<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173</id><updated>2011-08-14T23:39:30.860+08:00</updated><category term='dad'/><category term='kulet'/><category term='sad'/><category term='sfc'/><category term='splash mountain'/><category term='199'/><category term='cory aquino'/><category term='16th'/><category term='broken hearted'/><category term='pinoy lessons'/><category term='13'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='biography picasso'/><category term='a moment to remember'/><category term='george bernard shaw'/><category term='worship'/><category term='anger'/><category term='best president'/><category term='tv quotes'/><category term='filipino'/><category term='let me take you there'/><category term='pablo picasso'/><category term='linguistics'/><category term='jesus'/><category term='inday'/><category term='someday'/><category term='son ye jin'/><category term='mocca'/><category term='darlene zschech'/><category term='po2'/><category term='gmanews.tv'/><category term='jaime gonzales'/><category term='award'/><category term='ngayong nandito ka'/><category term='powerful'/><category term='au revoir'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='jericho'/><category term='laguna'/><category term='kristine'/><category term='the ONE'/><category term='pet society'/><category term='icon'/><category term='dog bite'/><category term='plain white t&apos;s'/><category term='rabies'/><category term='maid'/><category term='yellow'/><category term='pastor'/><category term='love'/><category term='movie quotes'/><title type='text'>i am... MAYLYN</title><subtitle type='html'>"A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-1625517406073593015</id><published>2011-07-01T20:54:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T22:10:08.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='199'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='au revoir'/><title type='text'>sad sentiments..199 and counting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;July 1, 2011.. exactly 199 days since my tito Boy passed away. For me, that was a very tragic day and one of the most painful thing happened in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyQ0dXx5rU/Tg3S99E3o6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/2H0XAUoYfBc/s1600/o-matic.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyQ0dXx5rU/Tg3S99E3o6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/2H0XAUoYfBc/s320/o-matic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624383471464457122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;As quoted from a headstone in Ireland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed very true. It is heartbreaking when we lost someone.. Especially if that someone spent so many memories with you, if that someone loves you unconditionally, if that someone makes you feel whole as a person. Up to now I can still feel the pain everytime I see pictures of him, remembering those days.. he is still with us. I couldn't help but cry whenever I listen to songs reminding me of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But behind this sadness, there's somethings I know for sure. .That God is with us. He is with me through this pain. That He loves me no matter what. I know He is bigger than my pain, my trials.. my sentiments. He has the power to heal us more than anything else. I believe that today, tito Boy is with Jesus. And we will see him again someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart, And saves such as have a contrite spirit." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;(Ps 34:18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-1625517406073593015?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1625517406073593015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=1625517406073593015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1625517406073593015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1625517406073593015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2011/07/sad-sentiments199-and-counting.html' title='sad sentiments..199 and counting..'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyQ0dXx5rU/Tg3S99E3o6I/AAAAAAAAAIw/2H0XAUoYfBc/s72-c/o-matic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-2566439845173646732</id><published>2009-08-06T08:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:01:31.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cory aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yellow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filipino'/><title type='text'>goodbye &amp; thank u, Madam President CORY AQUINO. . .</title><content type='html'>thank you for being a hero, a mother and an inspiration to us. i will never forget a person like you. .whose been kind to all Filipinos. the woman who became a President by fate and not by ambition. i admire you for your selflessness and love for country. i'm pleased to say that i'm one of those "CORISTA". . now that you're gone, please be an angel to us. .please whisper to God that He'll grant the peace and unity this Country needs. and most of all, i pray that God will embrace you and  that you will enjoy His graces as u enter His Kingdom today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A JOB WELL DONE, TITA CORY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-2566439845173646732?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2566439845173646732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=2566439845173646732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2566439845173646732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2566439845173646732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye-thank-u-madam-president-cory.html' title='goodbye &amp; thank u, Madam President CORY AQUINO. . .'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6963634147480686888</id><published>2009-05-14T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:51:50.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anger'/><title type='text'>it's just emotions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;This would give you a guide on how to control your emotions towards your better-half, friends, officemates and all the people around you, especially your "boss ". The rules of practicing "ugaling langit, ugaling kaaya-aya" (hehe): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;#1 Ang naunang magalit ang may karapatang magalit. Pag naunahan ka na ng galit niya, tumahimik ka na lang muna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;#2 Walang taong nag-aaway mag-isa. Pag hindi kayo sumagot o pumatol, titigil din ang taong nakikipag- away sa inyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;#3 Ang taong galit, 'bingi.' If someone is angry, wala raw pinakikinggan, so, don't try to explain and fight back. Hindi ka niya iintindihin dahil wala siyang naririnig kundi ang sarili nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;#4 Ang taong galit, 'abnoy.' Ayon sa pastor, Biblical daw ito? because the Lord said when He was crucified, "Father, patawarin mo sila dahil hindi nila alam ang kanilang ginagawa." Modern term for these kinds of people are abnoys, so you better not get angry para huwag kang matawag na abnoy. You should also know and realize that the persons who make your day bad are jewels, because you need them for you to mature. Hangga't andyan daw sila at kinaiinisan mo, ibig sabihin, immature ka pa. God will not take away those people; it's for you to take away your bad feelings towards them. You'll know na mature ka na pag dumating 'yung time na hindi ka na naiinis sa mga taong ito because you have learned to accept them and to have patience with them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;#5 Finally, the best part of this is to tell yourself na, because of this person, "I will grow mature," and that DAHIL SA CONTRIBUTION NIYA SA MATURITY MO, KUKUNIN DIN SYA NI LORD. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6963634147480686888?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6963634147480686888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=6963634147480686888' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6963634147480686888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6963634147480686888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-just-emotions.html' title='it&apos;s just emotions!'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6842410572194053043</id><published>2009-05-14T11:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:25:30.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='powerful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the word ♥LOVE♥ is so powerful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Finding the right person is very hard and very wrong. It is best to be the right person for the one you love and start from there.You'll always end up disappointed when you set standards and define a "right person" for you...and don't rush things coz somewhere somehow God is preparing somebody for you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't be in a hurry to get into a relationship because you can never find love if you insist that you are already into it. Try to find time to really understand your real feelings, to know who you really are, and what you really want in a relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;You're right, there's no such thing as a perfect relationship, but there's a compatible partnership that goes along with it. If you already knew that you're too big to fit into a small sized t-shirt, don't give it a try. You'll probably break it and pay for the damages you have made. If you knew and felt that the relationship will not last, don't go deeper into it. You'll just suffer the consequences and live like hell for the rest of your life. It's really hard to say goodbye though, but you can't make it any better by just pretending you still have the same feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Try to let go and give yourself a chance to live life to the fullest. Give yourself a chance to grow and give your heart a much needed attention. Then you will find that you have made the right Decision and you made it all by yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We call it love when we can't leave someone and see them crying as we try to let go.We are wrong, it's just pity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We call it love when we're too attached and think that losing the one we love will somehow make us weak and unable to face the storms of life. We misunderstood; it's just that we're too much dependent to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;We call it love when we give our whole life to them, the wholeness of us and imagined that if they leave, no one would accept us and our past. We are mistaken, its just insecurity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But no matter what the definition is, the truth still remains that love isn't something you can buy or beg. It is real and existing. You can't touch it but you can feel it in your heart. You can't find it, but it will knock before you when you least expect it to come. It can make you the happiest soul in heaven, but don't forget that it can also make you the most miserable person in the whole galaxy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;"When you lose someone... and you think you were the one who loved most, between the two of you... he lost more. For someday you can love someone the way that you loved him...But he will never be loved again the way that you did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6842410572194053043?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6842410572194053043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=6842410572194053043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6842410572194053043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6842410572194053043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/word-l-o-v-e-is-so-powerful.html' title='the word ♥LOVE♥ is so powerful...'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-4464906034620124246</id><published>2009-05-07T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T16:16:11.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='linguistics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kulet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinoy lessons'/><title type='text'>ang kuuuuuuulet nito.. hahaha :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Noong 1940's, kapag may bra ang babae, pinagbubulungan na at mababansagang malandi. Noon din ay may French perfume na ang tatak ay Eclat (silent T). Kaya ang taong maarte ay tinawag ng mga Pinoy na Eclat (pronounce the T). Ngayon kapag maraming tsetseburetse at kaartehan ganon din ang tawag, "Ang dami mo namang eklat." Kinalaunan, pinaikli pa ang eklat at naging ek-ek- "Ang tagal mo namang magdesisyon kung sasama ka o hindi! Ang dami mong ek-ek!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2. Noong elementary ako, uso pa ang Wakasan, sinusubaybayan ko ang nobelang Tubig at Langis; ang Movie Especial na komiks kung saan kapanapanabik ang bawat eksena sa buhay ni Zuma na siya namang ama ni Galema. Sa komiks ang tawag sa babaeng nagbebenta ng panandaliang aliw ay baylerina. Kinalaunan, naging belyas, tapos naging English, hospitality girls tapos ngayon GRO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Elementary ako nang makagisnan ko ang batiang "Give Me Five". Masyado yatang pormal ang handshake kaya "Give me Five, Man" ang pumalit. Tuwang-tuwa ang mga magulang kapag natutunan ng kanilang anak na paslit ang mag-give me five. Tapos sa mga American games, naging High Five o "Give me five, up here!" Hindi pahuhuli ang Pinoy basta galing sa America. Ang "Give me five, up here" ay naging "Appear". Halos lahat yata ng Pinoy babies ganito ang series of training, "Anak, where is the light; where is the moon?" Ang nadagdag, "Appear! Appear!" At dahil sa E.T. ni Speilberg, "Align, Align!" Again, Tuwang-tuwa ang mga magulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nang mag- Community Medicine ako noon sa isang slum area ng Sta. Ana, Manila. Ito ang top 3 gamit na hindi mawawala sa mga bahay, gaano mang kaliit ang barung-barong: 1. Panyong may tatak na panalangin ng El Shaddai 2. Television 3. Karaoke. Kakambal na ng Pinoy ang pagkanta. Noon, kapag nagkakantahan, gamit ay gitara at song hits (Jingle). Napalitan ito nang 70's-80's ng minus one. Tapos, karaoke. Ngayon, videoke, at sa huling talaan ng pagkakaalam ko, 8 na ang namamatay sa "My Way". Naalala ko noong elementary pa ko, nagtayo ang kuya ko at ng kanyang mga kaibigan ng isang Combo. Ngayon, ang tawag sa singing group ay-- Band, hindi na Combo at ang Combo ngayon ay tumutukoy sa Jollibee o McDonald's promo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sa PGH, may tinatawag na Central Block. Nandoon ang Radiology Department kung saan ginagawa ang mga X-rays, Ultrasound, CT Scan at Radiotherapy. Dito ko naobserbahan ang evolution ng mga pinoy medical terms. May mga pasyente o bantay na aking nasasalubong, ang madalas magtanong ng direksyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Versions ng CT Scan: (Ganon na rin yon, no!)&lt;br /&gt;1. "Dok saan po ba ang Siete Scan?"&lt;br /&gt;2. "Doc saan po ba magpapa-CT Skull"&lt;br /&gt;3. "Doc saan po ba CT Scalp"&lt;br /&gt;4. "Doc saan po ang CT Scam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Madalas akong mapagtanungan ng direction papunta sa Cobalt Room.&lt;br /&gt;"Doc saan po ba ang Cobal" Yes, laging walang T, marami na ang ginagamit na term ay Cobal. Saan napunta ang "T". Marami din kasing nagtatanong, "Doc, saan po ba ang papuntang X-Tray?" Conclusion: Ang "T" ng Cobalt, ay napunta sa X-Tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 7:00 am. Nagbigay ang kasamahan kong doktor ng instruction sa bantay ng pasyente, "Mister, punta po kayo sa Central Block at magpa-schedule kayo ng X-ray ng pasyente ninyo."&lt;br /&gt;3:00 pm. Kadarating lang ng bantay. Nagalit na ang doktor, "Mister, bakit namang napakatagal ninyong bumalik? Pina-schedule ko lang naman ang X-ray ah." Sumagot ang bantay, "Eh kasi po Doc, ang tagal kong naghintay sa gate, haggang sabihin ng guwardiya na sarado daw po ang Central Bank kasi Sabado ngayon." (Nasa Roxas Blvd. ang Bangko Sentral ng Pilipinas, at sarado nga naman yon kapag Sabado. hi, hi, hi, hi, hi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Nang mag-rotate ako as intern sa Pediatrics ng PGH, mahal na mahal talaga ng mga nanay ang kanilang mga anak na may sakit. Pilit nilang tinatandaan ang mga gamot at tawag sa sakit ng kanilang anak.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ang mga gamot na iniinom ng anak niyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 1: "Doc phenobarbiedoll po." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po phenobarbital." (Gamot sa convulsion ang phenobarbital) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ba ang antibiotic na iniinom ng anak ninyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 2: "Doc metromanilazole po."&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po metronidazole." (Gamot sa amoeba ang metronidazole)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tawag sa recovery room ng PGH ay PACU (Post-Anesthesia Care Unit)&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs., tapos na po ang operasyong ng anak ninyo, punta na po kayo sa PACU.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 3: "Eh Doc, saan po sa Paco? Sa may simbahan po ba o sa may palengke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano po ba ang sinabi ng dating doktor kung ano daw ang sakit ng inyong anak?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 4: "Eh Doc sabi po niya Tragedy of Fallot.&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah baka po Tetralogy of Fallot (Isang congenital Heart Disease ang Tetralogy of Fallot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biglang nagtatarang ang isang nanay at sumigaw.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. 5: "Scissors! Scissors! Nag-sciscissors ang anak ko, Doc!"&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Nurse, diazepam please, nag-seizure ang pasyente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Mrs. ano daw po ba ang sakit ng anak ninyo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. 6: May ketong daw po.&lt;br /&gt;In-examine ng doktor ang balat ng pasyente. Wala siyang makitang senyales ng ketong. Tumawag pa siya ng isang dermatologist para mag-examine nang husto. Wala talaga. Doktor: "Mrs. sigurado po ba kayong ketong ang sakit ng bata?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 6: "Eh iyon po ang sabi ng doktor niya dati. Mataas daw po ang ketong sa ihi dahil may diabetes."&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: "Ah ketone po yon! (Ang positive ketone sa ihi ay senyales ng kumplikasyon ng diabetes.)&lt;br /&gt;Doktor: (Sa buntis na mrs. na nagle-labor) "Mrs. pumutok na po ba ang panubigan mo?"&lt;br /&gt;Mrs 7: "Eh Doc, wala naman po akong narinig na pagsabog." (Hanep!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-4464906034620124246?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4464906034620124246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=4464906034620124246' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4464906034620124246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4464906034620124246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/ang-kuuuuuuulet-nito-hahaha.html' title='ang kuuuuuuulet nito.. hahaha :))'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6871308478843505062</id><published>2009-04-28T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:54:39.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>tentenenen....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfbEBFwKfiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RCRKsjrXTW4/s1600-h/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329662732042665506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfbEBFwKfiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RCRKsjrXTW4/s320/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt; yey may award ako!!! galing ke juy at chik.. salamat senyo.. mwuah :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6871308478843505062?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfbEBFwKfiI/AAAAAAAAAIM/RCRKsjrXTW4/s72-c/Blogger_Friendship_Award_2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-338377964677531409</id><published>2009-04-28T12:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T12:29:27.201+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='splash mountain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laguna'/><title type='text'>ang tagaaaaal....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;tagal na bago ulet ako nakapag post. ngayon na lang ulet. binabati ko nga pala si margel, kambal ko, hehe. musta? di ko pa navivisit ung blogger mo, pero don't worry, tignan ko right after ko mai-post toh. ilang araw na lang may na.. alam nyo bang lahat kung ano meron pag buwan na ng MAY? hahaha. lolz.. bibigyan ko ng parangal ang makakasagot. weeee.. enihow, parang ndi na summer noh. kz laging naulan. paminsan ko na lang ma-experience si sunny. hehe.. pero cool pag umuulan tuwing summer. napaka-unique. :D gusto kong mag-swimming pero ano pang silbe? maliligo na lang ako sa ulan kung sabado o linggo. gusto ko magpunta d2 kasama ang aking mahal na pamilya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfaFUHEYTkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DGmzFLVEG0Q/s1600-h/3423772396_7ba102ccc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329593789580856898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfaFUHEYTkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DGmzFLVEG0Q/s320/3423772396_7ba102ccc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;mga kafatid lam nyo ba kung saan yan, sa splash mountain resort sa los baños, laguna. well, hopefully makapunta kami jan bago pa man din bumagyo. sabay2x nating ipagdasal ang kahilingan ni maylyn. o pano paalam na, tsalamat po sa inyong oras. bow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-338377964677531409?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/338377964677531409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=338377964677531409' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/338377964677531409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/338377964677531409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/ang-tagaaaaal.html' title='ang tagaaaaal....'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SfaFUHEYTkI/AAAAAAAAAIE/DGmzFLVEG0Q/s72-c/3423772396_7ba102ccc9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-5527591451824262353</id><published>2009-03-31T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:09:48.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='broken hearted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>i need to be free (haha, peace)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's been too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I said SORRY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOU said you were sorry too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have REGRETS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm carrying too much BURDENS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I'm TIRED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That I can't even force &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Myself to SMILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Without FAKIN' it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love you, I ALWAYS will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But it seems you're not AWARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That you keep on HURTING me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;My hands are shaking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can't HOLD on anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;So i'm ESCAPING..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I need to find my HAPPINNESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And if you can't SHARE a piece of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Please, just set me FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;'cause i know i NEED to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-5527591451824262353?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5527591451824262353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=5527591451824262353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/5527591451824262353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/5527591451824262353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-be-free-haha-peace.html' title='i need to be free (haha, peace)'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-4806449512461255799</id><published>2009-03-30T13:29:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:02:44.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mocca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet society'/><title type='text'>nakaka-adik na alaga ko :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;this is my pet in "pet society"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i've just bought her an acoustic guitar :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBepRNYdoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ua9RxGWJRAs/s1600-h/mocca_guitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318855223011735170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBepRNYdoI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ua9RxGWJRAs/s320/mocca_guitar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sitting on her green bean bag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBemCuHo3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/HXaUyGLM4L4/s1600-h/mocca_bean+bag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318855167582905202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBemCuHo3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/HXaUyGLM4L4/s320/mocca_bean+bag.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what a cutie..hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBeiLYfY1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7iaTRXjiM2E/s1600-h/awards.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318855101188629330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBeiLYfY1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/7iaTRXjiM2E/s320/awards.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;home sweet home :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBedB-dZjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c-f6pjU5YpU/s1600-h/mocca_home.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318855012764182066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SdBedB-dZjI/AAAAAAAAAHk/c-f6pjU5YpU/s400/mocca_home.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;this pet actually represents me. my favorite color, my hobbies, everything in me except the poopoo thing. just ignore those. haha :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-4806449512461255799?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4806449512461255799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=4806449512461255799' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-7907376996029629982</id><published>2009-03-20T08:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T08:43:40.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv quotes'/><title type='text'>MY FAVORITE TV/MOVIE QUOTES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;We're tormented because love goes on, not because it goes away…---IL MARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Josie Geller: Sometime you'll kiss someone and know that's the person you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life.---NEVER BEEN KISSED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The only wrong thing would be to deny what your heart truly feels.---THE MASK OF ZORRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will see a lot of things,But they will mean nothing to youIf you lose sight of the one you love.---AT FIRST SIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love someone you say it...you say it right then,out loud...or the moment just...passes you by.---MY BEST FRIEND'S WEDDING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would rather have had One breath of her hair, One kiss from her mouth, One touch of her hand, Than an eternity without it...---CITY OF ANGELS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate exists but it can only take you so far,Because once you're thereIt's up to you to make it happen.---CAN'T HARDLY WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've found that person you want to spend the rest of ur life with, you want the rest of ur life to begin right away."---WHEN HARRY MET SALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes when you hold out for everything, you walk away with nothing."---Ally McBeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you talk to me And the way you cut your hair.I hate the way you drive my car.I hate it when you stare.I hate your big dumb combat bootsAnd the way you read my mind.I hate you so much it makes me sick --It even makes me rhyme.I hate the way you're always right.I hate it when you lie.I hate it when you make me laugh -- Even worse when you make me cry.I hate it that you're not aroundAnd the fact that you didn't call.But mostly I hate the wayI don't hate you --Not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all.---Kat Startford (10 Things I Hate About You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if two people are meant for each other, it doesnt mean that they are meant for each other NOW."&lt;br /&gt;---pacey whitter "DAWSON'S CREEK"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lois: You know, if somebody had asked me three days ago who the one person in the world I admired most was, I'd have said you. But, without really knowing what that meant. Without understanding that the hardest thing about being you is all the things you can't do. All the cries for help that you can't answer, and how that quietly tears you apart. But it never stops you. And after living a little of that myself, I realized something...something I never thought was possible. Clark: What?Lois: I love you more. More than I ever have and more than I everthought I could love anyone, and so, I wanna ask ... Will you marry me?---LOIS AND CLARK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's a cornball thing, but love is passion,obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? I say fall head over heels. Find someone you love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart... Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because the truth is, there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love -- well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived... Stay open. Who knows? Lightning could strike.---MEET JOE BLACK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: "Will you love me for the rest of my life?"Woman: "I will love you for the rest of mine."---PHENOMENON&lt;br /&gt;I guarantee it won't be easyI guarantee that at one point or anotherOne of us is going to want to leave.But I also guarantee thatIf I don't ask you to be mineI am going to regret itFor the rest of my lifeBecause I know in my heartYou are the only one for me.---RUNAWAY BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Catherine,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in so long. I feel I've been lost. No bearings, no compass. I kept crashing into things, a little crazy I guess. I've never been lost before. You were my true north. I could always steer for home when you were my home. Forgive me for being so angry when you left. I still think some mistake's been made and I'm waiting for God to take it back. But I'm doing better now. The work helps me. Most of all, you helpme.&lt;br /&gt;You came into my dream last night with that smile of yours that always held me like a lover, rocked me like a child. All I remember from the dream is a feeling of peace. I woke up with that feeling and tried to keep it alive as long as I could.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing to tell you that I'm on a journey toward that peace. And to tell you I'm sorry about so many things. I'm sorry I didn't take better care of you so that you never spent one minute being cold or scared or sick. I'm sorry I didn't try harder to find the words to tell you what I was feeling. I'm sorry I never fixed the screen door. I fixed it now. I'm sorry I ever fought with you. I'm sorry I didn't apologize more. I was too proud. I'm sorry I didn't bring you more compliments on everything you wore and every way you fixed your hair. I'm sorry I didn't hold on to you with so much strength that even God couldn't pull you away.&lt;br /&gt;All my love. G.---MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The only feeling of real loss is when you love someone, more than you love yourself."---GOOD WILL HUNTING&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone,And you love them with your heart,It never disappears when you're apart.When you love someoneAnd you've done all you can do,You set them free.And if that love was true,When you love someoneIt will all come back to you---FORGET PARIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot find true love where it does not truly exist. And you cannot hide it where it truly does.---KISSING A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created my very own first breakup rule: Destroy all pictures where he looks sexy and you look happy. Breakup rule No. 2: Until emotionally stabilized, enter no stores. Breakup rule No. 3: Never stop thinking about him, even for a moment. because that's the moment he'll appear. And finally, the most important breakup rule: No matter who broke your heart or how long it takes to heal, you'll never get through it without your friends.---Carrie, from the sitcom SEX AND THE CITY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i miss you so much it hurts"---SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Half my days i cannot bear not to touch you,the rest of the time i feel it doesn't matterif i ever see you again. It isn't the mortality,it is how much you can bear....."---THE ENGLISH PATIENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love? I bet you don't, you're probably too sensible for that. Have you ever seen someone and you know that if only that person really know you, they'd dump the perfect model they were with and realize that you are the one they want to grow old with? Have you ever fallen in love with someone you've never talked to? Have you ever been so alone you spent the night confusing a guy in a coma?---WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"anything less than mad, passionate, extraordinary love is a waste of your time. there are too many mediocre things in life to deal with and love shouldn't be one of them."---A DREAM FOR AN INSOMNIAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm here to love you, to hold you in my arms and to protect you. i'm here to learn from you and to receive your love in return. i'm here coz there's no other place to be."---MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of what I saw, of what I did, of who I am. And most of all, I'm scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I'm with you."---DIRTY DANCING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you kiss someone, everything around you becomes hazy... and the only thing in focus is you and this person... And you realize that this person is the only person you should be kissing for the rest of your life... And for one moment, you get, this amazing gift... And you wanna laugh and ou wanna cry... Cuz you feel so lucky that you've found it and so scared that it'll go away all at the same time..."---NEVER BEEN KISSED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's funny how we set qualifications for the right person to lovewhile at the back of our minds we know that the person we trully love will always be an exception"---Ally McBeal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how can you assume to be friends with someone when all you think about when you look at him is how much more you really want?"-joey, DAWSON'S CREEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if two people love each other, but just cant seem to put things together, when would that point be.. when one would say enough is enough? NEVER.---THE MEXICAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So this is love...so this is what makes life divine. I'm all aglow,and now I know. The key to all heaven is mine. My heart has wings, and I can fly. I'll touch every star in the sky. So this is the miracle, that I've been dreaming of... So this is love."---CINDERELLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you understand? That everything I do, I do for you? Anything that might be special in me...is you. ---GREAT EXPECTATIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, you look at the person and see more than you did the daybefore, like a switch was flickered somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can imagine yourself with.-Xfiles (series)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like the best version of myself when i'm with you... and that makes me doubt everything else.---KEEPING THE FAITH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to be just friends with someone i have these sort of non-moderate feelings for?... Or am I doomed forever to just be in love and ultimately significantly hurt?---Felicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There are some people who meet that somebody that they can never stop loving, no matter how hard they try. I wouldn't expect you to understand that, oer even believe it, but trust me, there are some love that don't go away. And maybe that makes them crazy, but we should all be lucky to end up with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever."--- Ally Mc Beal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-7907376996029629982?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7907376996029629982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=7907376996029629982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/7907376996029629982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/7907376996029629982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-tvmovie-quotes.html' title='MY FAVORITE TV/MOVIE QUOTES'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-9062923391923732244</id><published>2009-03-06T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:50:21.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='son ye jin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a moment to remember'/><title type='text'>A Moment To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309994311717071330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SbDjsWU9qeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aKSM33zBpbk/s320/a_moment_to_remember.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i love this movie... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-9062923391923732244?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/9062923391923732244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=9062923391923732244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/9062923391923732244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/9062923391923732244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/moment-to-remember.html' title='A Moment To Remember'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SbDjsWU9qeI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aKSM33zBpbk/s72-c/a_moment_to_remember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6310452537556488691</id><published>2009-03-05T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:25:13.155+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfc'/><title type='text'>S-Singles F-for C- What does your C stands for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ang SFC ay may iba’t ibang categories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hanapin ang sarili mo sa mga nasabing categories:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;1. Singles for Conferences - ang mga yuppies na madalas makita sa mga conferences. Pag umuwi ka sa bahay ng mga yuppies na ito, mapupuna mo kaagad ang kanilang koleksyon ng mga ID’s at mga conference shirts. Pero nakakalungkot lang na sabihing kung gaano kadami ang kanilang koleksyon, ganoon din kakonti ang koleksyon nila ng kabutihan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ang mga Singles for Conference ay may mga subcategories pa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;a. Singles for Conferences, major in sports and creative Competitions - ang mga yuppies na pinagpala sa larangan ng sports, mga pisikal na aktibidad, kagalingan sa creatives. Marahil ang iba sa kanila ay nakakasungkit ng gintong medalya at pwede nang ipanlaban sa Olympics, pero hindi nila masungkit-sungkit ang gintong medalya ni Lord God at hindi pa sila well trained para sa Olympics ng buhay, nakukuha nila ang palakpak at hiyaw ng mga audience nila, pero sa totoong buhay ay palpak sila at hilaw sa pagmamahal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;b. Singles for Conferences, major in Cheering - ang mga yuppies ito ay hindi pinagpalang pagkalooban ng talentong inclined sa Creatives or sa Competitions. Pero pinagpala naman sila ni Lord God sa animo’y mega-phone na mga boses na swak na swak pang-cheer sa tropa. Sila ay masipag na umaattend ng mga conferenes para suportahan ang kanilang mga kaibigan, hindi para suportahan ang kanilang panananampalataya kay Lord God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;c. Singles for Conferences, major in side trippings. – ang mga kapatid na ito ay ang madalas sumama sa mga conferences hindi para makinig at madagdagan ang kaalaman sa mga mensahe ni Lord God, kundi mamasyal, mamasyal at mamasyal,kasama ang kanilang mga camera at mag-posing ng magposing. At sa kanilang pgbabalik sa kani-kanilang mga lugar, baon nila ay sangkatutak na pictures at pasalubong sa mga nghihintay na mga kaibigan, at ang alaala ng conference ay makikita na lamang sa mga litrato at hindi sa totoong buhay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2. Singles for CLP - Lumilitaw lang ang mga kapatid na ito tuwing may masasagap na mga CLP. Ang saulado lang niya sa mga talks ay angTalk 1- Gods Love. Ang mga sumunod na talks ay pawang saulado sa numero. Sila ay karaniwang present tuwing orientation at Talk 01 hindi upang tumulong sa service team kundi para makilala ang mga bagong participants at kadalasang bumabalik sa Lords Day Celebration.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;3. Singles for Crush - ang mga kapatid na naghahanap! Sila ay walang kasawa-sawa sa pghahanap ng posibleng maging GG. Umaattend lang ng mga activities para maghanap ng prospect. Sila ang mga walang sawang nag-papacute sa mga cute. Madalas din nilang hawak ang kanilang mga gudgets gaya ng cellphone, para makuha ang numbers ng mga prospects, at ang kanilang mga digicams, para naman makakuha ng nice shot sa kanilang mga prospects. Kapag walang kacrush-crush sa paligid, either mawawala na lang sila bigla or makikita mo na lang silang nagtetext sa isang tabi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;4. Singles for Cute - ang mga kabataang katandem ng mga Singles for Crush. Sila naman ang mga magaganda, mga guwapo or mga F-na-F nateng mga kapatid na walang ginawa kundi magpa-cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;May subcategories din ang Singles for Cute: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;a. Singles for Cute, major in Clothing - ang mga kapatid na parang akala mo aattend ng fashion show. Parati silang makikitang suot ang kanilang bonggang-bonggang mga damit. Umaattend lang sila sa mga activities para irampa ang kanilang mga nakakabighaning mga kasuotan. Sa kabila ng kanilang nakabibighaning mga kasuotan ay nagtatago ang kanilang mga pusong tadtad ng butas at hindi pa nasusulsihan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;b. Singles for Cute, major in Cool Gadgets - ang mga kapatid na umaattend para lang irampa ang mga bagong cellphones or gadgets nila. Sila ay medyo nakakaangat na mga kapatid. Super proud sila sa kanilang mga materyal na expensive stuffs. Pero nakakalungkot na hindi mapurchase ng mga kapatid ito ang priceless na si Chirst.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;5. Singles for Cliques - ang mga kapatid na super friendly! Lahat ay kilala siya, at napakagaling din na lahat ay knowing niya! Ayos na sana ang mga Singles for Cliques dahil kilala nila ang lahat sa area nila, kaso nakalimutan ata nilang i-friend si Kristo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;a. Singles for Cliques, major in Cellphones - ang mga kapatid na super ingay at aktibo sa mga GM’s at PM’s. Nagtatype ka palang ng itetext mo ay may reply na agad! Hanep! Kung gaano sila kabilis sumagot sayo, ganoon din silang kabagal sumagot pag si Kristo na ang nagtext. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;b. Singles for Cliques, major in Closing - sila talaga ang mga kapatid na nangunguna sa fellowship. Pero may mga kakaibang taktika ang mga major in Closing, dahil pagkatapos lang ng Closing Prayer sila nagiging active. Madalas sila ang unang nagyayaya ng mga galaan or tambay modes sa mga ka-households. Madalas makikita mong nagbobonding ang mga kapatid ito after ng mga activities. Nakakalungkot na hindi na kasama sa bonding nila si Jesus Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;c. Singles for Cliques, major in Chismax - ang mga kapatid na ginagamit ang buhay ng iba para magfellowship. Mabilis sumagap ng mga latest ang mga ito, pero kadalasan eeh mali naman. Usually mga sisters ang mga kabilang sa major in Chismax. Imbis na ishare ng mga major in Chismax ang blessings ng buhay, ishineshare nila ang mga kamalasan ng iba nating mga kapatid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;6. Singles for Chore - ang mga kapatid napalusot! Hindi sila umaattend sa mga activities para gawin ang kanilang mga household chores-mglalaba, magluluto. Ayos din ang mga Singles for Chore, kasi dahil sa sanay sila sa mga household chores, makikita mo naman silang nangunguna sa pagliligpit at pag aayos tuwing may mga activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;7. Singles for Compass - ang mga kapatid na adventurer. Lahat ng malalayong lakbayin ay andun sila, kahit sa ends pa ng earth yan. Nakakapagtaka lang na kapag may household na sila sa isang malapit lapit na lugar ay wala sila?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;8. Singles for Chibog - ang mga kapatid na hindi nabubusog! Pupunta sila sa mga activities kung may libreng chibog at drinks. Madalas ma-late ang mga Singles for Chibog, dahil sinasakto nila ang kanilang arrival kapag tumayo na ang lahat at nagbless the food na. Pero sana, kung gaano kagutom at kauhaw ang mga kapatid na ito sa chibog, ganoon din sila kagutom sa pagmamahal at ganoon din sila kauhaw sa mga salita ni God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;9. Singles for Care - ang mga kapatid na kulang sa pagkalinga! Mga kapatid hyper at pinamamahaya ng hindi nauubos ang enerhiya sa pangungulit at pagpapatawa sa iba sa kabila ng kanilang mga edad.. Ang mga kapatid na ito ang kalimitang mga clowns. Napapatawa at naaaliw ka ng mga kapatid na ito. Pero, nakalulungkot na hanggang ganoon lang sila. Nawawala ang pagkahyper nila sa mga worship, at madalas tulog sa mga talks dahil need daw nila mag recharge ng energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;10. Singles for Cult - ang mga kapatid na astig magworship! Matitindi ang mga kapatid sa pagpapray. Mahusay at napapahanga tayo ng mga kapatid na ito. Pero ang kahusayan pala nila ay bulok. Dahil hindi si Kristo ang sinasamba at dinadasalan nila, ginagawa lang nila ang mga pagtaas ng kamay at tounges para lang hangaan ng iba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;11. Singles for Christ - hindi perpekto ang mga kapatid na ito, nagkakamali, ngunit sa kabila ng mga pagkakamaling nagagawa, naroon ang pagsisisi ang paghingi ng tawad. At ang importante sa lahat, ang pagmamahal ni Kristo ay mas malaki kesa sa mga pagkakamali at kasalanang nagagawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;San ka jan? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6310452537556488691?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6310452537556488691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=6310452537556488691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6310452537556488691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6310452537556488691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/s-singles-f-for-c-what-does-your-c.html' title='S-Singles F-for C- What does your C stands for?'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-8064412724007872317</id><published>2009-03-05T14:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:07:55.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plain white t&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='let me take you there'/><title type='text'>Let Me Take You There (Plain White T's)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa96Hfzl4rI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ezjHnevXV0I/s1600-h/1007118426_d6550b308e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309596754908668594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa96Hfzl4rI/AAAAAAAAAF8/ezjHnevXV0I/s320/1007118426_d6550b308e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know a place that we can go to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A place where no one knows you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They won't know who we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know a place that we can run to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And do those things we want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They won't know who we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know a place that we forgot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;A place where we won't get caught in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They won't know who we are (they won't know, won't know) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know a place where we can hide out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And turn our hearts inside out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They won't know who we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh Ooohhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know a place we'll be together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;And stay this young forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;They won't know who we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ooohhh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We can get away to a better place if you let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;We can go there now cause every second counts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Girl just let me take you there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Take you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-8064412724007872317?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8064412724007872317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=8064412724007872317' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8064412724007872317'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-8145302358094682531</id><published>2009-03-05T14:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:46:48.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kristine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jericho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ngayong nandito ka'/><title type='text'>Ngayong Nandito Ka (Echo &amp; Tin)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa91OycU8vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OcqXRebD9Es/s1600-h/Ngayong+Nandito+ka.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309591382612308722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa91OycU8vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OcqXRebD9Es/s320/Ngayong+Nandito+ka.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow. Super ganda nitong movie na toh.. Naadik akong panoorin.. Lagi ko ngang inaabangan sa Cinema 1 eh. Medyo nakakarelate ako. Haha. Joke lang. Basta super ganda ng movie na to. Actually naiyak ako dun sa part na sinabi ni Kristine, "Hindi ko alam kung ano ang naging pagkukulang ko, kaya hindi ako nagawang ipaglaban ng taong pinakamamahal ko.." Tsk. Pag-ibig nga naman. Lol.. Pero super OK talaga siya. Pag wala kayong magawa, antabayanan niyo na din sa Cinema 1. Hehe. I'm not a fan of Jericho &amp;amp; Kristine, pero nagustuhan ko tandem nila because of this movie. At isa pa, hindi ako masyado mahilig sa tagalog movies. Pwera na lang kung Jolina at Marvin yan. HAHAHAH! LOLZ. Well, kanya-kanyang trip lang yan. This movie made me really feel good. Hindi lang dahil nakakarelate ako, (jokeness) kundi dahil na rin sa mga scenes &amp;amp; lines na sobrang nagpatotoo sa POWER of LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Totoo nga na love &amp;amp; fate will bring you back together, kahit wala kayong gawin. Mararamdaman mo na lang bigla ung feeling na un. Happy ending na... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-8145302358094682531?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8145302358094682531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=8145302358094682531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8145302358094682531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8145302358094682531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/ngayong-nandito-ka-echo-tin.html' title='Ngayong Nandito Ka (Echo &amp; Tin)'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa91OycU8vI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OcqXRebD9Es/s72-c/Ngayong+Nandito+ka.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-2894296194215802941</id><published>2009-03-04T08:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:11:42.294+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pastor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darlene zschech'/><title type='text'>Darlene Zschech: My Fave Worship Pastor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa3TId7GSTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J7RpKE1tAqY/s1600-h/Photo_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309131678164601138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa3TId7GSTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J7RpKE1tAqY/s320/Photo_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Australian Darlene Zschech is acclaimed all over the world as a singer, songwriter, worship leader and speaker, most notably for spearheading the music that comes from Hillsong Church. Although she has achieved numerous gold albums and her songs are sung in many nations of the world, her success is not the result of pursuing stardom and fame—it stands as a testimony to her life's passion to serve God and people with all her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;As a songwriter, Darlene is perhaps most famous for the chorus "Shout to the Lord," a song that is sung by an estimated 25 to 30 million churchgoers every week and has been covered by at least twenty other artists. This song is the title track for the first live album co-produced with Integrity Music, featuring Darlene as a prominent female worship leader. Shout to the Lord was nominated as Album of the Year for the 1997 Dove Awards and was nominated as Song of the Year for the 1998 Dove Awards. In 2000 Darlene received a Dove Award nomination for Songwriter of the Year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;In addition to "Shout to the Lord," Darlene has written over seventy songs that have been published by Hillsong Music Australia alone. She has also written three books on her passion, which include Extravagant Worship and her latest release, The Kiss of Heaven, with the Worship Leadership series becoming available soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;In 2005 Darlene released a new solo album Change Your World, which features a new arrangement of Michael W. Smith's worship song "Agnus Dei," as well as a soon to be classic hymn, "Call Upon His Name." A new project, continuing to feature the theme of worship and justice is in production now. Darlene has a great heart for helping hurting people, and she has recognized that her public platform gives her the opportunity to make a significant difference in the lives of others. She is an ambassador for the work of Compassion International, and is committed wholeheartedly to relieving human suffering in any possible way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;It was a missions trip to Central Africa in 2004 that prompted Mark and Darlene to initiate Hope: Rwanda, a global endeavor designed to bring hope to a nation seemingly forgotten since the horrific genocide of 1994. The 100 Days of Hope (April 6 – July 15, 2006) project was strategically coordinated to cover the same 100 days that saw approximately 1 million people viciously slaughtered. Hope Rwanda continues to bring hope and healing to Rwanda… and a new ‘HOPE’ has spread into Cambodia, and the HOPE team are gearing up for many future endeavours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Darlene and Mark reside in Sydney with their three daughters, Amy, Chloe and Zoe. While she travels extensively and has had the honor of ministering at many prestigious events around the world, Darlene’s highest prize is her role as wife and mother. She loves being at home and being part of the worship team in her local church. As she says, "First and foremost I am a worshipper, and I pray that my life is given to serve the lives of others."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-2894296194215802941?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2894296194215802941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=2894296194215802941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2894296194215802941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2894296194215802941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/darlene-zschech-my-fave-worship-pastor.html' title='Darlene Zschech: My Fave Worship Pastor'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/Sa3TId7GSTI/AAAAAAAAAFs/J7RpKE1tAqY/s72-c/Photo_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-4908098898869129986</id><published>2009-03-02T16:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:11:54.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ONE'/><title type='text'>have you met that ONE special person yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SauVbaxKA9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/vgr9Q_SqJzU/s1600-h/2920525979_755829c287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308500884060767186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SauVbaxKA9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/vgr9Q_SqJzU/s320/2920525979_755829c287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person that makes you forget everything, because you’re too distracted by their smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person you can never stop thinkin about… even when you try not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person that makes a perfect moment… even better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person that you think about on a sleepless night …and then, wake up with that same person in your head the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person whose name you write on everything you own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person who gives you something in your life to look forward to everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…That person that makes you believe perfection might actually be possible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…because there’s nothing about them that you would ever want to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;…That person who makes you feel like YOU’re that luckiest person alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAVE YOU MET HIM / HER?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-4908098898869129986?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4908098898869129986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=4908098898869129986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4908098898869129986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4908098898869129986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/03/have-you-met-that-one-special-person.html' title='have you met that ONE special person yet?'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SauVbaxKA9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/vgr9Q_SqJzU/s72-c/2920525979_755829c287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-1756569405765212568</id><published>2009-02-27T14:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:53:33.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inday'/><title type='text'>M-A-I-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaeM7xGOQKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kDiLY7IlXCE/s1600-h/261855560_b7f4f7a3e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307365644299026594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaeM7xGOQKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kDiLY7IlXCE/s320/261855560_b7f4f7a3e0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dahil sa tindi ng kahirapan sa probinsya, namasukan si Inday bilang katulong sa Maynila. Habang ini-interview ng amo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: Kelangan namin ng katulong para mag ayos ng bahay, magluto,maglaba, magplantsa, mamalengke, at magbantay ng mga bata. Kaya mo ba ang lahat ng ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: I believe that my trained skills and expertise in management with the use of standard tools, and my discipline and experience will contribute significantly to the value of the work that you want, my creativity, productivity and work-efficiency and the high quality of outcomes I can offer will boost the work progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo : [nosebleed]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Nakaraan ang dalawang araw, umuwi ang amo, nakitang me bukol si junior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: Bakit me bukol si junior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: Compromising safety with useless aesthetics, the not-so-well engineered architectural design of our kitchen lavatory affected the boy's cranium with a slight boil at the left temple near the auditory organ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: [nosebleed ulit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinagabihan, habang naghahapunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo: Bakit maalat ang ulam? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: The consistency was fine. But you see, it seems that the increased amount of sodium chloride (NaCl) affected the taste drastically and those actions are irreversible. I do apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo: [nosebleed na naman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donya: Bakit tuwing paguwi ko, nadadatnan kitang nanunuod ng tv?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: Because I don't want you to see me doing absolutely nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Donya: [hinimatay]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, sinamahan ni Inday si junior sa principal's office dahil di makapunta ang amo at donya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: Sinuntok ni junior ang kanyang kaklase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: It's absurd! It was never a fact that he will inflict a fight. I can only imagine how you handle schizophre nic kids on this educational institution. Revise your policies because they suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: [nag resign]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating sa bahay, nandun na ang amo, galit na galit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo: Inday, bakit nagkalat ang basura sa likod ng bahay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: A change in the weather patterns might have occurred wrecking havoc to the surroundings. The way the debris are scattered indicates that the gust of wind was going northeast causing damage to the path it was heading for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo: [nosebleed ulit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagluluto si Inday ng hapunan,malikot si junior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday : Stop your raucous behavior. It is bound to result in property damages and if that happens there will be corresponding punishment to be inflicted upon you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior: [takbo sa CR, punasan ang nagdudugong ilong]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos magluto, nanood na ng TV si Inday. Nabalitaan nya umalis si Angel Locsin sa GMA 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior: Bakit kaya sya umalis? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: Sometimes, people choose to leave not because of selfish reasons but because they just know that things will get worse if they'll stay. Leaving can be a tough act, and it's harder when people can't understand you for doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junior: [tuloy ang pagdugo ng ilong]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung gabing yon, me nag text ke Inday. Si Dodong, ang driver ng kapitbahay, gusto maki pag text-mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: To forestall further hopes of acquaintance, my unfathomable statement to the denial of your request - Petition denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di nagla-on, dahil sa tyaga ni Dodong, nagging syota nya rin si Inday. Pero di tumagal ang kanilang relasyon,at nakipag-break si Inday ke Dodong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inday: The statute restricts me to love you but you have the provocations. The way you smile is the proximate cause why I love you. We have some rules to think of. We have no vested rights to love each other because the upper household dismissed my petition!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Dodong : Perhaps you are mistaken, what you seem to contrive as any affections for you are somewhat half-hearted. I was merely attempting to expand my network of interests by involving you in my daily recreation. Heretofor, you can expect an end to any verbal articulation from myself"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dumaan na mamang basurero, at narinig ang usapan ni Inday at Dodong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basurero (sabi ke Inday): Be careful in letting go of the things you thought are just nothing because maybe someday you'll realize that the one you gave away is the very thing you've been wishing for to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******** ITO NA UNG UPDATE *********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;kay INDAY... SA DULO NG KANILANG CONVERSATION MATUTUWA&lt;br /&gt;KA SA SINAPIT NILA.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narinig ang lahat ng amo ni inday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: Mula ngayon, walang magsasalita ng ingles, sinumang magpadugo ng ilong ko at sa anak ko, palalayasin sa pamamahay na ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: Ang namutawi sa inyong labi ay mataman ko pong iimbak sa sulok ng aking balintataw, kaibuturan ng aking puso, gugunam- gunamin. Sakbibi ng madlang lumbay kung mapapaalis sa gunita yaring tinuran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: Leche, di kami sinauna!!! Yung makabago ang gusto ko !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Inday: Tarush! Pachenes pa tong chorva eklavuboo chuva tabayishki kun suplandish ...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Amo: [ nagpakamatay ] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;hahaha! lolz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-1756569405765212568?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1756569405765212568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=1756569405765212568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1756569405765212568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1756569405765212568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/m-i-d.html' title='M-A-I-D'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaeM7xGOQKI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kDiLY7IlXCE/s72-c/261855560_b7f4f7a3e0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6320294425990439942</id><published>2009-02-27T12:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:01:13.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaime gonzales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gmanews.tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='po2'/><title type='text'>si Kuya Jaime, sikat na! NAX!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i accidentally viewed this video in gmanews.tv wherein, iniinterview si kuya jaime (hubby of my cuz) aka tatay ni botchok. hehe.. sikat na ang imbestigador ng bayan. haha. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe style="DISPLAY: block; BACKGROUND: black; WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 290px" src="http://www.gmanews.tv/evideo/34349/13-year-old-boy-plunges-to-death-in-Manila" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;This page requires a higher version browser&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/"&gt;For the latest Philippine news stories and videos, visit GMANews.TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6320294425990439942?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6320294425990439942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=6320294425990439942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6320294425990439942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6320294425990439942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/si-kuya-jaime-sikat-na-nax.html' title='si Kuya Jaime, sikat na! NAX!!'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-221857001669132822</id><published>2009-02-26T15:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:09:25.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rabies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog bite'/><title type='text'>Rabies Victim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i remember i was bitten by my puppy last year lang. the bite was not that big, pero nagdugo un thumb finger ko. since then, the word "rabies" can't get off my mind. praning ako after the incident. so, my mama &amp;amp; i went to San Lazaro Hospital to get me vaccinated. ok lang naman ung mga injections.. kasi 5 injections sa braso lang. pero pinakamatinding injection ung isa, sa pigi. lolz. masakit super.. pero after awhile nakalakad naman ako. mahal magpainject ng anti-rabies. kaya ingats po sa lahat ng may alagang aso, pusa, daga, ahas, tarsier, paniki.. who knows if they are carrying a virus? walang nakakaalam, si God lang. if bitten by an animal, family pet man or hindi, punta na po kayo agad sa hospital para magpa-inject ok? kung ayaw mong magkaganito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dScdr8Dly4g&amp;amp;hl=" width="445" height="364" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-221857001669132822?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/221857001669132822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=221857001669132822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/221857001669132822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/221857001669132822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/rabies-victim.html' title='Rabies Victim'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-1497075597473654836</id><published>2009-02-26T15:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:44:00.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography picasso'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pablo picasso'/><title type='text'>Fast facts about Pablo Picasso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaZHkVq7SII/AAAAAAAAAFM/-fuWcsPuuyc/s1600-h/l_dc4ba57584a64f20a16e974d4e22b78a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307007900520761474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaZHkVq7SII/AAAAAAAAAFM/-fuWcsPuuyc/s320/l_dc4ba57584a64f20a16e974d4e22b78a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;His full name was "Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Martyr Patricio Clito Ruíz y Picasso". While living in Paris (1900) Pablo had lots of financial problems and he burned many of his paintings to stay warm. Besides his wife he had many mistresses. Pablo loved to work with the candle light. His first exhibit was at the age of thirteen. Interesting fact is that Steve Wynn owner of the Picasso's famed "Dream" painting poke the hole accidentally through the multimillion dollar painting while showing his friends portrait of Picasso's mistress Marie-Therese Walter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Fan of Pablo Picasso? Check his full biography here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myclassiclyrics.com/artist_biographies/Pablo_Picasso_Biography.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;http://www.myclassiclyrics.com/artist_biographies/Pablo_Picasso_Biography.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-1497075597473654836?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1497075597473654836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=1497075597473654836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1497075597473654836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1497075597473654836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/facts-about-pablo-picasso.html' title='Fast facts about Pablo Picasso'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaZHkVq7SII/AAAAAAAAAFM/-fuWcsPuuyc/s72-c/l_dc4ba57584a64f20a16e974d4e22b78a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-8697481448229337532</id><published>2009-02-25T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T09:12:28.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='george bernard shaw'/><title type='text'>**George Bernard Shaw**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;You have to take risks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaTA0cCztGI/AAAAAAAAADc/8HvnmH-WnGM/s1600-h/2582467420_4089637fd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306578268062987362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaTA0cCztGI/AAAAAAAAADc/8HvnmH-WnGM/s320/2582467420_4089637fd2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;unexpected&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;to happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-8697481448229337532?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8697481448229337532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=8697481448229337532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8697481448229337532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8697481448229337532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/george-bernard-shaw.html' title='**George Bernard Shaw**'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaTA0cCztGI/AAAAAAAAADc/8HvnmH-WnGM/s72-c/2582467420_4089637fd2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-2825487047891985616</id><published>2009-02-25T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:43:23.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='13'/><title type='text'>dad at 13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i cannot forget or shall i say, i will never ever forget this news about a cute little boy at the age of 13 became a dad. he actually looked like 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS96nn33CI/AAAAAAAAADU/o-cOrhxDiXc/s1600-h/SNN1401A-682_733240a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575075715570722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS96nn33CI/AAAAAAAAADU/o-cOrhxDiXc/s320/SNN1401A-682_733240a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS96pvUATI/AAAAAAAAADM/c9a043IJeMU/s1600-h/SNN1301A-280_732159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575076283646258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS96pvUATI/AAAAAAAAADM/c9a043IJeMU/s320/SNN1301A-280_732159a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS95CxoZOI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZH2TvixxZwc/s1600-h/SNN1409A_280_733101a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306575048644519138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS95CxoZOI/AAAAAAAAADE/ZH2TvixxZwc/s320/SNN1409A_280_733101a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-2825487047891985616?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2825487047891985616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=2825487047891985616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2825487047891985616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/2825487047891985616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/dad-at-13.html' title='dad at 13'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS96nn33CI/AAAAAAAAADU/o-cOrhxDiXc/s72-c/SNN1401A-682_733240a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-8935257804350588831</id><published>2009-02-25T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:45:56.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you sick of being SINGLE? lolz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS369JO9vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXCp7XtAnGs/s1600-h/3192109563_aa91904e55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306568484422874866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 356px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS369JO9vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXCp7XtAnGs/s400/3192109563_aa91904e55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It is healthy for an individual to be single for a while, in order to introspect and feel complete without being emotionally dependent on another. However, while temporary singledom is welcome, if you've been alone for more than two years at a stretch and not voluntarily, it could mean there's a problem and you're doing something wrong. If you have been trying to find a partner but have been unable to do so, the following are a few mistakes that you could be making that are keeping you single. If you are guilty of any of the latter, stop yourself and correct your attitude and/or behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your mindset&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you think is often what you manifest, so if you have convinced yourself that you can't find love, you probably won't. This kind of an attitude is usually a result of bad relationships in the past or low self-esteem. You need to break this monotony of thought and start to give yourself credit. Think positively about love and make yourself believe that you are capable or both giving and receiving love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Break patterns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another mistake that could be keeping you single is that you have a stereotype of the ideal man or woman and only want to date someone who fits the profile. While having preferences is not a bad idea, if your stereotype is 'bad' kinds, you will continue to jump in and out of bad relationships with unstable people. Because you only date a certain type of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love not leash&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in love with someone and being attached to someone are two different concepts, if you don't understand the difference, you will end up chasing any man or woman away from you because people look for a partner and not a clingy sob story. If you are with someone, there needs to be a balance of emotional give and take, if you are the type that gets over possessive or needs to be with their partner 24/7, you might be repelling people more than attracting them. So, if this is the case, change now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infidelity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is hard habit to break. Any man or woman wants their partner to be someone they can trust, who will stand by them in good times and bad. If you have a history of relationships that have ended because you can't remain faithful to a person - both emotionally and physically, it could be the cause of you ending up alone in the long run. Infidelity is not a trait that any man or woman would accept in their partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;High strung&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are, make it point to indulge in activities that will calm you down. Try practising yoga or exercising to release any excess energy. If you are nervous and easily get upset, your patner might feel you're too high maintenance on an emotional level. Yes, everybody tends to feel anxious and nervous occasionally, but if it is a chronic condition, get it treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just difficult&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to negotiate if you want to play the game. Don't be too rigid about your stand on the issues - emotional and professional. Like other relationships in your life, you must learn to reach middle-ground when you are romantically involved with someone. If you always want to take the lead and not make the slightest adjustment, your partner might just look for someone who will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day! God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-8935257804350588831?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8935257804350588831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=8935257804350588831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8935257804350588831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8935257804350588831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-sick-of-being-single-lolz.html' title='Are you sick of being SINGLE? lolz'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaS369JO9vI/AAAAAAAAAC8/DXCp7XtAnGs/s72-c/3192109563_aa91904e55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-1473685208145555193</id><published>2009-02-25T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:58:33.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 101 Best, Most Clever, and Most Disturbing Ways to Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;CREATED AND PRESENTED BY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;~JULIE ELLISON AND TAYLOR JEWELL HENSLEY~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#339999;"&gt;C 1999 Happy Days Inc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSzff8_r6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zMbhSMfkHC4/s1600-h/135141432_a265dac0ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306563614683934626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSzff8_r6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zMbhSMfkHC4/s320/135141432_a265dac0ba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;1. Slit your wrists.&lt;br /&gt;2. Drink cleaning supplies.&lt;br /&gt;3. Put your dad's rifle in your mouth and shoot.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cut yourself along several major arteries and slowly bleed to death.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fill the bathtub up with hot water and get in. Go underwater &amp;amp; breathe until I say stop.&lt;br /&gt;6. Give yourself a homemade tattoo with toxic silver pen.&lt;br /&gt;7. Fill the bathtub up. Grab a toaster &amp;amp; plug it in. Get in the bathtub and bring the toaster with you. Push down the button &amp;amp; enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;8. Boil several gallons of water on the stove and "accidentally" spill it all on yourself.&lt;br /&gt;9. Bash your head in with a hammer.&lt;br /&gt;10. Get an axe from the woodpile &amp;amp; split yourself in half.&lt;br /&gt;11. Use your telekinetic powers to make the house fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;12. Tease the elevator by not letting it close until it buzzes loudly. Stand in the door's way and let it close.&lt;br /&gt;13. Break a mirror. Take two sharp pieces of the glass and shove them in your eyes, hard and deep.&lt;br /&gt;14. Shove a Chef's knife up your butt.&lt;br /&gt;15. Kill someone else and plead for death by lethal injection.&lt;br /&gt;16. Break a bottle of wine on a table and shove it in your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;17. Have your best friend run you over with a steamroller.&lt;br /&gt;18. Turn on the iron until water dances on surface. Put it on several places on your body, keeping it in each place for at least 45 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;19. Jump off a building, aiming carefully to impale yourself on a lamppost.&lt;br /&gt;20. Drive a wooden stake in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;21. Induce vomiting until you black out and slip into a coma. This coma should last for several months, in which time your family will certainly decide to pull the plug.&lt;br /&gt;22. Put your pinky, as well as any other digits that will fit, into an electrical socket.&lt;br /&gt;23. Purposely catch your clothing in the escalator at a local mall and fight off anyone who tries to help. Enjoy the ride!&lt;br /&gt;24. Swallow vanilla bath beads.&lt;br /&gt;25. Drop a lit match down your throat.&lt;br /&gt;26. Eat three tubes of toothpaste - and I'm not talking about trial size.&lt;br /&gt;27. Hang yourself in your closet with an electrical cord.&lt;br /&gt;28. Unbend a coat hanger and slowly &amp;amp; carefully shove it up your nose.&lt;br /&gt;29. Crash a car into a department store window displaying a nativity scene. Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;30. Lodge your head in the toilet bowl and flush mercilessly.&lt;br /&gt;31. Get your hand caught in the CD-ROM drive and attempt to cut it off with a dull pocketknife.&lt;br /&gt;32. Make a pipe bomb and blow up your house with you inside, of course.&lt;br /&gt;33. Stuff toilet paper down your throat until you choke.&lt;br /&gt;34. Eat baby powder.&lt;br /&gt;35. Eat deodorant.&lt;br /&gt;36. Take a walk in the ghetto with a giant boom box blasting Vanilla Ice.&lt;br /&gt;37. Anger a cannibal.&lt;br /&gt;38. Drown yourself in a spoon full of water.&lt;br /&gt;39. Get a friend to throw a few CDs Frisbee-style at your stomach and throat.&lt;br /&gt;40. Swallow fifteen razor blades.&lt;br /&gt;41. Drink 2 bottles of cough syrup.&lt;br /&gt;42. Lock yourself in a room. After you've eaten the carpet and peeled the paint off the walls for a snack, you'll eventually starve.&lt;br /&gt;43. Swerve into the left rear wheels of a moving transfer truck on your bike.&lt;br /&gt;44. Break a battery open and pour it into a glass of Dr. Pepper and drink it.&lt;br /&gt;45. Live on top of an active volcano.&lt;br /&gt;46. Piss off O.J. Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;47. Eat a string of Christmas Tree lights.&lt;br /&gt;48. Give yourself a million paper cuts--if the paper cuts don't kill you, the counting will.&lt;br /&gt;49. Nail yourself to the side of a federal building.&lt;br /&gt;50. Scalp yourself. If you're not dead, make photocopies.&lt;br /&gt;51. Cry your eyes out:literally.&lt;br /&gt;52. Burn plastic and breathe in the toxic fumes.&lt;br /&gt;53. Charge into a big screen TV.&lt;br /&gt;54. Lag behind when participating in a Bull Run.&lt;br /&gt;55. Walk around in downtown New Jersey with a Target store shirt on.&lt;br /&gt;56. Smash your head in the safe door again &amp;amp; again &amp;amp; againÉ&lt;br /&gt;57. Spray a bottle of air freshener up your nose and inhale at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;58. Eat a dog with heartworms raw.&lt;br /&gt;59. Strategically place yourself in the middle of a very busy intersection at rush hour during daylight savings time while wearing a tight, black jumpsuit, being ever so careful to hit every car you see.&lt;br /&gt;60. Go to a horse race and jump out in front of the leading horse screaming at the top of your lungs, "I'm a pony! I'm a pony!"&lt;br /&gt;61. Make like Sonny Bono when on a skiing trip.&lt;br /&gt;62. Get run over by an ostrich.&lt;br /&gt;63. Get naked and lay on 12 150-watt light bulbs, then flip the switch.&lt;br /&gt;64. Cut off all your fingers then write a ten-page report on "Polyester versus Cotton Fabrics" with the stubs.&lt;br /&gt;65. Get pregnant and then have your mother perform an emergency C-section just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;66. Jam a toothbrush in your bellybutton.&lt;br /&gt;67. Brush your teeth with a MACH 3 razor.&lt;br /&gt;68. Drill a hole in your head.&lt;br /&gt;69. Find a huge pine tree. Cut it down with a chainsaw while standing in its falling path.&lt;br /&gt;70. Skinny-dip in a shark tank with your favorite rubber ducky.&lt;br /&gt;71. Drive with a rabid monkey in your back seat.&lt;br /&gt;72. Play NASCAR with an unsuspecting fellow driver.&lt;br /&gt;73. Jump off the balcony in a school auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;74. Smash your head through a wooden door, making sure you get plenty of splinters.&lt;br /&gt;75. Jump in the way of a moving subway train.&lt;br /&gt;76. Drip hot wax all over your body, then light matches and light your feet on fire. The flames will rise and consume your entire body, but before you do that, make sure you drip hot wax in your eyes &amp;amp; let it harden.&lt;br /&gt;77. Do back flips in a mosh pit.&lt;br /&gt;78. Attempt to leap tall buildings in a single bound.&lt;br /&gt;79. Jump out of a moving bus window and do shoulder-rolls across the highway until you get run over.&lt;br /&gt;80. Always use the wrong tool for the job.&lt;br /&gt;81. Float on your back in the Anaconda River and wait.&lt;br /&gt;82. Get in a pool with piranhas and have them tear off your flesh bit by bit, eating you alive.&lt;br /&gt;83. Wedge yourself in the doggy-entrance on the garage door and have a friend press the "garage open" button.&lt;br /&gt;84. Use a chain saw to cut out pictures.&lt;br /&gt;85. Shove a TV antenna in one ear &amp;amp; out the other.&lt;br /&gt;86. Strangle yourself with your best necklace.&lt;br /&gt;87. Bite your arm and suck &amp;amp; swallow the blood. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.&lt;br /&gt;88. Perform self-quadruple bypass surgery.&lt;br /&gt;89. Take out your own spleen, cook it for 2 minutes in the microwave, and eat it.&lt;br /&gt;90. Cut yourself up and feed as much of you as possible to the family dog.&lt;br /&gt;91. Cut off your limbs and put them in the crock-pot for your family to find. If your crock-pot isn't large enough, put extra flesh in the freezer for later.&lt;br /&gt;92. Swan dive into the 10-gallon fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;93. Give yourself a buzz-cut with bush shears.&lt;br /&gt;94. Gather up a group of friends to push all your pressure points at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;95. Make believe you're in a psychiatric facility with padded walls when you're really in a steel cage.&lt;br /&gt;96. Straddle a neon sign. Don't let go, no matter what people tell you.&lt;br /&gt;97. Go swimming in an oil spill. Don't forget to open your eyes under water!&lt;br /&gt;98. Smash your porcelain "Precious Moments" dolls in the middle of the street and consume the large pieces left over.&lt;br /&gt;99. Roll around nude in the street at noon.&lt;br /&gt;100. Drink paint. Eat the stick you stirred the paint with. Drink paint thinner to wash it down.&lt;br /&gt;101. Take all the pills in your medicine cabinet, along with at least one shot of every alcoholic beverage known to man and take a little nap. Don't bother waking up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-1473685208145555193?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1473685208145555193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=1473685208145555193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1473685208145555193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1473685208145555193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/101-best-most-clever-and-most.html' title='The 101 Best, Most Clever, and Most Disturbing Ways to Kill'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSzff8_r6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/zMbhSMfkHC4/s72-c/135141432_a265dac0ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-7758080859811950873</id><published>2009-02-25T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:41:08.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is God telling you with the problems He permits in your life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSvpinHOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/IHU-kIFilZM/s1600-h/2964475034_d2278fcda0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306559389149641522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSvpinHOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/IHU-kIFilZM/s320/2964475034_d2278fcda0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The problems you face will either defeat you or develop you depending on how you respond to them. Unfortunately most people fail to see how God wants to use problems for good in their lives. They react foolishly and resent their problems rather than pausing to consider what benefit they might bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are five ways God wants to use the problems in your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. God uses problems to DIRECT you. Sometimes God must light a fire under you to get you moving. Problems often point us in a new direction and motivate us to change. Is God trying to get your attention? "Sometimes it takes a painful situation to make us change our ways." Proverbs 20:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God uses problems to INSPECT you. People are like tea bags. If you want to know what's inside them, just drop them into hot water! Has God ever tested your faith with a problem? What do problems reveal about you? "When you have many kinds of troubles, you should be full of joy, because you know that these troubles test your faith, and this will give you patience." James 1:2-3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. God uses problems to CORRECT you. Some lessons we learn only through pain and failure. It's likely that as a child your parents told you not to touch a hot stove. But you probably learned by being burned. Sometimes we only learn the value of something, health, money and a relationship. By losing it. "It was the best thing that could have happened to me, for it taught me to pay attention to your laws." Psalm 119:71-72&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. God uses problems to PROTECT you. A problem can be a blessing in disguise if it prevents you from being harmed by something more serious. Last year a friend was fired for refusing to do something unethical that his boss had asked him to do. His unemployment was a problem - but it saved him from being convicted and sent to prison a year later when management's actions were eventually discovered. "You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good." Genesis 50:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. God uses problems to PERFECT you. Problems, when responded to correctly, are character builders. God is far more interested in your character than your comfort. Your relationship to God and your character are the only two things you're going to take with you into eternity. "We can rejoice when we run into problems they help us learn to be patient. And patience develops strength of Character in us and helps us trust God more each time we use it; until finally our hope and faith are Strong and steady." Romans 5:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the point: God is at work in your life-even when you do not recognize it or understand it. But it's much easier and profitable when you cooperate with Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"YOU ARE BLESSED -- THERE'S NO NEED TO BE STRESSED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless your heart!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-7758080859811950873?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7758080859811950873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=7758080859811950873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/7758080859811950873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/7758080859811950873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-is-god-telling-you-with-problems.html' title='What is God telling you with the problems He permits in your life?'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaSvpinHOzI/AAAAAAAAACU/IHU-kIFilZM/s72-c/2964475034_d2278fcda0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-1124471014714482912</id><published>2009-02-24T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:34:06.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16th'/><title type='text'>SFC 16th International Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;here are some of our pics in the ICON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOvLjyElEI/AAAAAAAAACM/csgRRx7c6Ss/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306277399091254338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOvLjyElEI/AAAAAAAAACM/csgRRx7c6Ss/s320/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;circle of LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOvEk6_SSI/AAAAAAAAACE/i4rR4zPWEbc/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306277279138007330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOvEk6_SSI/AAAAAAAAACE/i4rR4zPWEbc/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;our UNIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOu-ln-QlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UA4Z0ot92HQ/s1600-h/DSC00055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306277176247468626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOu-ln-QlI/AAAAAAAAAB8/UA4Z0ot92HQ/s320/DSC00055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sisters only :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-1124471014714482912?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1124471014714482912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=1124471014714482912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1124471014714482912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/1124471014714482912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/sfc-16th-international-conference.html' title='SFC 16th International Conference'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOvLjyElEI/AAAAAAAAACM/csgRRx7c6Ss/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-6876412947159524386</id><published>2009-02-24T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:21:18.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sfc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='icon'/><title type='text'>SFC iCon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtxd-ejXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2a1sY0y0nj0/s1600-h/God.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306275851344448882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtxd-ejXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2a1sY0y0nj0/s320/God.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JESUS is the ICON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-6876412947159524386?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6876412947159524386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=6876412947159524386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6876412947159524386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/6876412947159524386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/sfc-icon.html' title='SFC iCon'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtxd-ejXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/2a1sY0y0nj0/s72-c/God.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-665021737458015933</id><published>2009-02-24T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:18:57.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Makahulugang Kataga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtT3Px23I/AAAAAAAAABs/iPXm1bzMAqo/s1600-h/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306275342731828082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtT3Px23I/AAAAAAAAABs/iPXm1bzMAqo/s320/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1. "Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima, sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o nakakalibog ito. Totong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. "Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. "Hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohan, at hindi lahat ng hindi mo kayang intindihin ay kasinungalingan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. "Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. "Pakawalan mo yung mga bagay na nakakasakit sa iyo kahit na pinasasaya ka nito. Wag mong hintayin ang araw na sakit na lang ang nararamdaman mo at iniwan ka na ng kasiyahan mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. "Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang mga taong malalapit sa iyo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. "Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal...nakakatakot mahulog...at kapag nahulog ka, it's either by accident or talagang tanga ka.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-665021737458015933?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/665021737458015933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=665021737458015933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/665021737458015933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/665021737458015933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/mga-makahulugang-kataga.html' title='Mga Makahulugang Kataga'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOtT3Px23I/AAAAAAAAABs/iPXm1bzMAqo/s72-c/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-719852534828581548</id><published>2009-02-24T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:09:51.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons in Contentment by Rick Warren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOrK60gACI/AAAAAAAAABk/xVEvscATqyY/s1600-h/611470427_4aa80ed9cd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306272990049075234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOrK60gACI/AAAAAAAAABk/xVEvscATqyY/s320/611470427_4aa80ed9cd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Here are four steps to develop contentment in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;1. Stop comparing yourself to others. When you compare your life with someone else’s, the only place it can lead is toward discontentment. There will always be people who appear to be better off than you, but you don’t know their real circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;I recall counseling a husband many years ago, and he said he wished his wife could be more like so-and-so, and he named a woman in our congregation. What he didn’t know is that the woman was a functioning alcoholic causing incredible heartache and stress for her family and for her husband.&lt;br /&gt;That’s why the Bible teaches it is unwise to compare (2 Corinthians 10:12).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;2. Be grateful for who you are and what you have. Learning to be content requires that you stop any “when and then” thinking – “When I am ___________, then I’ll be happy.” (You fill in the blank.)&lt;br /&gt;The reason we fall into this trap is that we may actually be content for a little while but it won’t last. But, more than likely, someone else or something else will come along and drain the contentment from your life.&lt;br /&gt;But listen, you are unique. God created you to be like nobody else, so why would you want to be anyone else. God is perfect, and you were his perfect choice to be you. Understanding that is a huge step toward being content with your life.&lt;br /&gt;And then look at all the things God has given you. So often we allow what we don’t have to so dominate our focus that we forget the many wonderful things we already have, not only material blessing, but far more important things, such as family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3. Give yourself to others. If you will begin giving yourself to others, sharing what things you do have, sharing your time and your talents, you will find yourself learning to be content. Helping others will give you an appreciation for what you have and who you are, but more importantly, you will find yourself growing content. Why? Because God designed us to serve and share with others, and until we do that, we will feel great discontent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;4. Focus on things with eternal value. The real secret to becoming content is to focus on the things that have eternal value. It may be a familiar teaching to you, but Jesus said we should store up our treasures in heaven, and not on earth “where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal” (Matthew 6:19-21 NIV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about the things in your life: What will last forever? What will last at least for your lifetime? What will last a few short years, or months, or days? Based on eternal value, what things are most important in your life? Where – and with whom – should you put your most time and energy?&lt;br /&gt;By re-organizing your life around eternal priorities, you’ll find yourself growing in contentment as you live according to God’s design and purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-719852534828581548?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/719852534828581548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=719852534828581548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/719852534828581548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/719852534828581548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/lessons-in-contentment-by-rick-warren.html' title='Lessons in Contentment by Rick Warren'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SaOrK60gACI/AAAAAAAAABk/xVEvscATqyY/s72-c/611470427_4aa80ed9cd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-8465166270858411711</id><published>2009-02-24T16:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:06:16.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Quotes ni BOB ONG :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Ang babae, nirerespeto, inaalagaan!  Hindi yan PSP na bubunutin mo lang sa bulsa pag gusto mo ng paglaruan.Hindi yan IPOD na papakinggan mo lang kapag wala kang libangan.  At hindi yan RED HORSE na pwede mong laklakin hanggang madaling-araw.Ang babae, marami mang arte sa katawan, hindi yan gadget para kolektahin at paglaruan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ka magpaparamdam sa taong hindi marunong makaramdam? Wag kang magpakatanga, sa taong hindi marunong magpahalaga. Matuto kang sumuko at mang-iwan, kung lagi ka namang sinasaktan.  Imbis na magtanong ka ng "Hindi pa ba sapat?" Bakit hindi mo na lang kalimutan ang lahat? Kung alam mong binabalewala ka na, tanggapin mong nagsasawa na sya.  Wag kang magpadala sa salitang "sorry" at "ayokong mawala ka" kung totoo yun, patunayan nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Paano mo masasabing special ka sa isang tao kung ang bawat ginagawa niya sayo ay ginagawa din niya sa iba? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kung hindi mo mahal and isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa..kasi, hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sabi nila kahit ano daw problema, isang tao lang ang makakatulong sa yo - ang sarili mo...kaya siguro namigay ng konsensya ang Diyos, alam nyang hindi sa lahat ng oras gumagana ang utak ng tao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"minsan pala kailangan rin ang lakas para sabihing mahina ka...ang karapatan kong madapa at bumangon sa buhay ng walang tatatawa, magagalit, magtatanong o magbibilang kung ilang beses na kong nagkamali at ilang ulit ako dapat bumawi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hayaang maisip ko na may sarili din akong barko.  Obligasyon kong maglayag, karapatan kong pumunta sa kung saan ko gusto, responsibilidad ko ang buhay ko"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"paghahangad ng diploma - ritual yon, tradisyon, sakramentong hinihingi ng lipunan para makapagtrabaho ka at kumita nang disente. at oo, para na rin respetuhin ka ng ibang tao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"parang 'times up' ang reunion, 'pass your papers, finished or not'. oras na para husgahan kung naging sino ka o kung naging magkano ka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kung pumapasok tayo sa eskwela para lang makahanap ng trabaho at kumita ng pera balang-araw, di na nakakapagtaka kung bakit marami ang namamatay na mangmang. nakalimutan na ng tao ang kabanalan nya, na mas marami pa syang alam kesa sa nakasulat sa transcript of records nya, mas madami pa syang gawin kesa sa nakalista sa resume' nya at mas mataas ang halaga nya kesa sa presyong nakasulat sa payslip nya tuwing sweldo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"habang lumalaki ka, maraming beses kang madadapa. bumangon ka man ulit o hindi, magpapatuloy ang buhay, iikot ang mundo at mauubos ang oras"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hindi pala exam na may passing rate ang buhay. hindi ito multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration o fill-in-the-blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base kung may kabuluhan ang mga naisulat o wala"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"paggawa na ba ng kabutihan ang hindi paggawa ng kasamaan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang kapangyarihan ay tatagal lang ng ilang taon - anim, sampu, dalawampu.... pero ang impluwensya daang taon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"handa ka bang magtanim ng batas sa gubat? kaya mo bang ipag utos sa mga hayop ang respeto? desidido ka bang damitan sila ng dangal at prinsipyo? determinado ka bang sugpuin ang kabangisan? nais mo bang magturo ng malasakit sa kapwa at pagkakaisa? kakayanin mo bang magpadikta sa bulong ng konsensya? gusto mo ba talagang makialam sa natural na takbo ng buhay - sa gubat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nalaman kong hindi final exam ang passing rate ng buhay. hindi ito multiple choice, identification, true or false, enumeration or fill-in-the- blanks na sinasagutan kundi essay na isinusulat araw-araw. Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga isinulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kumain ka na ng siopao na may palamang pusa o maglakad sa bubog nang nakayapak, pero wag na wag kang susubok mag-drugs. Kung hindi mo kayang umiwas, humingi ka ng tulong sa mga magulang mo dahil alam nila kung saan ang mga murang supplier at hindi ka nila iisahan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mangarap ka at abutin mo. Wag mong sisihin ang sira mong pamilya, palpak mong syota, pilay mong tuta, o mga lumilipad na ipis. Kung may pagkukulang sa'yo mga magulang mo, pwde kang manisi at maging rebelde. Tumigil ka sa pag-aaral, mag-asawa ka, mag-drugs ka, magpakulay ka ng buhok sa kili-kili. Sa banding huli, ikaw din ang biktima. Rebeldeng walang napatunayan at bait sa sarili."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tuparin ang mga pangarap. Obligasyon mo yan sa sarili mo. Kung gusto mo mang kumain ng balde-baldeng lupa para malagay ka sa Guinness Book of World Records at maipagmalaki ng bansa natin, sige lang. Nosi balasi. wag mong pansinin ang sasabihin ng mga taong susubok humarang sa'yo. Kung hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon, hindi pa rin tayo dapat nakatira sa jupiter ngayon. Pero hindi pa rin naman talaga tayo nakatira sa jupiter dahil nga hindi nagsumikap ang mga scientist noon. Kita mo yung moral lesson?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mag-aral maigi. Kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher. (Haaay, sarap!)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hikayatin mo lahat ng kakilala mo na magkaroon ng kahit isa man lang paboritong libro sa buhay nila. Dahil wala nang mas kawawa pa sa mga taong literado pero hindi nagbabasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso pag tinamaan ng pagmamahal. Yun nga lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sayo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? alam ba nilang pag natuto silang umibig e hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lang yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“kahit ikaw ay parang bato na manhid at walang pakiramdam, mag-ingat-ingat ka naman. dahil kahit ganyan ka, hindi nasasaktan, kaya mo namang makasakit.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ganyan talaga ang mga tao, pipihit-pihitin ang katotohanan hanggang sa sumang-ayon na ito sa kumportableng posisyon ng mga makasarili nilang puso."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa ring maghintay..kasi hindi ikaw ang priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw ang bida sa script na pinili nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi naman yung taong mahal mo ang mahirap kalimutan nung nawala sya sayo eh...kundi yung taong naging ikaw dahil sa kanya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marami na ang ayaw sa Pilipinas pero walang nagtatanong kung gusto sila ng Pilipinas..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wala namang masama sa pangingibang-bayan. Walang masama kung gusto mong lisanin ang barkong sa tingin mo'y papalubog na. Basta't wag mo lang hahagisan ng anumang pabigat ang barko habang pinagsusumikapan itong isalba ng ibang tao."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Kung paniniwalaan namin kayo na hindi naglaro ng tubig kahit na basa ang damit n’yo, kayo ang niloloko namin; Hindi kayo ang nakapanloloko.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walang taong manhid. Hindi niya lang talaga maintindihan kung ano ang gusto mong iparating dahil ayaw mo siyang diretsuhin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pare, isa kang totoong tao at walang halong kasinungalingan. In English, FACT you, pare. Totoo ka. In English, FACT you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila?  Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pakawalan mo yung mga bagay na nakakasakit sa iyo kahit na pinasasaya ka nito. Wag mong hintayin ang araw na sakit na lang ang nararamdaman mo at iniwan ka na ng kasiyahan mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal...nakakatakot mahulog...at kapag nahulog ka, it's either by accident or talagang tanga ka.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mag-aral maigi. Kung titigil ka sa pag-aaral, manghihinayang ka pagtanda mo dahil hindi mo naranasan ang kakaibang ligayang dulot ng mga araw na walang pasok o suspendido ang klase o absent ang teacher. (Haaay, sarap!)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nalaman kong marami palang libreng lecture sa mundo, ikaw ang gagawa ng syllabus. Maraming teacher sa labas ng eskuwelahan, desisyon mo kung kanino ka magpapaturo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lahat tayo enrolled ngayon sa isang university, maraming subject na mahirap, pero dahil libre, ikaw ang talo kung nag-drop ka. Isa-isa tayong ga-graduate, iba't-ibang paraan. tanging diploma ay ang mga alaala ng kung ano mang tulong o pagmamahal ang iniwan natin sa mundong pinangarap nating baguhin minsan...”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dalawang dekada ka lang mag-aaral. kung 'di mo pagtityagaan, limang dekada ng kahirapan ang kapalit. sobrang lugi. kung alam lang 'yan ng mga kabataan, sa pananaw ko eh walang gugustuhing umiwas sa eskwela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ayokong nasasanay sa mga bagay na pwede namang wala sa buhay ko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hinahanap mo nga ba ako o ang kawalan ko?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hindi dahil sa hindi mo naiintindihan ang isang bagay ay kasinungalingan na ito. at hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohanan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Masama akong tao, tulad mo, sa parehong paraan na mabuti kang tao, tulad ko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"iba ang walang ginagawa sa gumagawa ng wala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"iba ang informal gramar sa mali!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Para san ba ang cellphone na may camera? Kung kailangan sa buhay un, dapat matagal na kong patay." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-8465166270858411711?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8465166270858411711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=8465166270858411711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8465166270858411711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/8465166270858411711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2009/02/mga-quotes-ni-bob-ong.html' title='Mga Quotes ni BOB ONG :)'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1794028735963231173.post-4514597757859387180</id><published>2008-07-16T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:39:05.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so elegiac...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SH2Xc0Uwh_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOtHC2lqivU/s1600-h/potpot+taba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223497664157485042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SH2Xc0Uwh_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOtHC2lqivU/s320/potpot+taba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's been 3 days since my dog died. i'm sooo sad and though i've accepted the fact that he's gone forever, still i find it hard to move on especially when i'm at the house, sobrang hinahanap pa din namin ung presence niya. last monday night, when we're eating dinner, my mama uttered to me, "ubusin mo yang pagkain mo, wala na si potpot (my dog's name), wala nang kakain ng tira mo.." then, my tears fell down, i can't help it but to eat with teary eyed. . up to now, i still cry when i remember him. . :( i hope i can have another dog like him but i know there will be no other "potpot" that can replace his place in my heart. love him sooo much :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1794028735963231173-4514597757859387180?l=queenmaylyn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4514597757859387180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1794028735963231173&amp;postID=4514597757859387180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4514597757859387180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1794028735963231173/posts/default/4514597757859387180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenmaylyn.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-so-elegiac.html' title='i&apos;m so elegiac...'/><author><name>queen_maylyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10243268781100018959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/ScLp3yoY8aI/AAAAAAAAAG0/fftfqhiGNHk/S220/1_559532109l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7KOeh-zoBX0/SH2Xc0Uwh_I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lOtHC2lqivU/s72-c/potpot+taba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
