to show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramiel Malubay&lt;/strong&gt;: she'd had "average" performances lately compared to her "very high notes and big vocals" before, but she'll be in and will prove to be something more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda Overmyers&lt;/strong&gt;: she's also very consistent in all her performances...and she's Simon's choice for last night...she have to be in the top 12!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asia'h Epperson&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm having a tough decision between Asiah and Syesha though...i'm not so sure with this, but i like Asia'h more than Syesha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I so regret having to miss &lt;strong&gt;Kady Malloy&lt;/strong&gt;...But i think if ever she wont be able to make it to the top 12, she'll have a lot of chance to make it big some time later...She could be the next Broadway star...Her "so theatrical" performances has been very evident...But her performances for the last week has rather been weak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it folks! Let's see if my "bets" will make it to tonight's announcement of the top 12... Or if there be more surprises! *winks*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3258646874007162348?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3258646874007162348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3258646874007162348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3258646874007162348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3258646874007162348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/whos-it-gonna-be-my-american-idol-12.html' title='WHO&apos;S IT GONNA BE: My American Idol 12'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-2912592310101405246</id><published>2008-03-06T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:03:33.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Treasures'/><title type='text'>on marriage</title><content type='html'>another sister will get married this saturday...sometimes, i admire them for their courage to do that...hindi ko din naman sila masisisi, alam ko naman din na there is a higher factor in their decision to get married, that is, to be able to somehow, make something for their babies...well, they have something more than getting married...&lt;br /&gt;they say marriage is one of the biggest event in someone's life...that's why it's so important...but nowadays, when the age of people getting married is getting younger and younger (my two sisters were 18 and 19), i wonder if this very hifalutin view of marriage change a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did it lose its wonders...did it diminished in importance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know about the first marriage literally made in heaven...that of adam and eve...on the garden of eden...now, that's something...surreal...classic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe the concept of marriage somehow did decreased in quality, in state, and people's viewpoint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe that what used to be very sacred and superb then is becoming very practical and very ordinary nowadays...the overwhelming number of people getting involved in premarital sex and especially those who get pregnant at an early age (teens, that is) seem to indirectly states the current trend when it comes to this thing called marriage...although, there are those who say that people are becoming more mature these days (that say they want to get married at a later age, 25 and up), i think this is just a minority compared to those get married (either willingly or because of circumstances) at an early age...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i bothering these things anyway...maybe because i'm still pondering upon the thoughts two of my younger sisters are already married (two this coming saturday)...and because i just feel like talking about it...and because our topic last teaching session at dcbc was about marriage, divorce and remarriage...some biblical perspectives on these three...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday soon, i too could well be getting married also...might as well, think about these now, than later on...&lt;br /&gt;but i do hope that my sisters' marriage will be successful...my parents' are...i think...well, they're still together now...i'm one of those gifted people who were raised in a complete family...although, my father have to work far from us so he could sustain his growing family...i still think we were a happy, complete family...of course there are several things that was taken for granted, because we are a biiggg family...so not all of us one way or the other were satisfied on how it was done...but that's another story...i still think that God has been very kind to us by making our family intact amidst several other concerns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i cannot really relate to those who came from a broken family...but i've have glimpses of how it is...hard and emotionally heartbreaking and physically tiring and spiritually trying and all sorts of things...though i cannot really sympathize in a way of putting myself in their shoes because i did not experience that...i can always say i sympathize with them but not to that extent though of putting myself in their shoes...it's harder to put yourself in somebody else's shoes: knowing, feeling the same way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thinking...i hope my sisters' marriage will be equally successful as my parents...at least successful in a way that they will still be together even after nearly 25 years of marriage...and i also can hope that my own marriage someday will be like that and even more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-2912592310101405246?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/2912592310101405246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=2912592310101405246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2912592310101405246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2912592310101405246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-marriage.html' title='on marriage'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-4447093751109692433</id><published>2008-03-05T20:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T20:52:40.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gray Clouds'/><title type='text'>tago</title><content type='html'>One of the reasons why I wanna quit this job is not because I'm having a hard time keeping up, but because there has been a number of ill feelings regarding this job that I try very hard to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a number things I've expected that has not been met, and until now, whenever I think about it, my ill feeling keeps on coming back. I applied for a support specialist position, and that is where they hired me. Unfortunately, things had not been properly coordinated with the human resources department that I ended up not getting the position I applied for with a much lower position, and eventually, with a lower salary compared to my contemporary. Really, I don't mind starting in a lower position. It's just that, they should have told me in the first place about it. So I wouldn't expect greater than what they told me I would get. I only learned about these things actually when I was actually already working. But I only kept quiet. Because I thought there's nothing else I can do about it. But eventually, I started to speak up and relayed my situation to the authority. But unfortunately again, even after 4 times renewal of contract, and for almost a year now, my position, nor my salary did not change. And I am still holding back these feelings, and trying to keep them on my own. Although I wanted to bad to act something about it because they are being unfair to me, my previous actions did not earn me anything anyway, and so I stopped saying anything, only harboring more ill feelings. From time to time, every pay day that is, when I am reminded of this "injustice" that I felt they have incurred to me, this feeling grows even bigger. And the desire to get out of this place grows stronger also. Although, I don't know if my efforts have not been strong enough or if God is really making me stay in this place. Because until now, I still have nowhere else to go, and so I have to stay here, until I finally find a new place to start things again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am seriously considering settling down anytime soon, the more I have this feeling to get out of this place to somewhere far better. Although I don't know yet where that far better is. Because as of this very moment, I don't think I can go on living like this for the rest of this contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that things will really work out for me in my attempts to seek for new and bigger things outside the four corners of this office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-4447093751109692433?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/4447093751109692433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=4447093751109692433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4447093751109692433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/4447093751109692433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/tago.html' title='tago'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1735877688620590759</id><published>2008-03-05T20:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:15:16.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Blossoms'/><title type='text'>new project</title><content type='html'>I have a new project. This'll probably be the biggest project I will ever make thus far. This'll affect not only my entire career, but in my entire life as well. Proposed implementation will be 9 months from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Delight yourself in the Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And He will give you the desires of Your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;~Psalm 37:4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1735877688620590759?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1735877688620590759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1735877688620590759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1735877688620590759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1735877688620590759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-project.html' title='new project'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7885491618489049420</id><published>2008-02-27T16:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:10:52.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Stars'/><title type='text'>The AI Episode</title><content type='html'>My &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt; favorites, as of today: (in random order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristy Lee Cook&lt;/strong&gt;: I love her audition where she sang &lt;em&gt;"Amazing Grace"&lt;/em&gt; and how she sold her horse just so she can go to the auditions and her face and eyes are very pretty! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ramielle Malubay&lt;/strong&gt;: Well, she's Filipino-American. &lt;em&gt;Hehe, go Pinoy!&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kady Malloy&lt;/strong&gt;: I so love her Britney impersonation!!! Hahaha! And she even looked like Britney sometimes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;: Very charming and very young at 16, and very talented! Considering he had a vocal chord problem before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asia'h Eperson&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't like her at first, but I kinda' developed a liking to her &lt;em&gt;slang&lt;/em&gt;. And I liked her last performance (their first performance, actually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason Castro&lt;/strong&gt;: I liked his last performance. I like his style of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carly Smithson&lt;/strong&gt;: Amidst her "strong" facial features, I like her even from the start (her auditions). So do Randy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I find &lt;strong&gt;Amanda Overmyer&lt;/strong&gt; very insteresting. And she's consistent with her choice of musical genre. Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I liked &lt;strong&gt;Alaina Whitaker&lt;/strong&gt;'s rendition of &lt;em&gt;"More Today than Yesterday"&lt;/em&gt;. I hope she'll keep the energy in all her remaining performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brooke White&lt;/strong&gt; has also managed to stick to my mind since her auditions. Maybe it's her very soft and very "pure" image. Let's see if her staying in the "light side" keep her until the choosing of the 12 (even with Simon daring her to go to the "dark side"). Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm.. Who else? **think, think** I think, that's it for now. Let's see in the days to come if there'll be changes (additional and/or erasures)..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight is their second performance night. I'm really excited to see how things will be!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Performance Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Wednesdays and Thursdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 PM at QTV 11&lt;br /&gt;with replays on 8 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elimination Night&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fridays&lt;br /&gt;6PM at QTV 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7885491618489049420?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7885491618489049420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7885491618489049420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7885491618489049420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7885491618489049420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/02/ai-episode.html' title='The AI Episode'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8245636556150128924</id><published>2008-02-26T10:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:09:52.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indigo Realm'/><title type='text'>Restart</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Start &gt;&gt; Shut Down &gt;&gt; Restart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OnNbJST2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/jrRH5YeoNGU/s1600-h/restart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171160646218305378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OnNbJST2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/jrRH5YeoNGU/s200/restart.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing when you realize at times that there are a lot of things in this world that operates in the same way as life does. And how we tend to use jargons of a different field to signify a stage or a part of our life that could very well fit into that category. For example, "low batt" is cellular phones mean low battery; but can also be used to describe a physical state, &lt;em&gt;wala nang lakas&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;wala nang energy&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;low batt na&lt;/em&gt;! It could be that the person has had too much activities for the entire day already that he/she don't find more energy to continue what he/she is entailed to do. What he/she could do is to re-charge either by eating or sleeping or simply by taking a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it easier to relate my life to computer terms lately. Maybe because my current job exposed me to, well, computers. It could be a factor really, being in front of the computer 8 hours a day for 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STARTed in my newfound faith very eagerly, very joyful, very positive. I enjoyed every minute of fellowships and wished I could go on attending these gatherings and not mind of other things anymore. I cherished the quiet moments with God; early mornings or late nights. I savoured the new learnings, new knowledge, the new person I am. Everything is just so fresh, so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've had my share of downs. My time in the university kept ticking, and my motivation to finish just kept on going low, low, low. The fellowship trimmed down to just was me and a sister and God. The flames of serving burned-out. Misunderstandngs and torn relationships here and there (both from among the Christian family and outside). My officemates seem to be not to friendly as they appear to be. Many times, I tend to SHUT DOWN just so I could have my time alone, where only me matters, or at least, where only me and God exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the process does not stop in shutting down, in turning off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it is we can RESTART our lives and pick up the broken pieces of our self and just start anew. Everytime I had moments of shutting down, I know that one day, among the darkness of the surroundings, a light will shine; where you will be able to start again from where you have fallen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Windows is starting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; Please wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8245636556150128924?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8245636556150128924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8245636556150128924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8245636556150128924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8245636556150128924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/02/restart.html' title='Restart'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OnNbJST2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/jrRH5YeoNGU/s72-c/restart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8821962614865298681</id><published>2008-02-24T22:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:08:45.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Treasures'/><title type='text'>cafe, chocolat and meaning</title><content type='html'>I have always been fond of eating chocolates and drinking coffee. But it's only when I'm at this point in my life that I was able to see a deeper sense of meaning on these two. And it's quite funny how people tend to attach more meaning to very simple things (or food, for that) just so it could affect them in a very personal way. I think that's just what I did with coffee and chocolate. It is my way of putting them in my own perspective. It's my way of making them my own. Of course, coffee and chocolate are everywhere, and in many different forms. But when we attach a meaning into it, something that we have attached to it on our own, we tend to believe that it is ours. But actually, there may also be a thousand more people out there who think the same way. Very interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in a world where the meanings and symbolisms are rather used frequently, in an attempt to discover a new sense of being. They are an important aspect of human life (or human nature) I guess, and there is indeed something very much we could learn from the symbolic interactionists. Hmm, I guess I have to review my theories one of these days. Have to practice your sociological brain cells every now and then to not loose those very perspective I've tried to understand for 5 or 6 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just in a thinking mode I guess. Nothing much to tell, although my brain is wacking me up these days, with all the pressures and everything! I have much to tell really, only, it's much easier to say something that's not bothering you rather than about what's occupying your mind. At least you have a time off from thinking those things. **winks** But of course, it's just a rather small amount of time. Upon clicking the "Publish Post" button, all these philosophizing or sociologizing will disappear because I have more important things to attend to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8821962614865298681?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8821962614865298681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8821962614865298681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8821962614865298681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8821962614865298681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/02/coffee-chocolate-and-meaning.html' title='cafe, chocolat and meaning'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1302932772863434954</id><published>2008-02-15T15:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:12:30.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Velvet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green Blossoms'/><title type='text'>senses</title><content type='html'>Just want to sit down, relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fresh air..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the sun rise and set..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the songs of the wind and the trees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..the sweetness of life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1302932772863434954?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1302932772863434954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1302932772863434954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1302932772863434954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1302932772863434954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2008/02/senses.html' title='senses'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8060647133815036299</id><published>2007-12-21T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:15:54.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Stars'/><title type='text'>unwritten</title><content type='html'>I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined&lt;br /&gt;I’m just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you can not find&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are outside the lines&lt;br /&gt;We've been conditioned to not make mistakes, but I can't live that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the blank page before you&lt;br /&gt;Open up the dirty window&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun illuminate the words that you can not find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for something in the distance&lt;br /&gt;So close you can almost taste it&lt;br /&gt;Release your inhibitions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;But the rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rain on your skin&lt;br /&gt;No one else can feel it for you&lt;br /&gt;Only you can let it in&lt;br /&gt;No one else, no one else&lt;br /&gt;Can speak the words on your lips&lt;br /&gt;Drench yourself in words unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Live your life with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Today is where your book begins&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;The rest is still unwritten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: Natasha Bedingfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote: The rest is still unwritten in my life... There's more to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8060647133815036299?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8060647133815036299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8060647133815036299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8060647133815036299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8060647133815036299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/12/unwritten.html' title='unwritten'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7567101677761039359</id><published>2007-09-04T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:33:12.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow Stars'/><title type='text'>Garlic Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="rInt"&gt;Chicken breasts are seasoned with garlic and chili paste in this easy stir-fry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h4&gt;INGREDIENTS:&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 pound boneless, skinless chicken breasts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marinade: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon light soy sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon dry sherry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 garlic cloves, finely minced&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 green onions, finely chopped on the diagonal &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a few drops sesame oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons light soy sauce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon dry sherry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 teaspoon chili paste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oil for stir-frying&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;h4&gt;PREPARATION:&lt;/h4&gt;Cut the chicken into bite-sized cubes. Place in a bowl, mix in the marinade ingredients and marinate for about 20 - 25 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the chicken is marinating, prepare the garlic and green onions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine the sesame oil, light soy sauce, sherry and chili paste in a bowl and set aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat wok and add oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When oil is ready, add the marinated chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir fry briefly on high heat, then add the garlic and green onion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the remaining ingredients and combine (total cooking time should be about 5 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve hot with rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://chinesefood.about.com/od/poultryreceo/r/garlicchicken.htm"&gt;http://chinesefood.about.com/od/poultryreceo/r/garlicchicken.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7567101677761039359?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7567101677761039359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7567101677761039359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7567101677761039359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7567101677761039359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/09/garlic-chicken.html' title='Garlic Chicken'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-6248460614837240563</id><published>2007-08-24T14:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T13:33:41.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gray Clouds'/><title type='text'>comfort in solitude</title><content type='html'>temperaments have their own share of ups and downs..and right now, i just feel the "need" of being the melancholic me..i want to be alone..meditate on the things that are going on in my life..ponder upon the next steps to take..think hard on how i would be able to really enjoy every day of my life..i think i have been too pressured (stressed, even) of the situations in my family right now..there's just a lot of things going on in the office (thank God it seems to be going smoothly now) and here it is again..my sister had been on and off in the hospital because of stomach aches..now, she's in there again..but this time, they said it has something to do with her kidney..my mother did not elaborate it so i don't know exactly what's going on there..i called her the other night and she was just crying and saying she's having a hard time there..my sister is a special child..she was born premature, 7 months..and even the few weeks after my mother gave birth to her, she has been to different hospitals..she is very much vulnerable to sickness when she was a child and she has asthma..back then, i have no idea what is a special child..she was not able to learn to walk, and when she talks, she is stuttering..even now, she constantly needs attention because she can not do the things most of us can..while i was talking to my mother the other night on the phone, i can hear her heavy breaths and mumbling..it has been almost 2 years since i went back home..the last time i was there was during new year's break of 2005..these are the moments i would want to take the next bus to &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;sorsogon&lt;/span&gt; and see for myself what's happening back home..but as far as i want that, i also know that i need to go to work so i will be able to help my parents in taking care of the expenses..i just hope and pray that things will soon be &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;a-ok&lt;/span&gt; so i could also quiet my mind which is almost always wondering and wandering about them..the other night also, i told &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;derf&lt;/span&gt; i wanter to be alone for a while..but he did not insist on that..instead he stayed by my side and let me cry..but there are still tensions that i need to pour out..more tears i want to let go..and i think, i just think, that i could do that in solitude..only me..and God...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-6248460614837240563?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/6248460614837240563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=6248460614837240563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6248460614837240563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6248460614837240563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/comfort-in-solitude.html' title='comfort in solitude'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-124473483476072090</id><published>2007-08-17T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:54:42.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when things...</title><content type='html'>I planned this day to be full of things to take care of because I really need to apply for clearance, transcript and get my diploma in the university registrar. But instead of this, I am here, blogging, surfing the net, out of the office and at somebody else's home. What happened was that the offices has been canceled for the rest of the day because of the typhoon &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Egay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that even though I wasn't able to do the things I planned to do, I have time to rest as well.. I've been really stressed the past months and there hasn't been enough time to rest. Although I sleep every night, there's always the thought that tomorrow I will be waking up early again because I have to prepare myself for another workday. So this is really a long weekend for me. Friday to Monday since Monday is a holiday and the Madam President declared no office and no school. I just hope that I can really use this time to refresh and replenish whatever I've overused the past months of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm still thinking how to spend my long weekend in a way that I would really be nourished when Tuesday comes. Hmm... I was hoping ideas would pop-up in my head before it's too late so there's also time for preparation and all (if necessary). I thought of going to &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Sorsogon&lt;/span&gt; but I guess this is not a good time for that, anyway, my mother is supposed to come here hopefully next week for her check-up and medications. So that option has already been dealt with. I'll just wait for my mother here. And go to the province this Christmas? No accurate plans yet, but I know I will be in my hometown this Christmas break, because I wasn't able to go last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to alternatives right now. Kind of Coldplay, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sting, even Bob Marley, U2 and Eraserheads. Derf is sleeping and this is his lullabye, so I guess I have no choice but to play it, and I'm kinda liking it anyways. Perks up my mood. So much for a lullabye. We're here at Ate Flor's. The original plan is to just leave here the laptop and some of out things and then go to the registrar. But (thank God I called first) I was told that classes (and offices) has already been suspended. So we just stayed here. Me doing the one thing I love, blogging and well surfing the net, and him, sleeping. Shhh... And Vangie sipping a cup of coffee.. Very enticing. Maybe later, I'll make myself a cup. Great, so now I can't seem to last the day without a cup of coffee? Tsk, tsk... It's becoming a habit now. But they say coffee is good. On moderation. Is one cup a day still on moderation? I think so, I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's now time to play SIMS.. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-124473483476072090?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/124473483476072090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=124473483476072090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/124473483476072090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/124473483476072090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-things-dont-turn-out-way-you-want.html' title='when things...'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8330866595843615329</id><published>2007-08-16T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:57:21.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i never knew you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8330866595843615329?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8330866595843615329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8330866595843615329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8330866595843615329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8330866595843615329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/if-i-never-knew-you.html' title='if i never knew you...'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3579373723725266671</id><published>2007-08-16T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:28:54.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eyes on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNefNLOHVYk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HNefNLOHVYk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"did you ever knew, that I had mine on you..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HNefNLOHVYk&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;www.youtube.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3579373723725266671?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3579373723725266671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3579373723725266671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3579373723725266671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3579373723725266671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/eyes-on-me.html' title='eyes on me'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-1338826496211329025</id><published>2007-08-14T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T13:50:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RsPlpXM3_VI/AAAAAAAAABE/LNBHyBON6Es/s1600-h/Fall_Red_Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RsPlpXM3_VI/AAAAAAAAABE/LNBHyBON6Es/s200/Fall_Red_Rose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099171701878947154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw me close to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I lay it all down again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To hear You say that I'm Your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one else will do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause nothing else could take Your place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To feel the warmth of Your embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me find the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bring me back to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're all I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're all I've ever needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're all I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me know You are near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wallpaper.diq.ru/45__Fall_Red_Rose.htm"&gt;http://wallpaper.diq.ru/45__Fall_Red_Rose.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/a/australiahillsongs8787/drawmeclosetoyou492827.html"&gt;http://www.stlyrics.com/songs/a/australiahillsongs8787/drawmeclosetoyou492827.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-1338826496211329025?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/1338826496211329025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=1338826496211329025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1338826496211329025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/1338826496211329025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/amen.html' title='Amen...'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RsPlpXM3_VI/AAAAAAAAABE/LNBHyBON6Es/s72-c/Fall_Red_Rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-5364660111214169338</id><published>2007-08-13T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:47:18.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, we really come to a point in life where God lay down several difficult choices so we will learn not to lean on our own wisdom, not on our own knowledge, but to fully trust Him, and to depend on Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.the-infinite.org/Images/crossroad-wt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 198px;" src="http://www.the-infinite.org/Images/crossroad-wt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think right now... I don't know what I'm feeling... It's just so unclear... Things had been very much blurred to me these days... I know I need to decide on things soon but I'm afraid of what it would do to me so I constantly procrastinate my decisions... And so, until now, I'm still being bothered by these things I need to ponder upon.! I don't know what to do? Still the same question, over and over again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please show me the way...Right now, I can really say, "I am standing on Your grace, and Your grace alone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you www.the-infinite.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-5364660111214169338?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/5364660111214169338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=5364660111214169338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5364660111214169338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5364660111214169338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-5833619322707523992</id><published>2007-08-10T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:14:01.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fever</title><content type='html'>A rise in the temperature of the body; frequently a symptom of infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Synonyms:&lt;/span&gt; febricity, febrility, feverishness, pyrexia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very upset and stressed by what is going on in the office lately. I am very much troubled because I felt that these things concern me a lot as well as my performance and much more, my relationship with them. Of course, I really want to be in good terms with everybody, on the contrary, that is not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that everything I do right now is being judged as to whether it is in favor or against someone. The more I wanted to, as much as possible, please them, the more my actions are being used against me. Help! What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the times when I really wanted to escape these harsh realities of life and return to solitude. I have been thinking about these a couple of times now. And I felt that I really should think about it and pray about it really, really well. I don't know if this really is part of my escaping, but I believe my relationship with my co-workers matters a lot with my performance at work, especially when the projects I am handling needs to be constantly discussed with these people. So I am really having a hard time thinking and deciding whether I pursue leaving this or just face them all. Of course, facing them is one thing I am struggling about and my best option (or shall I say, escape) thus far is really to get out of here and go to somewhere else. But where is somewhere else? *temperature rising*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-5833619322707523992?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/5833619322707523992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=5833619322707523992&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5833619322707523992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5833619322707523992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/08/fever.html' title='Fever'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-6076786340521735155</id><published>2007-07-31T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:51:34.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Song Syndrome sa Jollibee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every time we have our breakfast in Jollibee Philcoa, I never fail to hear this one song in their playlist. I know it is an MYMP song, but I never really knew the lyrics, until now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SA'YO LAMANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawat araw na nilikha&lt;br /&gt;Nagtatanong ba’t di makita&lt;br /&gt;Ang magpupuno ng ligaya&lt;br /&gt;Kapiling tuwing nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;Sa tuwing lungkot ay magbabanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di akalain na ako’y mahalin&lt;br /&gt;Di napansin ng ako’y iyong sagipin&lt;br /&gt;Ng pag-ibig mong tunay&lt;br /&gt;Nawalay ang lumbay&lt;br /&gt;Ngayong kapiling ka sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Sayo lamang panatag ang loob&lt;br /&gt;Sayo lamang umibig ng lubusan&lt;br /&gt;Panalangin, ito’y panghabang-buhay&lt;br /&gt;Pagkat sa piling mo&lt;br /&gt;Ramdam ng puso ko&lt;br /&gt;Sayo lamang ang buhay ko’y buo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di akalain na ako’y mahalin&lt;br /&gt;Di napansin ng ako’y iyong sagipin&lt;br /&gt;Ng pag-ibig mong tunay&lt;br /&gt;Nawalay ang lumbay&lt;br /&gt;Ngayong kapiling ka sa buhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko hinanap&lt;br /&gt;Dumating ang siyang pangarap&lt;br /&gt;Wag ng mawalay pa&lt;br /&gt;Tadhanang kay ganda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkat sa piling mo&lt;br /&gt;Ramdam ng puso ko&lt;br /&gt;Sayo lamang ang buhay ko’y buo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I know..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this site: &lt;a href="http://lyrics.rebelpixel.com/albums/mymp-new-horizon/"&gt;http://lyrics.rebelpixel.com/albums/mymp-new-horizon/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-6076786340521735155?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/6076786340521735155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=6076786340521735155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6076786340521735155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6076786340521735155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-song-syndrome-sa-jollibee.html' title='Last Song Syndrome sa Jollibee'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8145258606061197924</id><published>2007-07-31T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T16:45:44.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I bet you have also been wondering what your name means?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just wanna share mine. *winks* That's the vain part!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salve is a Roman greeting. It is an interjection, a playful expression. There exists a subtle difference between "Salve" and "Buon giorno" (Good morning). One cannot say "salve" to a superior or to a senior, as one is confidential with him. "Salve" is the second person of the imperative of the verb "salvere", which means "being well", "being in good health". In the case of more people, one uses the second person of the plural imperative, "salvete". Examples: "Salve Piemonte" (Carducci); "Salve regina, mater misericordiae".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salve was a common greeting in Latin during the Roman Empire period. "Salve" addresses a person whereas "Salvete" addresses a group. Other common Latin greetings, like "civis", were common responses. Its usage carries on in modern Italian today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like this meaning more than the first one, though.. *winks again*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salve is a medical ointment used to soothe the head or other body surface. A popular eye medicine known as "Phrygian powder" was one of Laodicea's sources of wealth. The medical school at Laodicea was famous for the preparation and use of this eye salve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Drawing salve is a salve used to treat boils, ingrown toenails, splinters, etc. It is also known as Black Ointment, or Icthyol Salve. The main ingredients are often ichthammol, phenyl alcohol, or arnica montana, and several familiar herbs such as echinacea or calendula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like the second one more because of its healing prowess.. *winks* Kinda make me feel good.. I just wish I would be what my name implies.. Of course, not literally heal sickness, but maybe, I can with my words or actions.. It's a big responsibility!.. That's the challenge!.. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salve"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8145258606061197924?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8145258606061197924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8145258606061197924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8145258606061197924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8145258606061197924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/vanity.html' title='Vanity!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8232209684274712719</id><published>2007-07-28T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T12:20:22.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRCUT!</title><content type='html'>I cut my hair!..&lt;br /&gt;I really did cut my hair!.&lt;br /&gt;Short!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe this..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry hair..&lt;br /&gt;If I have to cut you..&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;For a moment..&lt;br /&gt;*Sighs*&lt;br /&gt;I'm just having one of those days I guess..&lt;br /&gt;I know not what to do..&lt;br /&gt;So I put all my frustrations on my poor hair..&lt;br /&gt;It's not really a big deal..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is..&lt;br /&gt;For me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8232209684274712719?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8232209684274712719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8232209684274712719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8232209684274712719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8232209684274712719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/haircut.html' title='HAIRCUT!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-6253647939700023623</id><published>2007-07-22T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:57:10.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adhikain Daw..</title><content type='html'>On that same day, while we were sending notes and discussing about things of the past, we were also discussing political thoughts which started when I broke out the news about President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo's State of the Nation Address (SONA) this Monday,.. The following conversations occurred:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;... gusto ko na magfriday..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;gusto ko na magbakasyon.. inggit ako kay derf kasi wala silang pasok sa monday, SONA kasi,. tapos may sembreak pa sila.. huhuhuhuhu.. kainis.. bakit tayo, walang ganyan?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;punta tayo congress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;kelan?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;sa sona...syempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;hindi nga pwede, kasi may pasok tayo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;pwede....bakit hind tayo pwedeng makibahagi...mamamyan din naman tayo ng ating bansang tinubuan...ito ang tahanan ng ating lahi...tayo ay kanyang kinukupkop at tinutulungan upang maging malakas, maligaya at kapakipakinabang...bilang ganti...ay diringgin ko ang sona ni pangulong arroyo upang malaman ang mga bagong proyekto nang sa gayon ay maging mabuting mamamayan ako sa isip sa salita at sa gawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; maganda sana ang iyong adhikain.. subalit, minsan, lalo na sa mundong ating ginagalawan kung saan ang mga tao ay unti-unti nang nabubulag sa mga masasalimuot na nangyayari sa kapaligiran, unti-unti na ring nawawala ang pagmamahal sa sariling bayan.. tingnan mo tayo, naturingang isang kompanya na nagbibigya ng serbisyo publiko sa mga mamamayan ng Maynila, pero hindi naman tayo maaaring makadalo sa ganung mga pagtitipon dahil lamang maraming mga bagay pang iniatang sa atin.. Kahit man lamang isang araw na maipahayag natin ang ating pagmamahal sa ating bayan sa pagdinig sa SONA ng ating pangulo, hindi natin magawa dahil sa mga proyektong ito.. Ganito ba ang sinasabing paglilingkod sa mamamayang Pilipino???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;ngunit ano pang halaga kung tayo ay tunay namang nagigng mangmang sa mga bagay-bagay ukol sa adhikain ng ating mga pinuno....at lalo namang anong halaga kung tayo ay mamamalgi sa silid na ito? Maaaring ang ating mga katawan ay naririto subalit ang atin namang mga isipan at gawa ay nakikibahagi sa mga walang kabuluhang bagay....tulad na lamang ng ginagawa natin sa mga sandaling ito. Ako ay lubos na sumasang-ayon na mayroon tayong mas mahahalaga pang bagay na kailangang harapin bilang bahagi ng butihing institusyong ito...Datapwa't sa ganang akin kung wala rin lamang kabulastugan ang ating gagawin...mas mainam na nmakibahagi sa labas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;Maging ang mga katulad nating nakulong sa isang ganitong uri ng sistema ay nararapat lamang na bigyan din ng kalayaang makibahagi sa mga nagaganap sa labas ng apat na sulok ng silid na ito.. Tunay ang iyong mga tinuran.. Sapagkat tayo man, ay nagmamahal din sa ating Inang Bayan. Hindi lamang naman ang silid na ito ang ating lalakbayin, at hindi lamang naman tayo dito mananatili hanggang sa tayo ay tuluyan nang malagot.. Kung kaya naman, malugod kong inaayunan ang iyong mga tinuringang pananalita na tayo ay patuloy na makibahagi pa rin sa ating mga kapuwa Pilipino na patuloy na umasa na sa lalo't madali ay patuloy nang maibangon ang bayang ito sa lugmok na kaniyang dinadaanan. Tila baga ito'y isang panggising sa ating mga nagpapawis at nagpapagod na patuloy na magsumikap sa ating mga gawain, hindi lamang upang patuloy na paunlarin ang ating sariling mga kapakanan, nang sa ganun, tayo rin ay maging bahagi sa mga layunin ng ating pamahalaang patuloy na maayos at mapabuti ang kalagayan ng bawat Pilipino..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;ako ay tunay na nagagalak at kata ay lubos na nagkakaunawaan sa ganang ito gayundin dahil sa ang ating mga hangarin sa inang bayan ay napakainam....Kung sana lamang ganito ang lahat, disin sana'y ang inang bayan ay isa na ngang bansa ng pagkakapatiran at pag-uunawaan.....na patuloy na lumilipad tungo sa kaunlaran at kaginhawaan. Kung gayon...wala nang mga nagsisiphayo at nagpapagal...lahat ay mabibiyayaan nang nararapat sa kanya. Subalit nakakalungkot isipin na hindi ganito ang inihahain sa atin ng katotohanan. Tunay na nakakalungkot. Mataman kong isipin ang solusyon sa malaon nang suliraning ito....alam ko na ako ay nagsasayang lamang ng panahon at lakas. Ang batang katawan na ito ay hindi ko maaaring aksayahin sa mga bagay na alam kong hindi basta-basta nasosolusyunan dahil matagal nang naka-ugat sa ating sistema. Hangad ko man na anyayahan ang lahat na pagmalasakitan ang bayan....mas mainam na lamang siguro na maging piping modelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;Di nga ba't malaon na ring nahayag ang ganyang damdamin ngunit magpahanggang ngayon, tila patuloy pa rin namang pipi at bulag ang nakararami sa reyalidad na patuloy na kumukulong sa bayang ito. Marahil, mainam din ang pananahimik, at hindi pagkibo.. Ako man, nakakaramdam ng pagkaligalig sa tuwinang ako'y may masisilayang isang abang nilalang na nahahapo na sa pagtanim datap'wat ang aanihi'y hindi naman sapat. Ano mang aking naisin na sila'y mabigyang kalayaang mamuhay ng maginhawa, sa katayuan ko ngayon, nakikinita kong hindi rin magiging madali, sapagkat ako man, may mga hinaing din sa tila baga hiindi patas na sistema.. Paano kung gayun? Hindi ko maarok sa kasalukuyan. Bagaman, bukod sa aking katahimikan, marahil, marahil sa darating na panahon, nang ako'y ibayo nang nahasa sa pamamaraan ng buhay, pasasaan ba at malalaman ko rin ang kasagutan; at marahil, matututo ring magbahagi sa mas nakararami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; sa iyong palagay....kung ako ay iyong mabibigyan ng mainam na payo....may magagawa ba ako kung ako ay maglilingkod sa bayan sa pamamagitan ni G. T___? Sa aking pagninilay-nilay....naisip ko na sa uri ng gawain mayroon ako sa araw-araw...napakalayo ko upang marinig....at pakinggan. Nguni't kung mabibigyan ng pagkakataon....marahil mas magkakaroon ako ng boses kung ako ay magiging mababang alagad ng isang mambabatas (kahit na sa kaibuturuan ng aking puso alam kong kapwa lang kami manggagamitan -- ako sa kanyang salapi, impluwensya at ang isa'y nalalaman mo na; siya sa aking dunong, talino at kakayahan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;Siguro nga, marahil, hindi malayong mangyari. Naniniwala rin naman ako na ano pa man ang kinalalagyan natin sa ngayon ay maaaring magamit upanga tayo ay patuloy na makaambag sa patuloy na ikagaganda ng sinasabi nating sistema. Kung sa iyong palagay, mas lalago ka at mas magagamit ka sa ganoong uri ng pakikibaka, wala na akong ibang hangad kung hindi ay ang iyong patuloy na pag-unlad. Dili nga ba't lahat tayo ay may kani-kaniyang lugar sa mundong ito na kailangang punuan at gampanan upang ito ay patuloy na uminog nang maluwalhati. Gayunman, maaari ring tayo ay nasa isang punto nang ating batang isipan na tayo ay patuloy pa ring naghahanap ng isang bagay na maaari nating masabing pinuhunanan natin. Upang sa ating pagtanda, may maipagmalaki tayong naibahagi natin sa abang bayang ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M: &lt;/span&gt;Maraming salamat sa iyong payo. Panalangin ko na sana..dalhin ng Bathala ang ating mga paa sa dapat nating kalagyan nang sa gayon ay magampanan natin ang mga tungkulin na malaon namang naiatang sa ating mga pagal na balikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gustuhin ko man na ipagpatuloy ang pakikipagtalastasang ito, ikinalulungkot ko na kailangan na nating itong tapusin. Kaya ng lahat ng bagay sa mundo, ang lahat ay nalalagot....kung ito ay panumandalian lamang......isang araw...ang ating mga pag-iisip ay muling magtatagpo upang punan ang mga isipan nating laging uhaw sa karunungan...Salamat at isang magandang araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;Hanggang sa muli..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-6253647939700023623?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/6253647939700023623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=6253647939700023623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6253647939700023623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/6253647939700023623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/adhikain-daw.html' title='Adhikain Daw..'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-3959094935653408903</id><published>2007-07-22T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T16:59:56.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nostalgic Thoughts"</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems so lazy that morning in the office. M asked me if I know about a certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear Paul&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbie's Cradle&lt;/span&gt;. I said yes, and sent to her a line or two from that song (using TNote*).. And so this conversation starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "don't you know, eleven years is a long time, to break a heart. Eleven years is long enough, to make agirl insane.. you make a girl insane Paul.. you make a girl insane.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: so just what are you trying to insinuate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;: hehe.. nothing.. funny just how a line or two can make you think sometimes.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: funny just how a line or two can make me fall in a deep nostalgic thoughts....sigh! DARN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;: oh so true! funny indeed! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: oh my dear friend, yesterday we were just trying to decipher the mysteries, nay, funny behaviour of the male species...we were quite enganged into an intellectual conversation....But now, it's as if the godess of love has just showered her gift of bitter love, thence, making us fuss over a song quite apt for hopeless romantic damsel whose love has long been gone......(hahaha! kakabasa ng romance pocketbook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;: how deep the thoughts.. how lonely a song can get.. *sighs* i believe, we should get past this abstruse longing for love of long ago dreaming.. (shocks! it's so hard.. hirap mag -english.. haha!) can't find the words to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: indeed, for one's mind can only fathom so much and then wonder forever! (MY GOSH BAKIT NGAYON LANG KASI DUMATING TO&gt;&gt;NASIRA TULOY MOMENTUM KO....IN fairness nakakaaliw. dugtungan mo pa para gumaling tayo sa english)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;: and wander it goes.. just like the song.. while playing, so the memories come.. but as it ends, even the memories can not bring to an end the longing for a heart that has been captured by some mysterious power that has caused the mind to go on wandering.. and dreaming.. until more and more, we reach into a sight of things that should have been there; although in reality, nothingness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; Madam...i suggest that we halt for a while....to make way for some more things to be accomplished, perhaps like filling our stomach...for our mind cannot make such an inteelectual conversation if our stomach are indeed lack of nourishment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*break*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We can try to forget tomorrow, or make it last forever.."&lt;/span&gt; As the dawn of the new beginning arises, there is no assurance that old memories will no longer haunt you.. For just as the songs of the yesterdays keeps on coming back, so too these reminders of the past even if they are kept in the deepest parts of our being.. Until someone might once again bring back the feelings you've been wanting to let go since that beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; you speak  your mind with so much eloquence it's as if you have been dugged from  the deepest of your emotions  all these melancholic thoughts...much to my surprise. i wonder have you gone through with the very same experience as mine? have, somewhere in the past, you lost someone so dear to you, dearly enough to make you decide nirvana is where you want to be with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; Nay, my friend. Although sometimes, the language of the song makes you feel as if you have been through all this, and makes you feel so vulnerable to these kind of emotions of the heart. Although, I should say, never had I been like you, and what you might be feeling right now I may not have gone through.. I may have experienced a longing as such but feeling seemed to have left me the day I realized that there's another mystery unfolding right before my eyes.. And this mystery I now am part of has taught me to put back things of the past and instead long forward, even unto the uncertainties of the time yet to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; I'm glad, very glad  indeed, that the "mystery", which you have just referred to, has given you the eagerness to face each morning with so much vigor, and pleasure and hope....How I wish I may be able to have a taste...even for a while (or perhaps forever) of such sweet thing..or should I say..love...for I know it is the feeling of being in love that shall steal me from this misery, which from such a long time now shattering me into pieces. I confess, it still breaks my fragile heart even though 11 sweet years of agony had already dawned on me. Too bad, that it is still him who owns me... albeit I'm quite missing the feeling of not being able to calm myself because of a new welcoming feeling is tickling my heart.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S: &lt;/span&gt;A new welcoming feeling, may I ask? For we are not to live in the past, as is your wish to free yourself from this bondage, I pray also that in a perfect time, this new welcoming feeling would reveal to you the depth of a new life that is wanting to grow more and more each day. The feeling that something that precious shoudl be nourished each day with all the care, all the joy, all the wonder of this life. Alas, it is with such great sorrow that we sometimes have to let go of our longing for the past in order for us to fully experience this new welcoming feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; May I let myself clear,  the "new welcoming feeling"....well...perhaps  I am elaborating much when I want to mean love as something refreshing yet such a nuisance to my sane mind and sober heart....my sincerest apology. At the same time, I am deeply touched by your concern for my feelings....I am very much grateful...please receive my hugs and kisses, which I sealed with this note, as my way of expressing how thankful I am. And yes, I, myself pray to the ONE who knows more than we do that in due time, true love  will unmasked itself to make me forget of that most lamentable yet sweetest piece of my past...If only I could drag the time so quickly for that much awaited moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; Waiting is as much painful as letting go is. For who would enjoy waiting, not knowing if something such lovely a gift as genuine love would come our way and if indeed that love would stay with us for the rest of our life. Who knows when a butterfly will fly unto our open hands? Who knows how long will that butterfly will stay in our hands? Or if it will go, when? How could we make it stay? See how this deep emotions have brought us into this conversation. What more if that reality of love has dawned to us face to us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M:&lt;/span&gt; I so much agree with you. Nevertheless, I am quite happy and contended of having the liberty of living my life according to my own will as of the moment thus I'm in no haste to chase a butterfly..what only bothers me is that I am not quite sure yet of how to free myself from the cold prison walls of the past....If only I knew how then I could be freed from my misery and be totally gay. You see the memories of that knight-in-shining-armor-turned-ogre still haunt me.....I want the remedy much in a hurry so that I won't waste too much time denying myself of true happiness, There's more to life than the foolish thoughts of him, I know....Life is too short to live it just for him. Hush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish we could engage in this conversation much longer...however, there are other things that need attention. In as much as I want to discuss with you anything under the good 'ol sun, I am afraid, this has to cease.....but not for long..For tomorrow is yet another day of sweet talk...a day to demystify the beauty of being alive.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for such a wonderful day...Until then...Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S:&lt;/span&gt; Thank you for your kind words and honesty. It has indeed been a time! Until then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Special Mention:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Paul by Barbie's Cradle&lt;br /&gt;Come A Little Bit Closer by Brandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* TNOTE (TM) or TurboNote is a handy little program for Windows 95 or later that lets you "stick" notes to your screen and send them to others. Use them for reminders, for messages, for telephone notes, to-do lists, Web and email addresses, office memos or anything else that occurs to you. For more information, visit &lt;a href="http://TurboNote.com"&gt;http://TurboNote.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-3959094935653408903?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/3959094935653408903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=3959094935653408903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3959094935653408903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/3959094935653408903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/nostalgic-thoughts.html' title='&quot;Nostalgic Thoughts&quot;'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7247285236046459202</id><published>2007-07-15T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T10:22:04.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Alone</title><content type='html'>No one will love me if they knew all the things I hide&lt;br /&gt;My words fell to the floor as tears drip to the telephone line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the words I've seen raised to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Not waving but drowning all this time&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to build the ark that they need&lt;br /&gt;To float to you upon the crystal sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me your hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't stand the cold&lt;br /&gt;And love alone is not enough to hold us up&lt;br /&gt;We've got to touch your rope&lt;br /&gt;So swing your rope down low&lt;br /&gt;Swing your rope down low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince of despair's been beaten you know but the losers still fight&lt;br /&gt;Death's on a long leash stealing my friends to the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone cries for innocence&lt;br /&gt;They say to love the guilty too&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by suffering and sickness&lt;br /&gt;So I'm working tearing back the roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pain of the world is a burden&lt;br /&gt;And it's my cross to bear&lt;br /&gt;And I stumble under all the weight&lt;br /&gt;I know your Simon standing there&lt;br /&gt;And I know you're standing there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(C) Love Alone. Caedmon's Call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7247285236046459202?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7247285236046459202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7247285236046459202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7247285236046459202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7247285236046459202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-alone.html' title='Love Alone'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-5038479509009245779</id><published>2007-07-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T23:35:29.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this life of mine</title><content type='html'>When  was still in college, I would often wish I could turn the time forward to when I am already working, already earning for myself, already out there in the world on my own.. Just to escape the readings I have to finish in time for the exam, or the papers I have to pass in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm in that world I've been looking forward to, and boy, it's not as easy as I thought it would be.. I thought that because I'd only be thinking of my work from 8 AM to 5 PM, I would no longer be obligated to spend my nights doing more work, as we often do when we were students with all the homeworks and papers and reports to do. The past months when we were so busy with a lot of projects at hand and with only me and Maya and our boss manning our department, it has been very very toxic. Derf has been prodding me to make it a point to go home by 5 PM.. But that is easy to say. Of course I could always say yes, I will go home by 5, but with all the work you still have to attend to at the end of the day, who cares if it's already 5 o'clock, as if I don't have all the time in the world, cause I really don't have all the time in the world; next day, new projects will arise as if to continually load us up and then we'll all be under the questioning of this very demanding users and your wanting to really make it a point to finish your projects well and excellent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! I want a break from all of these. I want a time out of this world.. If only I could spend even just one whole day without thinking of the problems at work or even the problems in my life and just indulge myself with a beautiful, relaxing, nature-binding experience.. I want to go somewhere I've never been to. I want to go somewhere full of trees and water (even though I don't swim, I just wanted to hear the sound of waves and rocks clashing together).. I want to sleep in a quiet room, no vehicles. I want to smell the freshness of God's creation, no smoke, no smelly canals or dirty pavements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* Where? When? How? I don't know.. Only time will tell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-5038479509009245779?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/5038479509009245779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=5038479509009245779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5038479509009245779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/5038479509009245779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-world-of-mine.html' title='this life of mine'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-2436035120800400567</id><published>2007-04-09T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T19:17:46.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RhoKM2D6afI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_2nLcAnAoXs/s1600-h/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051361147836066290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RhoKM2D6afI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_2nLcAnAoXs/s320/sunflower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw the first blooms of sunflower while walking along the Univesity Avenue a while ago. Reminded me of summer, of the sun and of graduation. Reminded me of nature, of God, and of life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I am done of college and off to my new path in the corporate world. I'm happy that after long months of waiting (starting November last year after I passed my thesis), I now have what I could call a job. It is really a blessing, considering I didn't really do something with it, and I would say God really gave me this one. I remember, after I took the examination, I was so frustrated with myself because I felt I did not do my best. But here I am. Only by grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been a rest for me, with the long weekend -- Holy Week and &lt;em&gt;Araw ng Kagitingan. &lt;/em&gt;And once again, I was reminded of how my life has been really nothing except that a man hanging on a cross loved me enough to die in my place. Continually, I struggle to live a life worthy of His calling, but there is the assurance that even though I fall and get wounded and scratched along the way, He is there to help me stand and lead me to His path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first blooms of the sunflower: a new beginning. Stepping into a new future of working and hopefully applying what has been learned all through out the years spent in the university... Perhaps, a new hope, renewed strength, revived inspiration. Just like a flower in bloom, living the life he or she has been so purposely made by the Creator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-2436035120800400567?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/2436035120800400567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=2436035120800400567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2436035120800400567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/2436035120800400567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-blooms.html' title='First Blooms'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RhoKM2D6afI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_2nLcAnAoXs/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8665912961676572254</id><published>2007-03-16T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T12:55:13.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refine Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I come into this place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burning to receive Your peace;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I come with my own chains&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For wars I fought for my own selfish gains...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often we are led astray by our own selfish ambitions? And how often we pray to God that He lead us back to His own will, back to His loving arms? How often do we ask Him to restore our souls, restore our lives, restore our brokenness? How often do we seek follow Him instead of our own ways of doing things? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart can't see, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I only look at me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My soul can't hear, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I only think of my own fears...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times, we rely on our strength when we are faced with things we think we need to deal with. What happens after are more frusrations, more disappointments, more discouragements for we think we have not done our best, and because our efforts are not enough. Just because we have thought we can do it on our own when the truth is we can't really. We are but one creation in this equally created world. And the best "Person" who could actually help us is when we turn our eyes to the Creator of all things. Who else but Him have the answer to our every query? Who else but Him have the strength, the wisdom, the power to do things according to its best purpose? Who else knows the next best thing? Who else have love enough to sacrifice His own Son for His rebellious people to be reconciled to Him; and with that same love grants forgiveness to everyone who ask for it, and who gives grace and mercy and compassion to those who need it the most -- His people, His children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, come with Your fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Burn my desires refine me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, my will have deceive me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please come and free me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come rescue this child,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I long to be reconciled to You..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, we praise You for You are the God of love, You are love, and it is You who continue to love us in spite of our shortcomings. You are our Lord, our Saviour; You are ever-present help in trouble, You our our help in times on need. By Your grace, we are saved from the penalty of our sins, which is death, and through Your Son, who died on the cross for us, we can have life eternal. Forgive us dear Lord for heeding our own ways, forgive us for focusing our minds on the things of this world. Forgive us for satisfying ourselves with our own accompplishments, thinking that they can make us feel worth it, thinking that they can even make us happy. But You alone O Lord satisfies us even with our deepest longings. You alone can give us everlasting joy. And in You alone we feel our very worth, our very purpose here on earth. For indeed, without You, we are nothing, apart from You, we are mere creations wandering into the darkness. You are our only Way, our Truth, and our Life. You are the One who lights our paths and guides us in our daily walks, who directs our steps and gave meaning to our very being. May You give us wisdom O Lord in every decision we would make. May You give us strength in every trial that we are facing. Comfort us when we feel discouraged and frustrated about circumstances in life, even with people and help us to also forgive, help us to give the love which You have showed to us first and foremost. Lord, may You continue to reveal to us Your will in our lives, direct us to places You are calling us. Lord, may every thing in our life be according to Your Divine will. May we continue to shine Your light, may our lives be Son-reflectors; just as the moon reflects the light coming from the sun, may we be the moon for You. Thank You dear Lord for this privilege of coming to You in prayer. To You alone be the glory, praise and thanksgiving. This I pray, in Christ's precious name. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all I can do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To give my heart and soul to You and pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And pray, oh I will pray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Thank you to Jennifer Knapp's Refine Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8665912961676572254?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8665912961676572254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8665912961676572254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8665912961676572254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8665912961676572254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/03/refine-me.html' title='Refine Me'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-7655296558260110939</id><published>2007-03-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T16:54:27.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xx crossroads xx</title><content type='html'>Once again, I am at a crossroad. After graduation, what's next? I had been applying for jobs the last days and weeks of my life, to no avail. Sometimes, it's so easy to just give up. But I could not just do that. I could not just give up. I could not  ust give in to the pressure, to the luring of depression,  and to my mistakes in the past. Past is past. And we should not be its prisoners; it will only bring us down and down, until we could no longer move forward. Too much self-pity that  I did not gradaute on time or that I should have  done my best in terms of my academics.  The time is time when I should be concerned of what's now, what's here, of the present. Because it is through this present that my future is being made up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RfUVJ6s_saI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8XQLVZR4PA/s1600-h/jay-hand-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RfUVJ6s_saI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8XQLVZR4PA/s200/jay-hand-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040958618032124322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And although I am not sure what will happen to me  in the days to come, I have this assurance. That my God, the Lord of the Universe holds me at the palm of His hand, and that along the way, wherever I will be or whatever will  become of me, He will never leave nor forsake me. He is the same God yesterday (who had always saw me through), today (continue molding me into being like His Son), and tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-7655296558260110939?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/7655296558260110939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=7655296558260110939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7655296558260110939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/7655296558260110939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/03/xx-crossroads-xx.html' title='xx crossroads xx'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RfUVJ6s_saI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q8XQLVZR4PA/s72-c/jay-hand-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-944037534996288600</id><published>2007-03-07T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:09:26.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goodbye's certainly not the sweetest word to say. Sometimes, I hate saying goodbye. Because I wouldn't know what's next. Especially if I don't know what will happen next. It's not that it's really the end. It's just that it looks or feels as if it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am alone in my room. Nobody but me and the music playing in the background. No Sarah or ying goodbye. Alicia to talk to. No Sarah or Alicia to tell you how their day has been. No Sarah or Alicia to say "Hi" or "Hello" to. For twice already in this room, I had been left behind. And suddenly, I feel so lonely looking at the empty bed, the empty table and cabinet around me.&lt;br /&gt;These are the moments..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning I was restless, nervous and excited over my exam to a job I've been applying (I even forgot my resume at home? Imagine. Good things my Derf is there to get it for me). Yeah, good things Derf is here. I just thank God for having him here. Certainly, something to be cheerful about. Just knowing he's there for me ease the pain of parting and saying goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042415543953371602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RfpCOKs_sdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U6pdaQBBe4A/s320/PIC_1012+edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-944037534996288600?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/944037534996288600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=944037534996288600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/944037534996288600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/944037534996288600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-in-life.html' title='A Day in Life'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/RfpCOKs_sdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/U6pdaQBBe4A/s72-c/PIC_1012+edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5828231186443757317.post-8727163872518723168</id><published>2007-03-03T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T14:34:32.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of Something New!</title><content type='html'>I like changes, but am not fond of them. Why? Well, for once, I like changing myself, more like and hope so, for the better. But most of the times, I can not adspt well to the changes happening around me, especially situations, circumstances, and the likes. I like it when the year is changing, new hopes, new visions, etc. I like it when the day is changing, new day, new opportunity, and the likes. But when it comes to big changes such as going from one phase of life to next, argh, I am having a hard time coping with it. Most of the times, I end up being pressured by the things I need to do in order to keep up with the flow of events. And being pressured is not one of the joyous things in my life. Maybe, I just have a tme for myself. Maybe, not the perfect time for those people around me, but I know when I can fully function well, at a certain time I know and feel like it. Maybe, it takes a time. But I know I will do it everntually. Oftentimes, this is not the case because well, I don't have all the time in the world. Duh, it's revolving around the sun and rotating around its axis without any force or whatsoever coming from me, so why would it wait for me? What should I do? As if there's a lot of choices. Of course, I have to run with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5828231186443757317-8727163872518723168?l=gracechronicler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/feeds/8727163872518723168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5828231186443757317&amp;postID=8727163872518723168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8727163872518723168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5828231186443757317/posts/default/8727163872518723168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracechronicler.blogspot.com/2007/03/start-of-something-new.html' title='Start of Something New!'/><author><name>flower in the rain</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='23' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_eFItSWtSsvQ/R8OdObJST1I/AAAAAAAAAB0/eYSWkWr36_8/S220/kaleidoscope2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
