<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246</id><updated>2009-10-13T17:53:31.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light up a story</title><subtitle type='html'>Once you accept the fact that you have limited control over your own life, things get easier. When you have a problem, you can choose to see it as a hindrance or as an opportunity to grow. As long as your intentions are good and come from a sincere heart, there's nothing to worry about. I say, choose to be happy and life become so much easier!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>120</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-5282061129582310334</id><published>2007-08-17T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T11:49:33.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In fairness, hindi ako evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/angelic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/%7Eslugbutter/evil/" target="new"&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/3862432"&gt;Pretty Mia S.&lt;/a&gt; for the tagged. I know this may be a stupid question, but does anyone know how to become an evil just liked mwahahahahahaha from batch 2001 BSMIS of ADMU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-5282061129582310334?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/5282061129582310334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=5282061129582310334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/5282061129582310334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/5282061129582310334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-fairness-hindi-ako-evil.html' title='In fairness, hindi ako evil'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-723660700781886263</id><published>2007-08-10T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:42:50.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULAN: TANGHALANG PILIPINOS NEW CHILDRENS MUSICAL</title><content type='html'>MULAN, the newest original childrensmusical to hit the stage, is set toopen on September 14 as part ofTanghalang Pilipinos 21st season.Based on the famous Chinese poem TheBallad of Mulan, this stage versiontells of the exciting adventures of HuaMulan, the young woman who joined anall-male army to fight for the honor ofher family and her country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect treat for children and theyoung-at-heart, MULAN will delightaudiences of all ages with itswhimsical set and colorful costumescreated by New York-trained designerGino Gonzales; breathtaking martialarts movements fused with gracefuldances by premier dance artist DenisaReyes; the colorful play of lights bynoted lighting designer JonjonVillareal; and the delightful touch ofcharacter make-up by multi-awardeddesigner Dennis Tan.The libretto by Palanca award-winningplaywright Rody Vera together with JedCaballero Balsamos music and theskillful performance of the TanghalangPilipino Actors Company all combine tomake for an entertaining andheartwarming production under themasterful direction of Dennis Marasigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MULAN runs September 14-16, 21-23, 28-30 and October 5-7 at the CCpTanghalang Aurelio Tolentino. It issupported by Japan Foundation, HBC,Flowerline, artonedesign, Maggi andradio partners Jam 88.3, Wave 89.1,Magic 89.9, 99.5 RT and Heart 103.5.For bookings, reservations and tickets,please call Tanghalang Pilipino at 832-3661, Ticketworld at 891-9999 or theCCP Box Office at 832-3704.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-723660700781886263?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.mb.com.ph/SCTY20070918103059.html' title='MULAN: TANGHALANG PILIPINOS NEW CHILDRENS MUSICAL'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/723660700781886263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=723660700781886263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/723660700781886263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/723660700781886263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/mulan-tanghalang-pilipinos-new.html' title='MULAN: TANGHALANG PILIPINOS NEW CHILDRENS MUSICAL'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-6648057313092175049</id><published>2007-08-10T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T17:26:26.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How far would you go to follow your heart?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JsUBPBbN5sg" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This week, I was able to catch "A Love Story". Wasn't too keen on watching it, especially after finding out from my newly discovered dance diva friend (Hi, Jemelyn Grace!) that it was a 2-hour film! But then again, it featured an interesting personality, so I gave it a shot.I like the film, but I'm not one to go into reviewing it or analyzing it too much, but here I am writing about this film. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I watched a movie like this, I wonder if marriage is actually a blessing for the women in general. Why suffer and misery? Are we to be masochistic in love? Isn't love supposed to be something wonderful and fun, and marriage and family a joy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suspect there are too many martyrs of their own making. I meet people in real world whose self-esteem and confidence  are so low, expectations so non-existent that they are willing to put up with anything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The young talk of romantic love as if they know it best! The old talk of pragmatic goal much like they have lost faith in love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women dream of a family in picture-perfect sense. Men look for sex in progressive tense!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is there a purpose in marriage? Should there be one? Is unplanned marriage more romantic than planned? How much thinking should be involved in decision? The bottom line for me is:If one does not have the ability to love someone unselfishly enough to protect and cherish her/him, to look after her/his best interest - sometimes above his/her own- and to do so for a lifetime, I don't think the relationship will last.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-6648057313092175049?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/6648057313092175049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=6648057313092175049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6648057313092175049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6648057313092175049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-far-would-you-go-to-follow-your.html' title='How far would you go to follow your heart?'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-2263429203415552903</id><published>2007-08-05T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:37:15.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>En route to sky, foreign land.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrcQiOqU98I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/HBTbvmF7EdY/s1600-h/En+route+to+sky,+foreign+land+._edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrcQiOqU98I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/HBTbvmF7EdY/s400/En+route+to+sky,+foreign+land+._edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095559683630233538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As our plane begun its last descent towards the NAIA I judged it was going to rain that day. Later however I realized it wasn't going to rain after all. The clouds which I took for rain clouds were actually smog hanging over skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr. Daniel Patrick Huang, S.J. reminded me of one thing - life does not only consist of dreaming, hoping and looking forward to our final destination. It is also about looking around and responding to the needs in the here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are aware now, for instance, that the smoke and the waste gases that we send into the atmosphere produce smog that contributes global warming. Many ills in our society are partly of our own making. Therefore, the solution to such problems lies not up there but very much here with us. Let us therefore get back to work and get involved in the daily social realities that call us to live according to the values of the catholic church.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-2263429203415552903?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/2263429203415552903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=2263429203415552903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/2263429203415552903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/2263429203415552903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/en-route-to-sky-foreign-land.html' title='En route to sky, foreign land.'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrcQiOqU98I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/HBTbvmF7EdY/s72-c/En+route+to+sky,+foreign+land+._edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-1755892683844012474</id><published>2007-08-05T12:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:41:21.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACET'/><title type='text'>Hahhaha!! ACET. Magbabantay ako Lolz.. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Surprisingly when I woke up this morning, I received a text message from the Director for admissions of Loyola Schools. The funniest of all he already talked with EAA, because the director want / request me to attend a meeting for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Director said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, that you have really been in touch with God a lot more since that incident. Being faced with someone does something to you. I guess that's the silver lining right there. :) &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:11;color:black;"  &gt;I am fascinated by the fact that you're part of the school has been bring you so much challenge.  Just this day, Father B and I inviting you to be one of the proctors for ACET on September. I discussed the other details for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haha, I  know the Father director was serious he doesn't invite me, he forced me to join the team. I couldn't say no, especially when he talked with EAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:11;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-1755892683844012474?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/1755892683844012474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=1755892683844012474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/1755892683844012474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/1755892683844012474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/hahhaha-acet-magbabantay-ako-lolz.html' title='Hahhaha!! ACET. Magbabantay ako Lolz.. :))'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-8672984653840576794</id><published>2007-08-03T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T16:52:47.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so excited for Monday.  Bea and I are going to hear mass at the Gesu, and someone might actually come with us. Gesu is a beautiful  church and how perfect the ambiance is for contemplating. I am so looking forward to it and  I can't wait to see the social experimentation.  Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-8672984653840576794?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/8672984653840576794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=8672984653840576794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/8672984653840576794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/8672984653840576794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-monday.html' title='On Monday'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-1097364014449386761</id><published>2007-08-03T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:59:27.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to board on taxi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passengers'/><title type='text'>A lesson learned today: Surviving an evil taxi driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/Rra4xeqU97I/AAAAAAAAAfI/fJ-lcReU2dA/s1600-h/TAXI_PLATE_NO_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095463188599994290" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/Rra4xeqU97I/AAAAAAAAAfI/fJ-lcReU2dA/s400/TAXI_PLATE_NO_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In case you've encountered this taxi, better be careful! I suggest you ride another cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The moment it happened this morning, I knew I had to write about it. The title of my entry would be "A lesson learned today: Surviving an evil taxi driver." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You see, most of the times I ride a taxi in SM Makati, so I can reach my work in GT Tower on time. For some reason, the taxi that I took this morning, the driver didn't know the GT Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: kuya sa GT Tower po ko near sa RCBC Bldg.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Anong street yung?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dito po sa ayala, ituturo ko na lang po daan&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Ano ka ba pupunta ka isang lugar di mo alam ang street?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kuya along ayala nga po.&lt;br /&gt;Driver: Bahala maligaw tayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I heard that and we were in the phil. stock exchange bldg. (makati), luckily the traffic light was stop, I decided to leave the taxi without paying him, and asked for the help of traffic enforcer there. Of course 2 traffic enforcer helped me immediately, they questioned the driver of the taxi that I took, then they found out that the driver was under by the influenced of illegal drugs. Of course I filed a complain against that person, and it was scary, to be honest I never experience holdup or whatsoever traumatic . Then when I arrived in the office, the daughter of my boss Miss Joanna Abrera-P. was there she known what happened to me. We got our usual talked and she gave me some tips on how could survive an evil &lt;a href="http://chuvaness.wordpress.com/2007/07/07/avoid-riding-a-taxi-alone/"&gt;taxi driver&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Before leaving the house on your way to the office , do the most important thing of all -pray. Use positive words when praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you're taking your ride in an taxi terminal, (juts liked in sm makati) that's better since a yellow enforcer gave the passenger a info. which you could use in case you may encountered an evil taxi driver, just like what happened to me. ( see the picture above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you're not in too much of a hurry, make a quick scan of the taxi you're going to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Trust your instincts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There will always be taxi driver who have boundless capacities to irritate their passengers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you see the driver of the cab isn't okay, then don't ride. Take another taxi or use other form of transportations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For safety, lock the door of the cab as it starts moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Try to bring a money that got smaller denomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Don't flaunt your cellphone.Put your phone in silent mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure , there are other way to make an taxi ride as safe as possible despite that many hassled involved. Whatever they are, there's one basic guideline for all taxi riders: Be alert always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-1097364014449386761?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/1097364014449386761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=1097364014449386761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/1097364014449386761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/1097364014449386761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/surviving-evil-taxi-driver.html' title='A lesson learned today: Surviving an evil taxi driver'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/Rra4xeqU97I/AAAAAAAAAfI/fJ-lcReU2dA/s72-c/TAXI_PLATE_NO_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-4459985645690824260</id><published>2007-08-02T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T16:18:44.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='survey again'/><title type='text'>Childhood Survey" (got from maria reena )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrHStuqU96I/AAAAAAAAAfA/lEJafIZOAyI/s1600-h/ghy_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094084336594253730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrHStuqU96I/AAAAAAAAAfA/lEJafIZOAyI/s400/ghy_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Are you a child of the 70s, 80s, or 90s&lt;br /&gt;80's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where were you born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manila - ust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What city did you grow up in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm born to a typical Chinese family, I lived in Navotas &amp; Paranaque, during the early years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you enjoy your childhood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creative officer / director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you want to be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy. in details - to become a good person and eventually a good mom someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Were you a fun little kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your first best friend's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mary ann juilano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is he/she still your friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Can you name all the schools you ever attended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ac/pnuls/sc/pup/up/admu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Were you closer to your mom or dad as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both. very close even up to now. I still live with them - even if my parents tell me that I can live on my own, do whatever [I] want to do with [my] money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What was the first record, tape or CD you remember buying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung tape ni lea salonga na may tomorrow saka im but a small voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. How old is a good age to have kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you scared of anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly at present, wala naman, just keep praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What was your favorite class in elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts &amp;amp; science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Did you buy school lunch or bring your own baon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Broken any bones or had any freaky accidents as a kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, but once, after that wala na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Were you a mean kid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. good girl ako even up to now eh. walang tututol :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.Favorite board game of all time?&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;crabbles&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;, millionaires game &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Did you play house or pretend to be a super hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Seriously, are you still just a kid at heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. did u have &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; childhood sweethart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eduardo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now repost with the name "Childhood Survey", and see what your friends&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; answers are to these same questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's interesting when you get revelations about life when you least expect it ;)&lt;br /&gt;that girl made me think 'bout my family too :) I'm in blog-addiction mode since forever &amp;amp; it's only nice to catch-up :) hope to post again...cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-4459985645690824260?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/4459985645690824260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=4459985645690824260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4459985645690824260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4459985645690824260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/childhood-survey-got-from-maria-reena.html' title='Childhood Survey&quot; (got from maria reena )'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrHStuqU96I/AAAAAAAAAfA/lEJafIZOAyI/s72-c/ghy_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-6367783997184832284</id><published>2007-08-01T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:07:44.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food trip'/><title type='text'>KFC Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGsbOqU95I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DZykfk0HnF0/s1600-h/kfc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGsbOqU95I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DZykfk0HnF0/s400/kfc.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094042237324818322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So now, I am thinking that eating my favorite meals from KFC's is not bad at all. It is, after all, my comfort food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-6367783997184832284?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/6367783997184832284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=6367783997184832284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6367783997184832284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6367783997184832284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/08/kfc-moment.html' title='KFC Moment'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGsbOqU95I/AAAAAAAAAe4/DZykfk0HnF0/s72-c/kfc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-4666926982335511630</id><published>2007-07-28T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T18:03:56.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human behavior'/><title type='text'>You'll laugh and don't like to  be them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGEL-qU9yI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2667fC68r6A/s1600-h/designall.dll_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGEL-qU9yI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2667fC68r6A/s400/designall.dll_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093997994866702114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's my Simpson character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGGKeqU9zI/AAAAAAAAAeI/t0OR-XIy1QQ/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGGKeqU9zI/AAAAAAAAAeI/t0OR-XIy1QQ/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094000168120153906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGG0eqU90I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/RGBhnUF_afk/s1600-h/aq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 464px; height: 246px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGG0eqU90I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/RGBhnUF_afk/s320/aq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094000889674659650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I write this entry with emotion because of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=purplewings01"&gt;unscrupulous person&lt;/a&gt;   sent me a messaged yesterday afternoon (Philippine Standard Time) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on my you tube account that she claimed that this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1bXrcgsBBo"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; is her property. So was it weird to claim something not yours? It is weird in a sense, that I don't know her personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There could be a lot of times I exchanged message to her just to correct her perceptions about it. For the longest time , I have not been treated like that on the web... that something very stupid on her part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing when she messaged me on my you tube account, I was on my way to &lt;a href="http://cfj.ateneo.edu/"&gt;Kondrad Adrenauer Asian Center,&lt;/a&gt;before leaving GT Tower. That person sent these messages to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" class="standardText smallText"  &gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescVEsb8QlfFI" style="display: inline;"&gt; hope u don't claim that "tue or thurs" practice video as yours because it's MINE. i respect the fact that you like BP, but it's bad to grab someone else's video and claim that it's yours because that was the day that i got in BP...that was from my fone. some BP members noticed already what you did, and i don't think that's a very nice way of showing appreciation to the group members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGRaOqU91I/AAAAAAAAAeY/-cljIg6lIVU/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGRaOqU91I/AAAAAAAAAeY/-cljIg6lIVU/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094012533330999122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" class="standardText smallText"  &gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescVEsb8QlfFI" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" class="standardText smallText"  &gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescktaCmBAA2pI" style="display: inline;"&gt;please tell your friend then, that it is WRONG to do that. i don't care whether it's been uploaded months ago, because youtube is a public domain where it can be accessed by all who like BP anytime, anywhere. ERASE it from your page then. don't wait for the other members to comment on this, because they all know that i am the source. i don't want to make this a very big issue, but it is insulting and unfair to me. i uploaded my BP experience to share it. it's quite offending that it's been "stolen", eh i shared it na nga with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work and study in ateneo too, and it's quite a shame that she doesn't know how wrong that act was when it's been taught to her to know the rules on publishing and plagiarism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGRr-qU92I/AAAAAAAAAeg/GzWqtJyW6Xg/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGRr-qU92I/AAAAAAAAAeg/GzWqtJyW6Xg/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094012838273677154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" class="standardText smallText"  &gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescktaCmBAA2pI" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" class="standardText smallText"  &gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescqHLFyblqyAA" style="display: inline;"&gt;actually, wala naman issue kung pinasa-pasa. the issue is the DESCRIPTION of the video that she made in your account. maybe you need to look at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This was the video we made for bukas palad in one of their nice dry run WOW!! got really shocked that...night.. o well.. i had the video in my ipod so I was able to play it..."See for yourself..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the write-up claims that someone MADE the video for bukas palad for a dry run? eh mali pa nga yung story behind it. so how can it be an effective promo tool if someone else made a story of an event that happened closed doors with us? when it was not what really happened? to claim a video that "was made" when it wasn't exactly hers? yun ang understanding ng makakabasa na kahit sino. it was another bp member who alerted us about this "claim", and i being the owner of it, really needed to tell you what i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is an issue for me because that was my personal memory of my first day in BP and i'm not sure if you understand how big a deal that was. all the more that someone else grabbed it and placed a story in it and set it up for the whole world to see. it may not be worth anything to you, but there is a line between respecting how other things matter to people and NOT changing these details for them. we can upload our fave videos, fine. but let us not make a story about it if we don't know what it really is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, it is an issue because the group really is promoting for the launch, and that i'm sure all advertising measures are given for that event. hence, interested people will probably search and find this "insignificant" video. and of course, they will think it is yours because it's there on your page. hindi nila malalaman na akin iyun, fine. pero para iba ang mabasa nila na "nangyari" doon, i'm not at all comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel the need to make this right, because it was the most important day in my history with the group. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGR6eqU93I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JAnfkU8ZH5M/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGR6eqU93I/AAAAAAAAAeo/JAnfkU8ZH5M/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094013087381780338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My final messaged for her : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="standardText smallText"&gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescQRvILiteWmo" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good evening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope this is the last time I'm going to message you about the video issue because I don't want this to be big issue that it could go out of youtube/internet. To be honest it wouldn't be good to you.I should not waste too much time in answering your absurd messaged,but I have to correct your ridiculous view about the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You see, to me, it's simple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How come that my friend got that video ? Why that video was still there in her cellphone? You said that you're sure that you didn't forward it to anyone, so it could be at that moment there was another phone captured that event also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The original running time of the video was 57 seconds, since my laptop got an video editing tools, she'd edit it and turned out into 13 - 14 seconds. This would never be an ending argument. But I won't do any drastic measures that can create hostility w/you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually I'm glad when you said : "you do not aim to harm me in anyway. you just thought you had a say and hope to clear things lang by communicating :)".Since I am also teaching here in Loyola Schools is so easy for me to tracked down who are the people you're associating with? Then I found out a very interesting results now upon asking my blockmates, colleagues in department and my spiritual mentor that you're connected with 2 people that I loathed too much.I known that's going off topic, but at the same time I'm thinking if they had something to do with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I refused to say the identity of that person uploaded the video her in my youtube, because like I said I don't want this to be a big issue and there could be a consequences (not for me that's for sure) to you and also to my friend (the one whose upload the video)and of course kadamay pa ung 2 people(psych grad. &amp; bs mis grad.) that associated w/you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Currently, I'm working for the company that we put value honesty because that's our bread and butter. My company belief in anything start w/ a foundation of truth. Nobody believes anything they know to be false. From this truth, we create big brand idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You don't need to be part of Ignatian Christian Community whether you're from Jescom,JMM, or any organizations affiliated w/the Loyola Schools to practice honesty.And it is also not nice to accused someone of stealing of a video shot which the mere fact it was only a forwarded mms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Maan, I'm not a neophyte in the internet world and I do understand "plagiarism". I know that you felt that someone plagiarized your video. Or at least , someone posted it to youtube w/out attributing the video to you. But like I said in my previous message to you. Plagiarism is out here, because that video was not steal. If the first messaged you sent to me was " maayos" lang or probably you could ask where did I get the video? Am pretty sure that I already revealed the identity of that person (that also active member of a choir under by JMM/ADMU), kaso you made a banat hindi kagandahan that's why I won't say anything about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course you're free to do whatever you like , the important things is that you have no right to demand that I agree with your pleasures about that video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One thing am not sure if you're the real owner of the video were discussing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But don't worry I will edit the description of that video that's all I could do but not to removed,because if I delete it means that you're right and I'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway God Bless !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGVAeqU94I/AAAAAAAAAew/oV63cYTZ-ik/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGVAeqU94I/AAAAAAAAAew/oV63cYTZ-ik/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094016488995878786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you tube, not just because  it is affiliated with  Google company, I enjoyed it a lot because anyone with a video camera ( and  that includes many cell phones) can take videos and post them online for anyone to view. Videos of the family, friends and interesting happenings. I didn't expect to get a malicious / direct messaged to someone belonged to a high-profile group of JMM Talents.  I'm so embarrassed for the way she behaved and so sorry for her because Fr. Ben, Fr. Nemy and some people from our school know what she has done to me. And even  them couldn't believe it.  She has all the  "guts " to  messaged and blackmailed me during office hours, of course  they would take  actions  on this am pretty sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our country so easy to trades gossip like gold bars, the bad thing she has done, revealed at the wrong time that may cause serious damage on her part ( professionally)  better believe me on that. With the advent of the  Internet it become easier to cause digital scandal and she has  done that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will never do anything to dishonor myself; in internet  &amp;  in real world.  Everything is  temporarily save for the name.  Reputation proceeds and precede people. So when this  petty issue ( that can also turned big if I'm not going to informed people from our school)  surface in lieu of my being friends with some people from our school and w/ the alumni of Days with the Lord (DWTL) , I keep mum about it especially when there's no lesson to be learned by others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the sense in making mountains out of the hills - which is what usually happens when people involved on something stupid like this. I can't please everybody, let alone go around convincing them of the kind person you are. It's just a waste of energy. Yes, I've learned to choose my battles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="standardText smallText"&gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDescqHLFyblqyAA" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="standardText smallText"&gt;&lt;span id="RemainvidDesc1HNiawTgBxo" style="display: inline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-4666926982335511630?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://simpsonizeme.com/' title='You&apos;ll laugh and don&apos;t like to  be them'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/4666926982335511630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=4666926982335511630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4666926982335511630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4666926982335511630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/youll-laugh-and-dont-like-to-be-them.html' title='You&apos;ll laugh and don&apos;t like to  be them'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RrGEL-qU9yI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2667fC68r6A/s72-c/designall.dll_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-1436869642156423398</id><published>2007-07-26T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T14:31:17.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/Media/Games/Quizzes_Puzzles/Personality_Quizzes/The_Ultimate_Harry_Potter_Personality_Quiz/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/content/060707/resultcard_a.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqcKbOqU9xI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3ayOuH9zExo/s400/Pict3235_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091049366674011922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.momof9splace.com/marymartha.html"&gt;gospel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;  last Sunday, was about Martha and Mary. St Martha immediately evokes the image of a very busy  person.Nonetheless, she is shown to us as very hospitable and solicitous of the physical welfare of Christ. John Diamond, M.D. (1985, LIFE  ENERGY) would most likely describe her as " high-thymus person", i.e., someone who devotes her energies for the well-being  of the other, someone who has the will to live and be live giving. However , "bussy-ness" can wear us out and defocus us from what is truly essential. Our love for other can wear thin as our physical energies wane. Negatives feelings can rule our minds that even the presence of Christ and what he bring us we may miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Activity needs to spring  from a heart full of love, and not simply from the need to be active, or make an impression, or from some unconscious motive.Christ know us so well that he invites us today to  know him first before anything else. Good night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-7653691986477046721?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.momof9splace.com/marymartha.html' title='Martha and Mary'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/7653691986477046721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=7653691986477046721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7653691986477046721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7653691986477046721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/martha-and-mary.html' title='Martha and Mary'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqcKbOqU9xI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3ayOuH9zExo/s72-c/Pict3235_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-3692985227733254977</id><published>2007-07-24T13:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T13:45:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm finally done with harry potter 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqWL2eqU9vI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CYh378Q7_Ro/s1600-h/harry+potter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqWL2eqU9vI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CYh378Q7_Ro/s400/harry+potter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090628721872008946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;I won't be making a book review. I prefer to discuss my thoughts and opinions in person with fellow Harry Potter fans. I just strongly suggest that if you have read about Harry Potter's life from books 1 to 6, read this book for closure at least. Make sure to read the 6th book before you read the 7th one. We've grown up and matured with J.K. Rowling's characters. She made the kids believe in magic and the kids-at-heart believe that there is &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; magic in this world. I cried when I was reading it and I cried even after reading it. It was sad because I can't believe the series already ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-3692985227733254977?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/3692985227733254977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=3692985227733254977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/3692985227733254977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/3692985227733254977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-finally-done-with-harry-potter-7.html' title='I&apos;m finally done with harry potter 7'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqWL2eqU9vI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CYh378Q7_Ro/s72-c/harry+potter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-4501834210253398834</id><published>2007-07-21T12:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T15:44:59.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry potter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqGKLuqU9uI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y49xciDBMzQ/s1600-h/avatar473_7.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqGKLuqU9uI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y49xciDBMzQ/s400/avatar473_7.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089500988014130914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I woke up one morning and looked at the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I smiled and said to myself, "it's harrypotter time!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I jumped of my bed and went to my room, and got a broom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I swept the whole morning' and arranged my harry potter old books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After cleaning, I went to sofa, played w/ my xbox and wait to my sister,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh yes! Harry potter book 7 is coming to our house! I am going to look forward to this  day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqWtfOqU9wI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SizT1jFHdJU/s1600-h/hpotter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqWtfOqU9wI/AAAAAAAAAdw/SizT1jFHdJU/s400/hpotter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090665705835394818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;July's nearly ended. Time flies fast especially when you're having fun. It has been a wonderful geeky month for me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-4501834210253398834?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/4501834210253398834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=4501834210253398834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4501834210253398834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4501834210253398834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-time.html' title='Harry potter Time'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqGKLuqU9uI/AAAAAAAAAdg/y49xciDBMzQ/s72-c/avatar473_7.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-5874079469408335749</id><published>2007-07-20T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:21:12.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Old are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqC6Ix99KpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5kIjRPY7BiI/s1600-h/plants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqC6Ix99KpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5kIjRPY7BiI/s400/plants.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089272238943578770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is the quality of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If you have left your dreams behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If hope is cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If you no longer look ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If your ambition fires are dead~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then you are old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if in life you keep the jest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;If love you hold;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No matter how years go by'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;No matter how the birthdays fly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;You are not old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-5874079469408335749?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/5874079469408335749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=5874079469408335749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/5874079469408335749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/5874079469408335749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-old-are-you.html' title='How Old are you?'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RqC6Ix99KpI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5kIjRPY7BiI/s72-c/plants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-2672349727402852940</id><published>2007-07-17T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T15:06:56.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taralets taratarataralets...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-size:11;color:black;"  &gt;These are the surveys that i use to play everytime i'm  bored and feel homesick........hehehe,,,,at least feel at home ako sa mga suvrveys na 'to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:11;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1116634784Beast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Beast&lt;/b&gt;, Beast is an intelligent, politcal spokesman for the X-Men.  He has a Ph.D in Genetics and is well versed in literature.  He may look like a blue fuzzy monster, but deep down he's very benevolent and logical.  Powers: Enhanced strength and agility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Jean Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;40%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Cyclops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Colossus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="70"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;70%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Nightcrawler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;60%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="60"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;30%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Gambit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Rogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;Iceman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#00dddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';"&gt;20%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; 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   &lt;p style="margin: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CX3aoxJeieY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CX3aoxJeieY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;Ever since I started singing with my smdp, music chorale,&amp; w/ other groups Open Palm songs were always part of it. :) I just had to comment here! Wowwww - Open  Palm - Holy Jesuits! ;) I love their songs, especially Hindi Kita Malilimutan!!! Buti kamo Atenista pala sila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;girlalulalulalu &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, and they got a lot of holy friends! Galing!!! Well, I'm really sure that the Chinese Priest, Fr. Ben, Roma or some blockmates will give me a copy of CD Hindi Kita Malilimutan ,just liked the God of Silence CD!:): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;I too feel weary of discussing their choir with my current school. I know I promised myself I'll try to be more substantial; however the urgency to be light and bubbly and jologs again has escalated that I need to share it kahit dito lang. (Ok, that probably came out condescendingly funny but whatebs!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;Sometimes, things need to be jologs.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; But I'm happy; happy that I could sing again "Hindi Kita Malilimutan", next week at Diliman Campus.  I must admit na hindi ko masyado gusto 'yung kanta iyon, dahil mga 7 beses lang naman pinakanta ito sa amin ( in my high school-based choir) , na putol-putol pa dahil sa kakaiyak sa patay/libing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;Makatarungan ba 'yon?! na ipakanta sa libing yun ,bata pa talaga ako 'nun. Eh dati walang  ako kamalay-malay sa history kung paano nabuo kanta iyon.Tapos mag-expect ng malalim at makabuluhang pagkanta nun sa libing! Makatarungan ba naman pinakanta yun sa high school students! I never did get to sing it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;So that's why am very glad for the first time, next week we're going to sing it again on a nice occasions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;I was deeply touched by the history of the song (kaya nga may bukas palad group now). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;Bukas Palad songs serve an ideal and set a good example among many &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;as there are lots of angelic voices singing your prayers to God!&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Maybe&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; right now I feel like am in limbo, but think of it as more of an astrological waiting room rather than a grey area. I'm actually preparing to do something rather daring or out-of-character. Perhaps planning to end an old friendship or relationship that's too limiting, or ready to renew an alliance that has some life in it yet. The stars encourage (and reward) bravery, so get ready, get set ... and go! All i could say for sure " Hindi ko talaga Malilimutan" iyon.  Embrace change today -- new opportunities will create exciting travel opportunities.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-4701930190767167964?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/4701930190767167964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=4701930190767167964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4701930190767167964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/4701930190767167964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-love-hindi-kita-malilimutan-song.html' title='I love  Hindi Kita Malilimutan song!'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-6266522949598823409</id><published>2007-07-13T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T14:04:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just want to share this with you =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpcVwR99KnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uYF3jI9a25M/s1600-h/s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpcVwR99KnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uYF3jI9a25M/s400/s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086558223339432562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Actually this is &lt;em&gt;&lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/em&gt; recent (I got it before, ages ago) but I just received it again, and it's still good advice.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpcVKh99KmI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YdjxtW235aI/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpcVKh99KmI/AAAAAAAAAdA/YdjxtW235aI/s400/customHR.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086557574799370850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Words of wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Love him or hate him, he sure hits the nail on the head with this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;To anyone with kids of any age, here's some advice. Bill Gates recently gave a speech at a high school about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 1: Life is not fair - get used to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice-president with a car phone until you earn both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping: they called it opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;delousing the closet in your own room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools, they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF. Do that on your own time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;If you agree, pass it on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:verdana;"&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="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;And if you can read this, thank a teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-6266522949598823409?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/6266522949598823409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=6266522949598823409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6266522949598823409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6266522949598823409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-want-to-share-this-with-you.html' title='Just want to share this with you =)'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpcVwR99KnI/AAAAAAAAAdI/uYF3jI9a25M/s72-c/s.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-7498961458353143185</id><published>2007-07-11T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:04:31.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I did last January</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg29n5us62o"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wg29n5us62o" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Last January, my cousin and I took up scuba diving. Our first lesson was in a deep swimming pool. We had to go under water practice breathing w/the help of oxygen tanks. At first, it was very hard learning to scuba-dive; but later on, I got used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When it was time for us to go scuba-diving in the sea, I was very nervous because there might be sharks and I wouldn't know what to do. But when I went under the sea, my fear disappeared. I started to like it because of all the beautiful corals and fishes I saw there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When it was time to leave, I brought some corals home with me to give my family. Scuba-diving was  a wonderful experience, and I would probably do it again next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-7498961458353143185?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/7498961458353143185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=7498961458353143185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7498961458353143185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7498961458353143185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-i-did-last-january.html' title='What I did last January'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-2695344999002028772</id><published>2007-07-11T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T17:24:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAYO-TAYO RIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRxYsc4hUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/luT1BlofjJs/s1600-h/school2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085814548271236418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRxYsc4hUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/luT1BlofjJs/s320/school2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just so fell in love with this song, especially today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAYO-TAYO RIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composed by: &lt;a href="http://amillionflames.multiply.com/"&gt;Rico B.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Performed By: Various Artists (Rico Blanco, Lea Salonga, Freddie Aguilar, Sharon Cuneta, Gary V, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRxEMc4hTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6gKQyXtSvYI/s1600-h/2007020601002663_sh.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085814196083918130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRxEMc4hTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6gKQyXtSvYI/s400/2007020601002663_sh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SINO PANG MAGDADAMAYAN KUNDI TAYO-TAYO RIN&lt;br /&gt;KUNG MAY PAGKAKATAONG TUMULONG&lt;br /&gt;HUWAG PALAMPASIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMULAN NA ANG MAGTANIM&lt;br /&gt;NG MABUTING GAWAIN&lt;br /&gt;DAHIL SINO PANG AANI&lt;br /&gt;KUNDI TAYO-TAYO RIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG DUMARAING KA&lt;br /&gt;MASDAN MO ANG MUSMOS&lt;br /&gt;GUSTO SANANG MAG-ARAL&lt;br /&gt;NGUNIT NANLILIMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG NAGIGIPIT KA&lt;br /&gt;MASDAN MO ANG DALAGA&lt;br /&gt;DIMAABOT ANG PANGARAP&lt;br /&gt;DAHIL BABAE SIYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;BAWAT TAYO'Y MAY PROBLEMA&lt;br /&gt;NGUNIT BAWAT TAO'Y MAY LAKAS&lt;br /&gt;MAGSIKAP KA, MAGSAMA-SAMA&lt;br /&gt;LAHAT NG IYA'Y MAY LUNAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG NALULUNGKOT KA&lt;br /&gt;MASDAN ANG ISANG INA&lt;br /&gt;DI MABIGYANG BUHAY&lt;br /&gt;ANG SANGGOL NYANG DALA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUNG NANGUNGULILA&lt;br /&gt;MASDAN ANG MAY SAKIT&lt;br /&gt;HANGAD NYA AY UNAWA&lt;br /&gt;NGUNIT WALANG LUMALAPIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;HALIKA, KUMILOS NA&lt;br /&gt;SABAY TAYO&lt;br /&gt;TARA MAY ORAS PA&lt;br /&gt;TULUNGAN TAYO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRwrsc4hSI/AAAAAAAAAco/iw6ks-8Y228/s1600-h/customHR.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085813775177123106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRwrsc4hSI/AAAAAAAAAco/iw6ks-8Y228/s400/customHR.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 8.4pt 0in 2.4pt; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This song is a showcase of personalities and celebrities gave their time to assist/help &lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;United Nations Millenium Development Goals (MDGs) to initiate good works for the less fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-2695344999002028772?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://amillionflames.multiply.com/' title='TAYO-TAYO RIN'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/2695344999002028772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=2695344999002028772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/2695344999002028772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/2695344999002028772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/tayo-tayo-rin.html' title='TAYO-TAYO RIN'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpRxYsc4hUI/AAAAAAAAAc4/luT1BlofjJs/s72-c/school2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-7101398371776651805</id><published>2007-07-10T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:40:33.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Simpsons Movie trailer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-O7Nteshv4"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q-O7Nteshv4" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; hahahaha!! parang sira ulo na ko nung pinapanood ko eto, ewan ko bakit pero bentang benta talaga sa akin hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-7101398371776651805?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/7101398371776651805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=7101398371776651805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7101398371776651805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/7101398371776651805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-simpsons-movie-trailer.html' title='The new Simpsons Movie trailer!'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-8609471143640217451</id><published>2007-07-09T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T17:00:03.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpMZq8c4hRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g0V4AM-DC0c/s1600-h/unworked+feet+hahahhaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpMZq8c4hRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g0V4AM-DC0c/s320/unworked+feet+hahahhaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085436629803894034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I guess I haven't blogged in a bit. The thing is, I'm busy , it's just that I need to sleep earlier since I go to the work during mornings. Just got home from dinner at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.ilustradorestaurant.com/"&gt;Illustrado.&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-8609471143640217451?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/8609471143640217451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=8609471143640217451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/8609471143640217451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/8609471143640217451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_09.html' title='contemplation'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpMZq8c4hRI/AAAAAAAAAcg/g0V4AM-DC0c/s72-c/unworked+feet+hahahhaha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-6133475798040760438</id><published>2007-07-04T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:39:55.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...let's see if i could get some much needed shut eye tonight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIFP8c4hQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZIU3zwTUlcA/s1600-h/all+prepped+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIFP8c4hQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZIU3zwTUlcA/s320/all+prepped+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085132700738159874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;According to the dictionary omen is a thing or happening supposed to foretell a future event, either good or evil; augury portent indication.For the past few weeks I've been sensing something is about to happen especially with the development of so many events or maybe it's just my perception and reaction to things that are changing. Anyway basta. Parang may nagbabadyang, nagpapaliwanag, nagpapahiwatig (Ano kaya?) Ummm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-6133475798040760438?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/6133475798040760438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=6133475798040760438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6133475798040760438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/6133475798040760438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Hmmm...let&apos;s see if i could get some much needed shut eye tonight!'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIFP8c4hQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ZIU3zwTUlcA/s72-c/all+prepped+up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-3241320071992456142</id><published>2007-06-15T15:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T15:46:36.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My country -in dependence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIE3Mc4hPI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vqQcBiphYsI/s1600-h/lixz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIE3Mc4hPI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vqQcBiphYsI/s320/lixz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085132275536397554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;How ironic is it that two words that make up "independence" mean precisely the opposite? What stand between "independence" and "in dependence" is just a little space that brings a world apart in meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My country has been officially independent for... oh, how many years now? Are we counting from world war 2 or insisting the year Aguinaldo raised the flag over a hundred year ago? Does it matter? For the average Filipino, does independence really mean anything apart from day off school or work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think about it, my country, far from standing strong on her own, is rather deeply "in dependence" of a multitude of things-the goodwill of nature not to send us any more natural disasters, the billion of dollars sent by overseas workers whom we cannot convince to stay in the country, a government that seems to exist only for the purpose of stealing from the people who depend most on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which beg the question: Can't we count on ourselves for anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an independent nation, we are free to make of our lives what we want. We are free to build the kind of country we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we would still be heading nowhere if we don't first find out what truly went wrong in the last 109 years, and accept and address these costly mistakes. We need to work harder to unfetter ourselves from the chains that keep us from being truly free. Only then can we start charting a new course toward a truly independent  Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/ZxkT&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2894303271360686246-3241320071992456142?l=lizclairborne.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/feeds/3241320071992456142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2894303271360686246&amp;postID=3241320071992456142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/3241320071992456142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2894303271360686246/posts/default/3241320071992456142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizclairborne.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_15.html' title='My country -in dependence'/><author><name>Capturing Life</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04151879523543937708</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='15135047857067985221'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpIE3Mc4hPI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/vqQcBiphYsI/s72-c/lixz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2894303271360686246.post-249964248013351305</id><published>2007-06-14T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T14:38:50.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Father</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpH8kMc4hOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/M4gtma8X5P0/s1600-h/lunch+with+papa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9pOwC9oRz0M/RpH8kMc4hOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/M4gtma8X5P0/s320/lunch+with+papa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085123153025860834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One of the greatest lessons my father taught us is that money isn't everything. He shunned offers for career advancement and other things that meant time away from his children. Others took this as a lack of ambition on his part. Truth is he had ambition, but it wasn't like anyone else's - it didn't involve having a big house, a fat bank account, and luxury cars. What he aspired for was to be a good father, to be able  to devote his time to his kids, and guide us through every stage of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It certainly wasn't easy for him. His faith has been  tested a number of times but he has not faltered in his belief. I think there's a particular reason he makes such a wonderful father, it's because he does not get in the way of the grand plan for his kids. He recognizes that he is here to guide us and teach us sound judgment, but not to call the shots for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He constantly reminds us that whatever consequences result from our independently - made decisions will be for us to face independently, as well, and this has made my sisters and I very cautious in the things we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father understand that he does not own us because there is a greater Being that placed us here, therefore he never acts like he deserves to be treated in a certain way or that we owe him anything for all he does for us. He never stakes claim on the achievements that we had. 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