<?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-2859661302894265042</id><updated>2012-01-28T22:18:50.197+08:00</updated><category term='Hearts'/><category term='Bad Mood'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='Experinces'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='God/Christian Life'/><category term='Personal Thoughts'/><category term='InfoTech'/><category term='work'/><category term='God'/><category term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>L A  V I E</title><subtitle type='html'>A trust. A test. A temporary assignment.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2982440966207031592</id><published>2012-01-21T15:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T15:29:40.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>For all the wrongs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I apologize for everything I have done. For being a bitch all the time, for not listening to you and for judging you without getting to know you first.. Sorry if I&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;give a care. Sorry because I did not love you and treat you fair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Sorry because I am guilty for hating you with no reason. Sorry because I did not see you as a brother. Sorry because I am bad and I have hurt you many times. Sorry that I care less.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Just Sorry. I’m so sorry…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-2982440966207031592?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2982440966207031592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2982440966207031592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2982440966207031592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2982440966207031592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2012/01/for-all-wrongs.html' title='For all the wrongs.'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6212816998323020803</id><published>2011-11-26T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T12:02:57.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Just Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Nothing has changed. Ever since. The crowds are new. People come and go, yet nothing has changed. It's still the same problem, same issues with same faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Sometimes I wished I am someone, I wish I live in a different place facing different situations. I’m sick of telling my self that I was born for this. I’m sick of hearing the excuse that this was given to me because I am capable and strong enough. Now all I want to do is to scream. I really am tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;If a genie would appear right in front of me now, I would ask him to take me to a place where no one knows me. Away from everybody, away from anyone. I just want to have a real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/2859661302894265042-6212816998323020803?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6212816998323020803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6212816998323020803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6212816998323020803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6212816998323020803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-tired.html' title='Just Tired'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7892769896899207797</id><published>2011-11-20T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:09:43.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>five months missed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;So it’s been months since I updated this page. I was never that busy not to have time to write. But I am lazy as usual and so I missed to share the good and bad things happened in the last five months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well nothing big really happened and five months is not that long. I go out with my friends, had fun with my workmates, still loving my work and still facing the same old issue that I have within myself. And oh! Christmas is approaching. I wish I could spend time updating this blog in the coming days..:)&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/2859661302894265042-7892769896899207797?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7892769896899207797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7892769896899207797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7892769896899207797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7892769896899207797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/11/five-months-missed.html' title='five months missed'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6142988366760831121</id><published>2011-11-20T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:46:22.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Christmas Single</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Can&amp;#39;t help myself laughing as I listen and watch the video of this song..:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Christmas Single lyrics&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malamig ang simoy ng hangin&lt;br&gt;Mga bata sa labas na nangangaroling&lt;br&gt;Mga parol na patay sindi&lt;br&gt;Makukulay na palamuti sa Christmas tree, sa Christmas&lt;br&gt;tree&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naglalakad ka ng mag-isa walang kasama&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Chorus:&lt;br&gt;Kawawa ka naman at single ka ngayong pasko&lt;br&gt;Ilang taon ka ng ganyan&lt;br&gt;Ka-date mo nanaman ang nanay mo at&lt;br&gt;Bibili na lang ng Christmas card&lt;br&gt;At susulatan ko na lang ito&lt;br&gt;Ng Merry Christmas, Happy New Year to me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-single.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6142988366760831121?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6142988366760831121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6142988366760831121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6142988366760831121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6142988366760831121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-single.html' title='Christmas Single'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4757248190539344596</id><published>2011-06-22T22:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:00:53.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Systems QA to PM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It&amp;#39;s never easy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Three weeks ago,my team lead invites me for a talk. I never had a slightest idea that this talk will change my work  routine. I have been comfortable and good in QA team, been here for a year and so far, I don&amp;#39;t have problems with my tasks,with my schedule,with my workmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But on that day, our team lead informs me that the current Project Manager will be moving to another country and only had 1 month left in the company, and I will be taking her place. Surprised. Shocked. Flattered. Afraid. This is how I feel the moment I heared this news. I only got one month for training and I need to know everything about project management..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/systems-qa-to-pm.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4757248190539344596?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4757248190539344596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4757248190539344596' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4757248190539344596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4757248190539344596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/systems-qa-to-pm.html' title='Systems QA to PM'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2645829466487959342</id><published>2011-06-05T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:04:48.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dear God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I thank you for giving me this day.&lt;br&gt;For giving me another year to live,&lt;br&gt;For giving all these blessings,&lt;br&gt;For making me smile, for everything that you have done.&lt;br&gt;For twenty three years of loving, forgiving, and understanding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/twenty-three.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-2645829466487959342?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2645829466487959342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2645829466487959342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2645829466487959342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2645829466487959342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/twenty-three.html' title='Twenty Three'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6767648146940353987</id><published>2011-06-02T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:05:17.416+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>Happy One Year to ME..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Been working with JACM Software Services for a year TODAY.. seems like yesterday! I am forever grateful for the chance of working at this company. I love my job as system quality assurance. I have learn a lot things, developed my skills in testing systems and have acquired knowledge  in writing specs.  Tested projects and bugs..lots of it!, created reports and deal clients in product support.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-one-year-to-me.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6767648146940353987?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6767648146940353987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6767648146940353987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6767648146940353987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6767648146940353987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-one-year-to-me.html' title='Happy One Year to ME..!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3950084046635107575</id><published>2011-05-11T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:05:36.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Undecided</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For months now, I have been living my life apart from God’s presence. I can really say that.  Yes, God is everywhere and God is in everything, but that’s not my point. Although I enjoyed His daily blessings and favors, and interact with all His creations, I don’t experience Him in my heart. I pray yes, but sometimes, we speak all beautiful things in prayers, but don’t heartily mean it. I can see the difference between the ME way back, and the ME of today.  The problem is, I know all these things, I know the cause and the ways to out but I’m too lazy to give a damn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/05/undecided.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3950084046635107575?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3950084046635107575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3950084046635107575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3950084046635107575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3950084046635107575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/05/undecided.html' title='Undecided'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7515321173691754586</id><published>2011-05-01T19:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:05:57.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Same Team</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"&gt;You told me you like me. I&amp;#39;m flattered, but I&amp;#39;m not interested. Wanna know why? I like someone else. And guess what, this someone else likes someone, which unfortunately is not me:(. So you like me, I like him, he likes her! It&amp;#39;s a playful world!I&amp;#39;m telling you, the feeling of being rejected, taken for granted, and being just an option, they are so familiar to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/05/dawat-dawat-lang.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-7515321173691754586?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7515321173691754586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7515321173691754586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7515321173691754586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7515321173691754586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/05/dawat-dawat-lang.html' title='Same Team'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2685365449959146917</id><published>2011-04-28T12:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:06:25.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>No Strings Attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;I am like Emma in the movie No Strings Attached.I am scared to fall in love. I don’t like the person I turned out to when I fall in love. I so love her line that says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;“If we were in a relationship I&amp;#39;d become a weird scary version of myself, and my throat starts constricting, the walls start throbbing, it&amp;#39;s like a peanut allergy. It&amp;#39;s like an emotional peanut allergy”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-strings-attached.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-2685365449959146917?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2685365449959146917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2685365449959146917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2685365449959146917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2685365449959146917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-strings-attached.html' title='No Strings Attached'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8532387256308452660</id><published>2011-04-12T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:56:53.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Back Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Stop right there, I'm telling you..there is nothing more to come. Just stop coming around, stop everything that you're doing. Don't misinterpret my actions, I am just sweet and friendly at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Please stop it, while I'm still treating you good. Believe me, I can be a bitch. Don't force me to hate you,because I used to hate people like you, really. So please back off. Understand, be sensitive and know the boundaries. There's a line that I created, don't' you ever dare cross it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-8532387256308452660?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8532387256308452660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8532387256308452660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8532387256308452660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8532387256308452660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-off.html' title='Back Off'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7470175100781240588</id><published>2011-04-04T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:07:02.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Escapade at Maxima</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;This is one of the best moments I have with my office mates, although I enjoyed my everyday with them, this adventure in Maxima is exceptional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_p1hLV_5y8/TZl0Sm0gchI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4HCseETnTLs/s1600/SDC13335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_p1hLV_5y8/TZl0Sm0gchI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4HCseETnTLs/s320/SDC13335.JPG" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/04/team-escapade-at-maxima.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-7470175100781240588?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7470175100781240588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7470175100781240588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7470175100781240588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7470175100781240588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/04/team-escapade-at-maxima.html' title='Team Escapade at Maxima'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W_p1hLV_5y8/TZl0Sm0gchI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4HCseETnTLs/s72-c/SDC13335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-133759715647524417</id><published>2011-02-25T12:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:12:54.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i super love Damon Salvatore!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvc-9TnY1-c/TWcuH8o5svI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GmWSaXCiQyA/s1600/damon-salvatore-pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvc-9TnY1-c/TWcuH8o5svI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GmWSaXCiQyA/s320/damon-salvatore-pic.jpg" width="240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-super-love-damon-salvatore.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-133759715647524417?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/133759715647524417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=133759715647524417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/133759715647524417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/133759715647524417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-super-love-damon-salvatore.html' title='i super love Damon Salvatore!!!!!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xvc-9TnY1-c/TWcuH8o5svI/AAAAAAAAAaI/GmWSaXCiQyA/s72-c/damon-salvatore-pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3659162778979297567</id><published>2011-02-23T15:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:11:09.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Complicated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Now who says being obsessed with a person who doesn’t have any idea how you felt is easy? I’m telling you.. it sucks! You pretend you were cool, that you were friends, and you act as if he doesn’t exits when you were in fact aware of everything that he do! You can’t talk to him all the time because you’re afraid he might notice you were falling for him. You get jealous when he flirted with other girls but you don’t have a right to get mad. You want to get away from that obsession; you plan to avoid him and to stop thinking about him but with just one text, one smile and one word from his mouth, you will just freakin’ forget everything that you planned!! It’s so frustrating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-complicated.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3659162778979297567?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3659162778979297567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3659162778979297567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3659162778979297567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3659162778979297567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-complicated.html' title='It&apos;s Complicated'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6714667244914326304</id><published>2011-02-18T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:11:33.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Na disappoint jud ko!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Courier&amp;quot;,monospace;"&gt;1. Ang purpose sa youth night is para maka-invite ug youth to introduce God. Nganung naay entrance fee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Courier&amp;quot;,monospace;"&gt;2. Dako ra kaayo ang entrance fee ug sorry pero pangit kaayo ang presentation na maskin half sa fee dili worth pambayad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Courier&amp;quot;,monospace;"&gt;3. Unsaon pg-invite ug dghan if ana?Mao gani gi-organize siya para managhan ang tao.Pag sure uie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-disappoint-jud-ko.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6714667244914326304?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6714667244914326304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6714667244914326304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6714667244914326304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6714667244914326304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-disappoint-jud-ko.html' title='Na disappoint jud ko!!!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8968378144995912244</id><published>2011-02-13T18:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:12:00.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Love is in the air !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfA-oQJOzmo/TVe1JqDDEeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cHnZ2iYaK-w/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfA-oQJOzmo/TVe1JqDDEeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cHnZ2iYaK-w/s200/images.jpeg" width="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IiHMseO6eck/TVez2jyzbYI/AAAAAAAAAaA/wxFqqGDYi7s/s1600/azk14-valentine-heart1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It’s February!! And why do people get so excited during February? Because this is the month of the year where you’ll see heart decorations everywhere you go. Yes! It’s love month!!! Lovers go to a romantic date, take a long walk, give presents, exchange sweet nothings.. everything that expresses love. And if you’ll ask me how will I spend Valentines Day? Here’s my answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-is-in-air.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-8968378144995912244?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8968378144995912244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8968378144995912244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8968378144995912244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8968378144995912244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air !!!!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YfA-oQJOzmo/TVe1JqDDEeI/AAAAAAAAAaE/cHnZ2iYaK-w/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7961922398135351532</id><published>2010-12-31T13:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:14:38.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 in 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx" rel="themeData"&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml" rel="colorSchemeMapping"&gt;    &lt;m:smallfrac m:val="off"&gt;    &lt;m:dispdef&gt;    &lt;m:lmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:rmargin m:val="0"&gt;    &lt;m:defjc m:val="centerGroup"&gt;    &lt;m:wrapindent m:val="1440"&gt;    &lt;m:intlim m:val="subSup"&gt;    &lt;m:narylim m:val="undOvr"&gt;   &lt;/m:narylim&gt;&lt;/m:intlim&gt; &lt;/m:wrapindent&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:"Cambria Math";	panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:roman;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1107304683 0 0 159 0;}@font-face	{font-family:Calibri;	panose-1:2 15 5 2 2 2 4 3 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750139 0 0 159 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-unhide:no;	mso-style-qformat:yes;	mso-style-parent:"";	margin-top:0in;	margin-right:0in;	margin-bottom:10.0pt;	margin-left:0in;	line-height:115%;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:11.0pt;	font-family:"Calibri","sans-serif";	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";}.MsoChpDefault	{mso-style-type:export-only;	mso-default-props:yes;	font-size:10.0pt;	mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;	mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;	mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;	mso-fareast-font-family:Calibri;	mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;    &lt;/m:defjc&gt;&lt;/m:rmargin&gt;&lt;/m:lmargin&gt;&lt;/m:dispdef&gt;&lt;/m:smallfrac&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;So we are about to say hello to 2011 and say goodbye to 2010. It’s good to take a little time to look back and see what major thing happened to us during 2010. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;Here’s my top 10:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-10-in-2010.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-7961922398135351532?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7961922398135351532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7961922398135351532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7961922398135351532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7961922398135351532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/12/top-10-in-2010.html' title='Top 10 in 2010'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TR1wVNkA-2I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/1ObslMq_-ds/s72-c/35944_136397663062914_100000780447427_167555_7584683_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-510057780328357041</id><published>2010-12-25T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:15:05.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redefining Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;So it’s Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;I can’t help myself smiling every time I see this commercial on TV about a disappointed young man who has been turned down by the girl he just courted. His final line put an impact on everybody especially the teens. “Ayokong mapasama sa Samahan ng Malalamig ang Pasko (SMP)” .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/12/redefining-christmas.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-510057780328357041?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/510057780328357041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=510057780328357041' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/510057780328357041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/510057780328357041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/12/redefining-christmas.html' title='Redefining Christmas'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2868966062395572062</id><published>2010-11-29T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:15:36.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Play..Pause..Rewind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;Courier&amp;quot;,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is my favorite hobby: to think, to plan. And my not so favorite hobby is to put everything into action. So I’m the type of a person who plans to fail eight of ten. All my life, I always had plans. And everyday, all I realized is that I’m not doing something, because I am lazy. Now I’m twenty-two and looking back, I’ve figured out there so much that I’ve missed, there’s so much that I’m not doing and there’s so much that I have wasted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/11/playpause-rewind.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-2868966062395572062?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2868966062395572062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2868966062395572062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2868966062395572062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2868966062395572062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/11/playpause-rewind.html' title='Play..Pause..Rewind'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4365051455531675029</id><published>2010-11-20T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:31:35.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Reset Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;My pulse is getting fast&lt;br&gt;My heart is gonna crash&lt;br&gt;Hey I got something to say to you&lt;br&gt;We&amp;#39;ve been on overdrive&lt;br&gt;Maybe we should take some time apart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m always on the road and putting on a show&lt;br&gt;I know you&amp;#39;re really trying to keep up with me&lt;br&gt;Baby we&amp;#39;re compatible&lt;br&gt;But you must be sick of all the bull &lt;br&gt;I pull on you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/11/reset-lyrics.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4365051455531675029?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4365051455531675029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4365051455531675029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4365051455531675029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4365051455531675029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/11/reset-lyrics.html' title='Reset Lyrics'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1389293610229766662</id><published>2010-10-10T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:32:24.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>another round of Stupid Mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Courier New&amp;#39;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;It’s been a week  after I made a stupid mistake again. I thought I’ve learned my lessons after all these years,after everything that happened in my life,  but I was wrong . And thinking about it for a week  now makes me sick .  I regretted everything but I know that the damage has been done and I can never turn back time.  So here I am, living guilty, miserable and discouraged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Courier New&amp;#39;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Courier New&amp;#39;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;And so I started to hate myself again, like I did at some point in my life before. I am so disappointed and frustrated, I even lost self respect.  And through this, I have come to know the real me. Yes, the real me, so full of fake stuffs.  Pretending to be strong, pretending to be good, to be moral, to be Christian, to be well rounded. But I am NOT. Because I am weak and shaky and I don’t live a christian way. Everything about me is a lie. Nothing is real. I don’t want myself anymore. I just don’t freakin want it. I’m sick and tired of all my excuses. Now I don’t want to justify myself, because like every normal person, I just can’t live a perfect life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Courier New&amp;#39;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-round-of-stupid-mistake.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-1389293610229766662?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1389293610229766662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1389293610229766662' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1389293610229766662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1389293610229766662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-round-of-stupid-mistake.html' title='another round of Stupid Mistake'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1794217037955038941</id><published>2010-09-27T18:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:32:51.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>It started with a joke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It all stared with a joke; just for fun, just for laugh. Maybe partly, it was my fault, because I shared the joke. But is it bad? It’s not that serious or confidential or what. It is purely joke!!! Why does it have to end like this? He was offended to me and I  am offended by her.  For Christ’s sake, this is so childish!! I don’t’ see the point. Why are they making this issue so big? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My side. I shared it because I thought it’s funny and until now, I will stand for what I thought. It is indeed funny, and there’s nothing harm on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-started-with-joke.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-1794217037955038941?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1794217037955038941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1794217037955038941' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1794217037955038941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1794217037955038941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/it-started-with-joke.html' title='It started with a joke'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-241628622596937701</id><published>2010-09-21T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:44:26.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Dull Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's a dull Tuesday again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm not in the mood, I'm not interested to anything. I don't wanna talk, I don't wanna do anything. I don't wanna be friendly. I don't want to feel anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sigh...&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/2859661302894265042-241628622596937701?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/241628622596937701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=241628622596937701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/241628622596937701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/241628622596937701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/dull-tuesday.html' title='Dull Tuesday'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8437229682057789437</id><published>2010-09-16T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:22:29.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>.. the people I worked with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TJEdXJ-N2tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zlvK4zJEsmc/s1600/6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="153" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517223302156638930" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TJEdXJ-N2tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zlvK4zJEsmc/s400/6.jpg" style="display: block; height: 123px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dev and QA team of Jacm Software Services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TJEL6i8yQiI/AAAAAAAAAY8/pq4voYMIpTI/s1600/5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-8437229682057789437?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8437229682057789437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8437229682057789437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8437229682057789437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8437229682057789437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-my-work-and-people-i-worked-with.html' title='.. the people I worked with'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TJEdXJ-N2tI/AAAAAAAAAZU/zlvK4zJEsmc/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-570961596833817384</id><published>2010-09-15T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:44:52.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Night Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Tonight is my third night working in Night Shift sched and only God knows if I will be able to survive until the end of the week .I only sleep almost 3-4 hours at day. Oh oh oh!!!. Can I make it Lord? I'm about to give up..seems I'm floating all the time and my head and eyes hurts. My eye bugs grow bigger each day and I totally looked hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Heeeeelllllpppp...T.T&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/2859661302894265042-570961596833817384?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/570961596833817384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=570961596833817384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/570961596833817384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/570961596833817384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/night-life.html' title='Night Life'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5983670576284464435</id><published>2010-09-14T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:45:13.776+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even if I hate you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even if I don’t want to see you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even if I want to stop thinking about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even if I want to totally forget you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I still missed you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed you so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am again, Heart vs Mind dilemma..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;**..sigh..**&lt;sigh&gt;&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sigh style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sigh&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5983670576284464435?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5983670576284464435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5983670576284464435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5983670576284464435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5983670576284464435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4078061540655792318</id><published>2010-09-09T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:33:39.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>sweet and spicy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Flowers and chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sweet Promises of forever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Happy together days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Butterflies in my chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Picture perfect memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Chuckles and giggles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Lovesick fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/spicy-games.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4078061540655792318?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4078061540655792318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4078061540655792318' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4078061540655792318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4078061540655792318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/spicy-games.html' title='sweet and spicy'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2680354793972336667</id><published>2010-09-01T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:34:03.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>i am REGULAR!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5OOyNihDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DP80Y4yzP4k/s1600/SDC16052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511929009851761714" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5OOyNihDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DP80Y4yzP4k/s320/SDC16052.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 192px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Today is September 1, 2010, my third month here in JACM. I worked as QA here and so far I have no regrets and negative comments on my work. I love my work and the people I worked with. I consider this as a blessing and I know not everyone was given the chance to be in my shoe. My work is good and my teammates are great. the management is worthy enough of my trust and dedication.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today is September 1, 2010. My team leader talked to me a while ago and told me about the good news I never really expected. On my third month, I am already a regular employee of JACM Software Services. I owed this to the team for being so nice to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;me, to the DEV team for understanding me, and to every people in JACM.I love you all.:)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-regular.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-2680354793972336667?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2680354793972336667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2680354793972336667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2680354793972336667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2680354793972336667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-am-regular.html' title='i am REGULAR!!!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5OOyNihDI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DP80Y4yzP4k/s72-c/SDC16052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6087215991529967162</id><published>2010-08-19T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:46:02.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There are two person ruining my every day for weeks now. They are really getting into my nerves and they made by day a very , very, very bad one!!!! I just can’t understand why there people who were borne hard-headed, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lisud kayo pasabton&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bugo.&lt;/span&gt; Idiot. Stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the two of you are reading this, listen, I said NO.NO is a NO and no one can ever change my mind about that. Do you understand? What can I do to make you understand? You two are really annoying me. Will you just please leave me alone???Leave me alone and get lost!!!!&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-6087215991529967162?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6087215991529967162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6087215991529967162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6087215991529967162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6087215991529967162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/pissed-off.html' title='Pissed Off'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8723921193442053470</id><published>2010-08-19T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:46:14.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Sleepless Nights Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My work schedule will be changed to mid-shift from 3pm-12mn alternate with night shift 9pm-6am..Hmmm..Can I handle this? Yes, of course. I am trained to this way back college. I am very much used to overnight works and sleepless nights. But the problem is, how will I sleep during the day? It’s so hot and it’s so noisy and every reason for me not to be able to sleep well exists..!!!T.T..This is my dilemma right now and I just can’t think of a solution for this. I can’t afford to rent an air-conditioned room. Hayyyyyzzz…!!..:(&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/2859661302894265042-8723921193442053470?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8723921193442053470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8723921193442053470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8723921193442053470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8723921193442053470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepless-nights-again.html' title='Sleepless Nights Again'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7720102263108358490</id><published>2010-08-13T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:35:07.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Paradox Of Our Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We have bigger houses and smaller families,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/paradox-of-our-time.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-7720102263108358490?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7720102263108358490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7720102263108358490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7720102263108358490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7720102263108358490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/paradox-of-our-time.html' title='Paradox Of Our Time'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-51832606930310394</id><published>2010-08-10T10:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T23:36:01.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Just a Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My board mate is brokenhearted. This is the second day that she acted so stupid. Yes, for me, everything is so stupid. But she acted so hurt and depressed and brokenhearted. She cried in her bed almost wished to die. But I don’t see the point .The reason for all this crap is because her long time crush is getting married. You see, I don’t really understand why she’s acting like that. It was just a crush for God’s sake! How much pain she could get from that? Or was it really love that she felt that’s why she’s hurting? Now this brought me to a deeper thought.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/out-of-nowhere.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-51832606930310394?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/51832606930310394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=51832606930310394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/51832606930310394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/51832606930310394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/08/out-of-nowhere.html' title='Just a Thought'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6358685395321942148</id><published>2010-07-30T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:48:10.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Mood'/><title type='text'>Dull Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CJACM%7E1.PEG%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Today is Friday, a very boring day for me. I just don’t know why. Everything‘s so boring. The sun, the water, the food, the people, the jeep, the computer, my cell phone, the mirror…everything..!!&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/2859661302894265042-6358685395321942148?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6358685395321942148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6358685395321942148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6358685395321942148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6358685395321942148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/dull-friday.html' title='Dull Friday'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3046269955720961750</id><published>2010-07-26T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:49:08.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>No More Dry Lips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For a week now, I’ve suffered this dry lips problem.  I hate it and I guess nobody loves to have it in the first place.. I don’t know how it started, I just woke up one day and it’s there already. So because one of my motto in life says “ if you know nothing about it, Google it!!”, I searched on ways how to get rid of it and tried to apply it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;In fairness, the advice is effective. Bad for me because I found it out late, I mean it took me days to realize that the cure is just in the internet. Anyways, now I don’t suffer it anymore, thanks to the hot water +lip balm treatment, itreally works. After two days therapy, gone is the dry lips problem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-3046269955720961750?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3046269955720961750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3046269955720961750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3046269955720961750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3046269955720961750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/no-more-dry-lips.html' title='No More Dry Lips!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8143540969574965470</id><published>2010-07-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:40:01.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>A message for someone I know so well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;So you are hurting again. And why is that so? You are complaining that life is unfair, well life is really unfair, it is supposed to be unfair, and you should have known that. You said you are happy, then why are you acting like that? You said you’ve moved on, then why stay all night thinking about the past? You said you have forgiven, but why wish something bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Get up you hypocrite! You can fool everyone; make them believe all this crap, but you can never fool yourself. You know that these are all lies and you know that you’re a loser. Know what your problem is? You kept on looking back, you never step forward, and you want to convince everyone that everything’s good, that you are in command and that you need no one. You decided to do something, set some goals, and took the first step in achieving it. But you were so filled, so distracted, and so occupied with useless things so you kept on coming back to where you started. And this made you like a gyroscope, spinning, moving and turning around but never going any where.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;When will you finally realize that life is just so short to be wasted on crap? Help yourself out kid; you only have yourself to help you. Live the things you’ve learned. You know almost all good things, what’s the use of it all when you’ll not apply it? Don’t live full of hate and regrets, all things worked together for good. You can cry for all your life but that would be a waste. While the people you hate are happy and healthy, you are left miserable. Will you allow that? So get up on your knees, please. One day, you will realize the value of everything, the reason for everything, and you will be very thankful for all the tears you’ve shed. Someday, everything will make sense. But for now, learn to step forward. Don’t hurt yourself of the things not worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;So you are hurting gain. Just let go. Learn to let go…&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/2859661302894265042-8143540969574965470?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8143540969574965470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8143540969574965470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8143540969574965470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8143540969574965470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/message-for-someone-i-know-so-well.html' title='A message for someone I know so well'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6156843363631469129</id><published>2010-07-20T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:49:48.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Just When I Thought I Was Over You</title><content type='html'>Here I Am Just When I Thought I Was Over You- Air Supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TEVGuhpbZRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1ay0yun1dzk/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TEVGuhpbZRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1ay0yun1dzk/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495876685395617042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing with those memories again&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought time had set me free&lt;br /&gt;Those thoughts of you keep taunting me&lt;br /&gt;Holding you, a feeling I never outgrew&lt;br /&gt;Though each and every part of me has tried&lt;br /&gt;Only you can fill that space inside&lt;br /&gt;So there's no sense pretending&lt;br /&gt;My heart it's not mending&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without you&lt;br /&gt;On my own I've tried to make the best of it alone&lt;br /&gt;I've done everything I can to ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;But only you can stop the rain&lt;br /&gt;I just can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I was over you&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought I could stand on my own&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without&lt;br /&gt;Go on without&lt;br /&gt;It's just no good without you&lt;br /&gt;Without you, without you, without you&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, those memories come crashing through&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on without... YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6156843363631469129?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6156843363631469129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6156843363631469129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6156843363631469129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6156843363631469129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-when-i-thought-i-was-over-you.html' title='Just When I Thought I Was Over You'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TEVGuhpbZRI/AAAAAAAAAVY/1ay0yun1dzk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8333860158258186106</id><published>2010-07-20T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:50:23.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-8333860158258186106?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8333860158258186106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8333860158258186106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8333860158258186106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8333860158258186106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!!'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3315949275096850647</id><published>2010-07-18T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:50:45.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>tHe way i aM some tiMe aGo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I have just read something from someone today that reminded me of myself years ago. I was totally like her. Her views in life, her reasons, her priciples, her beliefs. I used to be just exactly like her. But that was before, that was when I believed I was strong, sane and well-rounded.  When life for me was easy, when I have not yet encountered the so-beautifully called word LOVE.  When fall in love, my ideas and my outlooks in life was changed. And just when I thought I was strong and almost perfect, I have realized that I am shaky after all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once totally like her. But now everything has changed. I would like to comment to her post but I just can’t. I don’t want to agree to her because long time ago, I ate the words that i used to say. I do the things I swear I would not do. I would like to tell her that things will be different someday, but I know she can’t understand, just exactly like me before. I never understand everything. For me, if you just want things to happen, it will happen. But I was wrong. Well, maybe that was for my case. I hope she is different from me, her ending will not end just as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I don’t really want to say something about anything, I have learned to keep my mouth shut- less talk, less mistake. I have been to those times, I used to stand for those principles, but I’m not strong enough to stand for it forever. For them who are still on their way, I wish they will not going to be like me, because it’s depressing. I will just pray for them. I hope they are that strong..I really hoped so..&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-3315949275096850647?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3315949275096850647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3315949275096850647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3315949275096850647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3315949275096850647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/way-i-am-some-time-ago.html' title='tHe way i aM some tiMe aGo..'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7032106300307019309</id><published>2010-07-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:51:02.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Forevermore lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We used to sing this song together...if you'll hear this wherever you are now, would you remember?=( ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Please hear me out my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I've something to say that's from within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; It's a last memory, try to think back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'll help you see…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; All of those nights we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; All of those days you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I just wanna love you forevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And I wanna hold you just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And maybe someday, we might just find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And we can love forevermore…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If I could turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I would have never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And you would still be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; But here I am crying all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; All of the LOVE we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; All of the TIME  you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I just wanna love you forevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And I wanna hold you just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And maybe someday, we might just find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And we can love forevermore…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Oh I'm lost without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Oh tell me what should I do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Now that you're gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I can't go on alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'm a lonely man, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I need you again……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I just wanna love you forevermore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And I wanna hold you just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And maybe someday, we might just find a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And we can love forevermore…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lyrics:  http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/j/jed_madela/#share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/2859661302894265042-7032106300307019309?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7032106300307019309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7032106300307019309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7032106300307019309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7032106300307019309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/forevermore-lyrics.html' title='Forevermore lyrics'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-798176745988657910</id><published>2010-07-12T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:51:15.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Angels Cry lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mariah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I shouldn't have walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I would've stayed if you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We could've made everything OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But we just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Threw the blame back and forth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We treated love like a sport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The final blow hit so low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm still on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I couldn't have prepared myself for this fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Shattered in pieces curled on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Super natural love conquers all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;'Member we used to touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lightning don't strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The same place twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We let it drift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Ne-Yo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I thought we'd be forever and always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You were serenity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You took away the bad days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Didn't always treat you right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But it was OK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I do somethin' stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And you still stay with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But you can only go for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Doing the one you claim to love wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Before too much is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Find your love gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We were so good together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;How come we could not weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;This storm and just do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Why did we say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;'Cause lightning don't strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The same place twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We let it drift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;http://www.elyricsworld.com/angel_cry_lyrics_mariah_carey_ft_ne-yo.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mariah &amp;amp; Ne-Yo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;C'mon babe can't our love be revived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Bring it back and we gon' make it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm on the edge just tryin' to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby I'm missin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby I'm missin' you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Don't allow love to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We gotta ride it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lightning don't strike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The same place twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you and I said goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I felt the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;True love's a gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But we let it slip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I feel the angels cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh babe, the angels cry&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/2859661302894265042-798176745988657910?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/798176745988657910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=798176745988657910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/798176745988657910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/798176745988657910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/angels-cry-lyrics.html' title='Angels Cry lyrics'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2402575366640387262</id><published>2010-07-12T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:51:59.790+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>loOking bAck...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed my childhood days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when all I do is laugh and run and dance and climb and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I don’t have to worry about anything because I leave everything to my parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when happiness equals candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I sleep at night with my mama and papa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when my mama told me stories that until now I could still recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I attended Flores de Mayo every month of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I get very much excited when the fiesta is coming to town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I get fascinated with simple stuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…when I was so innocent and know nothing about life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed the TV shows I used to watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…spongebob, bubu chacah, jodi, sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…five man, jet man, mask rider, vr troupers, power rangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…dragon league, transformers, Jefferson, digimon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…voltes V, ghost fighter, gundam wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…dragon balls, lupen, Hercules, pokemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed my elementary days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…flag ceremony and daily exercise (I am one of the leaders)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…the cheating arrangement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…dance practice, cleaners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…stitching, gardening,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…honor contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…my first crush , first enemy, first seatmate and first teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…school competitions where we never won!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…multiplication table, flash cards, books, activity workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…Christmas party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…sem break=projects!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…caimito, santol, manga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…tumba-lata, tubigay, tigsu, takyan, chinis, bending, taguan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed my childhood crushes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;… the fast beat of my heart whenever he comes near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…kilig moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…the paduding, pacute and papansin strategies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…he loves me, he loves me not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…flames, love, love %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed my high school days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…welcome girls: edel, maming, tin, jhe, mae ann, soy2, em2, joy, mazda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…circle of lunch: juhanz, honey, airene, juvelyn, ichang, lovely, jenny ann, Christine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…monthly culminations, quiz bee, declamation, slogan contest, drama, debate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…dbc practice, KADAYAWAN festival, PANGAPOG festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…hcb night, student-teachers week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…foundation day, cheer dance, love knot, film showing, search for ms hcb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…Babak fiesta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…prelim and periodical exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…fourth year retreat, kuya gary..the one I admire so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…st teresa and st peter class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed ex-boyfriend(s..with S!!!LOL)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…the guys whom I gave my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…happy and sad moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…dating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…heaven and hell experiences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…unli call, sun simcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…LQ, reconciliation, forgiveness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…old photographs..pictures of happy moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…inspired poems, expressions of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…sweet nothings, kisses and chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…valentines day, monthsary, anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…trust, betrayal, broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…tears in my pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…mistakes committed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed my SCHOLARS family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…brandel, jed, chester, jhong, blitz, junjun, cris, jean, rizza, sherly, karen, erma.mhai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…kuya rej, ate mera, agnes, dandan, hazel, tyke, kuya matt, ate violy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed the Killerers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;…jaymar, kate, melgar, jalil, Hannah, angel, jodah, vanessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I missed everything in my life. The moments when I’m happy and sad, frustrated and victorious, noisy and silent. We will only pass this way once so let us treasure everything, enjoy life and be happy!! Life is a gift, we should not waste it on crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-2402575366640387262?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2402575366640387262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2402575366640387262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2402575366640387262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2402575366640387262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-missed.html' title='loOking bAck...'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-656911589239391204</id><published>2010-07-09T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:52:11.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>Love The Way You Lie lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And watch me burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And hear me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't tell you what it really is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can only tell you what it feels like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And right now there's a steel knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In my windpipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But I still fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;While I can fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As long as the wrong feels right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's like I'm in flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;High of a love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Drunk from the hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's like I'm huffing paint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I love it the more that I suffer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I sufficate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And right before im about to drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She resuscitates me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She fucking hates me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Where you going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm leaving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;No you ain't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We're running right back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here we go again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's so insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause when it's going good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's going great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm Superman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;With the wind in his bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;She's Lois Lane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But when it's bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's awful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I feel so ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I snap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Who's that dude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I don't even know his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I laid hands on her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll never stoop so low again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I guess I don't know my own strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And watch me burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And hear me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You ever love somebody so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can barely breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you're with them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And neither one of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even know what hit 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Got that warm fuzzy feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yeah them chills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Used to get 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now you're getting fucking sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Of looking at 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You swore you've never hit 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Never do nothing to hurt 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now you're in each other's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Spewing venom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And these words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you spit 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You push&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pull each other's hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Scratch, claw, bit 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Throw 'em down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pin 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So lost in the moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When you're in 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's the rage that took over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It controls you both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So they say it's best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To go your separate ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Guess that they don't know ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That was yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Yesterday is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's a different day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Sound like broken records&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Playin' over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But you promised her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Next time you'll show restraint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You don't get another chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Life is no Nintendo game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But you lied again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now you get to watch her leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Out the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Guess that's why they call it window pane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And watch me burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And hear me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now I know we said things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Did things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That we didn't mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And we fall back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Into the same patterns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Same routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But your temper's just as bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As mine is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You're the same as me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But when it comes to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You're just as blinded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby please come back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It wasn't you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Baby it was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe our relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Isn't as crazy as it seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe that's what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When a tornado meets a volcano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;All I know is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love you too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To walk away though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Come inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Pick up your bags off the sidewalk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Don't you hear sincerity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;In my voice when I talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Told you this is my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Look me in the eyeball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Next time I'm pissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'll aim my fist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;At the dry wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There will be no next time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I apologize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Even though I know it's lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm tired of the games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I just want her back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I know I'm a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If she ever tries to fucking leave again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'mma tie her to the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And set the house on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And watch me burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And hear me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But that's alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Because I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I love the way you lie&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/2859661302894265042-656911589239391204?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/656911589239391204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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My head is aching and my eyes hurt. I have flu, and this all started when I cleaned our boarding house. I swear I will never ever clean our boarding house again! Had I known it earlier, I’d rather kiss all the dusts and dirt than to suffer this kind of s***t. I really don’t understand why I get sick because of that. I swept and mop the floor, applied floor wax on it and that’s all. In the afternoon, I’m starting to feel something bad at night, I having colds. The next day, I already suffered from fever..I really, really, really hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5932418032663925492?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5932418032663925492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5932418032663925492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5932418032663925492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6862888201260262185</id><published>2010-07-01T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:52:58.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>The Man Who Can't Be Moved lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Going Back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gonna camp in my  sleeping bag I'm not gonna move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Got some words on cardboard, got your  picture in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;saying, "if you see this girl can you tell her  where I am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Some try to hand me money, they don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm  not broke I'm just a broken hearted man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I know it makes no sense but  what else can I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause  If one day you wake up and find your missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and your heart  starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thinking maybe you'll  come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And you'll see me waiting  for you on our corner of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not  moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Policeman says, "son you can't stay here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I said,  "there's someone I'm waiting for If it's a day, a month, a year"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gotta  stand my ground even if it rains or snows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If she changes her mind  this is the first place she will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause If one day you wake up  and find your missing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;and your heart starts to wonder where on  this earth I could be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the  place that we'd meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner  of the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm not moving,  I'm not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There  are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe i'll  get famous as the man who can't be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Maybe you wont mean to but  you'll see me on the news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And you'll come running to the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;cause  you'll know it's just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Im the man who can't be moved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chorus  2x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Going Back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Gonna camp  in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move&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/2859661302894265042-6862888201260262185?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6862888201260262185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6862888201260262185' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2541337873657080893</id><published>2010-07-01T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:53:15.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>President Aquino: Kayo ang boss ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TCv6pzlE2sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/VJ6O7F0Bfxo/s1600/600nppa_naquino5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TCv6pzlE2sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/VJ6O7F0Bfxo/s320/600nppa_naquino5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488756167008377538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us pray for President Noynoy. Sana nga ay matupad ang lahat nang  sinabi niya. We will hope for this Pres., and we will pray for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;June 30, 2010&lt;br /&gt;Quirino Grandstand&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;His Excellency Jose Ramos Horta, Former President Fidel V. Ramos, Former  President Joseph Estrada, Senate President Juan Ponce Enrile and members of the  Senate, House Speaker Prospero Nograles and members of the House, justices of  the Supreme Court, members of the foreign delegations,Your Excellencies of the  diplomatic corps, fellow colleagues in government, aking mga kababayan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang pagtayo ko dito ngayon ay patunay na kayo ang aking tunay na lakas. Hindi  ko inakala na darating tayo sa puntong ito, na ako’y manunumpa sa harap ninyo  bilang inyong Pangulo. Hindi ko pinangarap maging tagapagtaguyod ng pag-asa at  tagapagmana ng mga suliranin ng ating bayan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang layunin ko sa buhay ay simple lang: maging tapat sa aking mga magulang at  sa bayan bilang isang marangal na anak, mabait na kuya, at mabuting  mamamayan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nilabanan ng aking ama ang diktaturya at ibinuwis niya ang kanyang buhay para  tubusin ang ating demokrasya. Inalay ng aking ina ang kanyang buhay upang  pangalagaan ang demokrasyang ito. Ilalaan ko ang aking buhay para siguraduhin na  ang ating demokrasya ay kapaki-pakinabang sa bawat isa. Namuhunan na kami ng  dugo at handang gawin itong muli kung kinakailangan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tanyag man ang aking mga magulang at ang kanilang mga nagawa, alam ko rin ang  problema ng ordinaryong mamamayan. Alam nating lahat ang pakiramdam na magkaroon  ng pamahalaang bulag at bingi. Alam natin ang pakiramdam na mapagkaitan ng  hustisya, na mabalewala ng mga taong pinagkatiwalaan at inatasan nating maging  ating tagapagtanggol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kayo ba ay minsan ring nalimutan ng pamahalaang inyong iniluklok sa puwesto?  Ako rin. Kayo ba ay nagtiis na sa trapiko para lamang masingitan ng isang  naghahari-hariang de-wangwang sa kalsada? Ako rin. Kayo ba ay sawang-sawa na sa  pamahalaang sa halip na magsilbi sa taumbayan ay kailangan pa nila itong  pagpasensiyahan at tiisin? Ako rin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Katulad ninyo ako. Marami na sa atin ang bumoto gamit ang kanilang paa –  nilisan na nila ang ating bansa sa kanilang paghahanap ng pagbabago at  katahimikan. Tiniis nila ang hirap, sinugod ang panganib sa ibang bansa dahil  doon may pag-asa kahit kaunti na dito sa atin ay hindi nila nakikita. Sa iilang  sandali na sarili ko lang ang aking inaalala, pati ako ay napag-isip din –  talaga bang hindi na mababago ang pamamahala natin dito? Hindi kaya nasa ibang  bansa ang katahimikang hinahanap ko? Saan ba nakasulat na kailangang puro  pagtitiis ang tadhana ng Pilipino?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ngayon, sa araw na ito – dito magwawakas ang pamumunong manhid sa mga daing  ng taumbayan. Hindi si Noynoy ang gumawa ng paraan, kayo ang dahilan kung bakit  ngayon, magtatapos na ang pagtitiis ng sambayanan. Ito naman ang umpisa ng  kalbaryo ko, ngunit kung marami tayong magpapasan ng krus ay kakayanin natin  ito, gaano man kabigat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa tulong ng wastong pamamahala sa mga darating na taon, maiibsan din ang  marami nating problema. Ang tadhana ng Pilipino ay babalik sa tamang kalagayan,  na sa bawat taon pabawas ng pabawas ang problema ng Pinoy na nagsusumikap at may  kasiguruhan sila na magiging tuloy-tuloy na ang pagbuti ng kanilang  sitwasyon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kami ay narito para magsilbi at hindi para maghari. Ang mandato ninyo sa amin  ay pagbabago – isang malinaw na utos para ayusin ang gobyerno at lipunan mula sa  pamahalaang iilan lamang ang nakikinabang tungo sa isang pamahalaang kabutihan  ng mamamayan ang pinangangalagaan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang mandatong ito ay isa kung saan kayo at ang inyong pangulo ay nagkasundo  para sa pagbabago – isang paninindigan na ipinangako ko noong kampanya at  tinanggap ninyo noong araw ng halalan.&lt;br /&gt;Sigaw natin noong kampanya: “Kung  walang corrupt, walang mahirap.” Hindi lamang ito pang slogan o pang poster –  ito ang mga prinsipyong tinatayuan at nagsisilbing batayan ng ating  administrasyon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang ating pangunahing tungkulin ay ang magsikap na maiangat ang bansa mula sa  kahirapan, sa pamamagitan ng pagpapairal ng katapatan at mabuting pamamalakad sa  pamahalaan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang unang hakbang ay ang pagkakaroon ng tuwid at tapat na hanay ng mga  pinuno. Magsisimula ito sa akin. Sisikapin kong maging isang mabuting ehemplo.  Hinding hindi ko sasayangin ang tiwalang ipinagkaloob ninyo sa akin.  Sisiguraduhin ko na ganito rin ang adhikain ng aking Gabinete at ng mga magiging  kasama sa ating pamahalaan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Naniniwala akong hindi lahat ng nagsisilbi sa gobyerno ay corrupt. Sa  katunayan, mas marami sa kanila ay tapat. Pinili nilang maglingkod sa gobyerno  upang gumawa ng kabutihan. Ngayon, magkakaroon na sila ng pagkakataong  magpakitang-gilas. Inaasahan natin sila sa pagsupil ng korapsyon sa loob mismo  ng burukrasya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa mga itinalaga sa paraang labag sa batas, ito ang aking babala: sisimulan  natin ang pagbabalik ng tiwala sa pamamagitan ng pag-usisa sa mga “midnight  appointments.” Sana ay magsilbi itong babala sa mga nag-iisip na ipagpatuloy ang  baluktot na kalakarang nakasanayan na ng marami.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa mga kapuspalad nating mga kababayan, ngayon, ang pamahalaan ang inyong  kampeon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi natin ipagpapaliban ang mga pangangailangan ng ating mga estudyante,  kaya’t sisikapin nating punan ang kakulangan sa ating mga silid-aralan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unti-unti din nating babawasan ang mga kakulangan sa imprastraktura para sa  transportasyon, turismo at pangangalakal. Mula ngayon, hindi na puwede ang  “puwede na” pagdating sa mga kalye, tulay at gusali dahil magiging  responsibilidad ng mga kontratista ang panatilihing nasa mabuting kalagayan ang  mga proyekto nila.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bubuhayin natin ang programang “emergency employment” ng dating pangulong  Corazon Aquino sa pagtatayo ng mga bagong imprastraktura na ito. Ito ay  magbibigay ng trabaho sa mga local na komunidad at makakatulong sa pagpapalago  ng kanila at ng ating ekonomiya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi kami magiging sanhi ng inyong pasakit at perwisyo. Palalakasin natin  ang koleksyon at pupuksain natin ang korapsyon sa Kawanihan ng Rentas Internas  at Bureau of Customs para mapondohan natin ang ating mga hinahangad para sa  lahat, tulad ng:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;· dekalidad na edukasyon, kabilang ang edukasyong bokasyonal para  makapaghanap ng marangal na trabaho ang hindi makapag-kolehiyo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;· serbisyong pangkalusugan, tulad ng Philhealth para sa lahat sa loob ng  tatlong taon;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;· tirahan sa loob ng mga ligtas na komunidad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Palalakasin at palalaguin natin ang bilang ng ating kasundaluhan at  kapulisan, hindi para tugunan ang interes ng mga naghahari-harian, ngunit para  proteksyunan ang mamamayan. Itinataya nila ang kanilang buhay para mayroong  pagkakataon sa katahimikan at kapayapaan sa sambayanan. Dumoble na ang  populasyong kanilang binabantayan, nanatili naman sila sa bilang. Hindi tama na  ang nagmamalasakit ay kinakawawa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kung dati ay may fertilizer scam, ngayon ay may kalinga na tunay para sa mga  magsasaka. Tutulungan natin sila sa irigasyon, extension services, at sa  pagbenta ng kanilang produkto sa pinakamataas na presyong maaari.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inaatasan natin si papasok na Kalihim Alcala na magtayo ng mga trading  centers kung saan diretso na ang magsasaka sa mamimili – lalaktawan natin ang  gitna, kasama na ang kotong cop. Sa ganitong paraan, ang dating napupunta sa  gitna ay maari nang paghatian ng magsasaka at mamimili.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gagawin nating kaaya-aya sa negosyante ang ating bansa. We will cut red tape  dramatically and implement stable economic policies. We will level the playing  field for investors and make government an enabler, not a hindrance, to  business. Sa ganitong paraan lamang natin mapupunan ang kakulangan ng trabaho  para sa ating mga mamamayan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Layunin nating paramihin ang trabaho dito sa ating bansa upang hindi na  kailanganin ang mangibang-bansa para makahanap ng trabaho. Ngunit habang ito ay  hindi pa natin naaabot, inaatasan ko ang mga kawani ng DFA, POEA, OWWA at iba  pang mga kinauukulang ahensiya na mas lalo pang paigtingin ang pagtugon sa mga  hinaing at pangangailangan ng ating mga overseas Filipino workers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Papaigtingin namin ang proseso ng konsultasyon at pag-uulat sa taumbayan.  Sisikapin naming isakatuparan ang nakasaad sa ating Konstitusyon na kinikilala  ang karapatan ng mamamayan na magkaroon ng kaalaman ukol sa mga pampublikong  alintana.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Binuhay natin ang diwa ng people power noong kampanya. Ipagpatuloy natin ito  tungo sa tuwid at tapat na pamamahala. Ang naniniwala sa people power ay  nakatuon sa kapwa at hindi sa sarili.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa mga nang-api sa akin, kaya ko kayong patawarin, at pinapatawad ko na kayo.  Sa mga nang-api sa sambayanan, wala akong karapatan na limutin ang inyong mga  kasalanan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To those who are talking about reconciliation, if they mean that they would  like us to simply forget about the wrongs that they have committed in the past,  we have this to say: there can be no reconciliation without justice. Sa paglimot  ng pagkakasala, sinisigurado mong mauulit muli ang mga pagkakasalang ito.  Secretary de Lima, you have your marching orders. Begin the process of providing  true and complete justice for all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ikinagagalak din naming ibahagi sa inyo ang pagtanggap ni dating Chief  Justice Hilario Davide sa hamon ng pagtatatag at pamumuno sa isang Truth  Commission na magbibigay linaw sa maraming kahinahinalang isyu na hanggang  ngayon ay walang kasagutan at resolusyon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ang sinumang nagkamali ay kailangang humarap sa hustisya. Hindi maaaring  patuloy ang kalakaran ng walang pananagutan at tuloy na pang-aapi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My government will be sincere in dealing with all the peoples of Mindanao. We  are committed to a peaceful and just settlement of conflicts, inclusive of the  interests of all – may they be Lumads, Bangsamoro or Christian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We shalI defeat the enemy by wielding the tools of justice, social reform,  and equitable governance leading to a better life. Sa tamang pamamahala gaganda  ang buhay ng lahat, at sa buhay na maganda, sino pa ang gugustuhing bumalik sa  panahon ng pang-aapi?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kung kasama ko kayo, maitataguyod natin ang isang bayan kung saan  pantay-pantay ang pagkakataon, dahil pantay-pantay nating ginagampanan ang ating  mga pananagutan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kamakailan lamang, ang bawat isa sa atin ay nanindigan sa presinto. Bumoto  tayo ayon sa ating karapatan at konsensiya. Hindi tayo umatras sa tungkulin  nating ipaglaban ang karapatang ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pagkatapos ng bilangan, pinatunayan ninyo na ang tao ang tunay na lakas ng  bayan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ito ang kahalagahan ng ating demokrasya. Ito ang pundasyon ng ating  pagkakaisa. Nangampanya tayo para sa pagbabago. Dahil dito taas-noo muli ang  Pilipino. Tayong lahat ay kabilang sa isang bansa kung saan maaari nang mangarap  muli.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To our friends and neighbors around the world, we are ready to take our place  as a reliable member of the community of nations, a nation serious about its  commitments and which harmonizes its national interests with its international  responsibilities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We will be a predictable and consistent place for investment, a nation where  everyone will say, “it all works.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Inaanyayahan ko kayo ngayon na manumpa sa ating mga sarili, sa sambayanan,  WALANG MAIIWAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walang pangingibang-bayan at gastusan na walang wastong dahilan. Walang  pagtatalikod sa mga salitang binitawan noong kampanya, ngayon at hanggang sa mga  susunod pang pagsubok na pagdadaanan sa loob ng anim na taon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Walang lamangan, walang padrino at walang pagnanakaw. Walang wang-wang,  walang counterflow, walang tong. Panahon na upang tayo ay muling  magkawang-gawa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nandito tayo ngayon dahil sama-sama tayong nanindigan at nagtiwala na may  pag-asa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The people who are behind us dared to dream. Today, the dream starts to  become a reality. Sa inyong mga nag-iisip pa kung tutulong kayo sa pagpasan ng  ating krus, isa lang ang aking tanong – kung kailan tayo nanalo, saka pa ba kayo  susuko?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kayo ang boss ko, kaya’t hindi maaaring hindi ako makinig sa mga utos ninyo.  We will design and implement an interaction and feedback mechanism that can  effectively respond to the people’s needs and aspirations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kayo ang nagdala sa akin sa puntong ito – ang ating mga volunteers – matanda,  bata, celebrity, ordinaryong tao, na umikot sa Pilipinas para ikampanya ang  pagbabago; ang aking mga kasambahay, na nag-asikaso ng lahat ng aking mga  personal na pangangailangan; ang aking pamilya, kaibigan at katrabaho, na  dumamay, nag-alaga at nagbigay ng suporta sa akin; ang ating mga abogado, na  nagpuyat para bantayan ang ating mga boto at siguraduhing mabibilang ang bawat  isa; ang aking mga kapartido at kaalyado na kasama kong nangahas mangarap; at  ang milyun-milyong Pilipinong nagkaisa, nagtiwala at hindi nawalan ng pag-asa –  nasa inyo ang aking taus-pusong pasasalamat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ko makakayang harapin ang aking mga magulang, at kayong mga nagdala sa  akin sa yugto ng buhay kong ito, kung hindi ko maisasakatuparan ang aking mga  binitawang salita sa araw na ito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents sought nothing less and died for nothing less than democracy,  peace and prosperity. I am blessed by this legacy. I shall carry the torch  forward.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Layunin ko na sa pagbaba ko sa katungkulan, masasabi ng lahat na malayo na  ang narating natin sa pagtahak ng tuwid na landas at mas maganda na ang  kinabukasang ipapamana natin sa susunod na henerasyon. Samahan ninyo ako sa  pagtatapos ng laban na ito. Tayo na sa tuwid na landas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maraming salamat po at mabuhay ang sambayanang Pilipino!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;source:http://ph.yfittopostblog.com/2010/06/30/president-aquino-kayo-ang-boss-ko/&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/2859661302894265042-2541337873657080893?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2541337873657080893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2541337873657080893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2541337873657080893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2541337873657080893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/06/president-aquino-kayo-ang-boss-ko.html' title='President Aquino: Kayo ang boss ko'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TCv6pzlE2sI/AAAAAAAAAVA/VJ6O7F0Bfxo/s72-c/600nppa_naquino5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2321412577524466090</id><published>2010-06-30T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:53:39.089+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Guard your Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Proverbs 4:23: Above all else, guard your heart, for it is the wellspring of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Badly need to implement this verse at this point in my life. Again, I am attacked by the enemy, Satan, he really want sto steal me from the side of our Creator. I have to be strong this time and never to allow my heart overrule my mind. I have learned my lessons enough. The consequence was almost unbearable, but the unbinding love and grace of the Lord sustains me, that I was able to find a way out of that miserable point in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Now, the danger is once again at hand. But not this time, you deceitful heart! I’m not going to be a slave anymore. This is my song to you Oh Lord. I know that you loved me and I’ll live my life as you please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I Promise – Jaci Velasquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lord, You know my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And all my desires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And the secret things I'll never tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Lord, You know them well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Though I may be young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I see and understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That at times like sheep we go astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;And things get out of hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So I promise to be true to You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To live my life in purity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;As unto You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Waiting for the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I hear You say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Here is the one I have created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Just for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Until then, O Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I will be content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Knowing that true love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Will come someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It will only come from You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Cause I have seen the suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That loneliness can cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When we choose to give our love away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Without a righteous cause&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/2859661302894265042-2321412577524466090?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2321412577524466090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2321412577524466090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2321412577524466090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2321412577524466090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/06/guard-your-heart.html' title='Guard your Heart'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3288407420332651837</id><published>2010-06-28T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:54:00.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Matthew 18:10 – See that you do not look down on one of these little ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thedailybibleverse.org/bible-verse-see-that-you-do-not-look-down-on-one-of-these-little-ones/"&gt;Matthew 18:10 &amp;amp;#8211; See that you do not look down on one of these little ones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3288407420332651837?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3288407420332651837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3288407420332651837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3288407420332651837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3288407420332651837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/06/matthew-1810-see-that-you-do-not-look.html' title='Matthew 18:10 &amp;#8211; See that you do not look down on one of these little ones'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5456231024341515882</id><published>2010-06-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:54:19.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- - New Door -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Door, as the title of our yearbook goes. It means after graduation, we are going to enter a life where everything is new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have been so busy these last few months that I missed to share a lot of things here in my blog. And it’s too late to relate it now because the feeling is gone already. Anyway, during March, I’ve been making all my projects in all subjects in order for me to graduate. I seldom sleep during those days. Luckily, I was able to pass all the subjects and on April, I’m busy for the preparation for my graduation. I spent my remaining days and time with my classmates whom I really missed now. After graduation, busy again in finding a job so now is my only time to open this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I finally had a job. I’m currently working in a company that develops websites. I worked as a QATester. But before I acquired this job, God allows me to realize first that it’s never really easy to find a job. I have experienced walking a long, long distance just to save money while I am still applying. I experienced frustrations and disappointments. But in the end, God is so faithful for giving me this job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;New Door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Everything is different and new when you will find yourself to the "real world", the world of making money, as what they have called. You have to be serious and there's no room of making mistakes. Gone are the days where waking up is hard and I ended absent from the class. Now, I have to wake up to report to the office whether I like it or not. Gone are the days where I can fail in a certain quiz and will just make it up to the next quiz. Now, I have to pass in everything that I do. Gone are the days when deadlines are extended to the deadliest line. Now, I have to meet even before the deadline.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I missed my life in college. I missed my classmates. The happiness that we feel whenever our instructor is absent. The sleepless nights, the group projects, the pressure and the cramming. The conflicts and the bonding. Well then, this is life. There are always changes, only changes cannot be changed. I am happy with what the Lord has given me right now. And I will forever cherish what He has given me in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The door is new, and I welcome myself to the new life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5456231024341515882?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5456231024341515882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5456231024341515882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5456231024341515882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5456231024341515882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-door.html' title='- - New Door -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-335581469762303929</id><published>2010-06-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:54:39.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>We'll Be A Dream Lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(160, 82, 45);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll Be A Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Do you remember the nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'd stay up just laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Smiling for hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;At anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Remember the nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We drove around crazy in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the lights go out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll be safe and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll take control of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like it's all we have to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And we'll be a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Do you remember the nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We made our way dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hoping of being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Someone big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We were so young then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We were too crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;In love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the lights go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll be safe and sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll take control of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like it's all we have to hold on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And we'll be a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Whoa whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Whoa whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Whoa whoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the lights go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll be safe and sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll take control of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like it's all we have to hold on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And we'll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When the lights go out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;We'll be safe and sound We'll take control of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Like it's all we have to hold on to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;And we'll be a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-335581469762303929?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/335581469762303929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=335581469762303929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/335581469762303929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/335581469762303929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-be-dream-lyrics.html' title='We&apos;ll Be A Dream Lyrics'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3989101764234482445</id><published>2010-04-05T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:55:10.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- - l i T r a t o s  - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/S7nRsW7pcXI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Hrede0ZOPSM/s1600/26296_1257760852718_1490543330_30599405_1365090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456622983536275826" style="float: left; 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I just teach them only one thing; DISCIPLINE..”-RSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I considered March 19, 2010 as one of the most special, unforgettable date, one of the highlights of my college life. It was on this day that we presented UNIISYS (see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://uniisys.usep.edu.ph/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;http://uniisys.usep.edu.ph/index.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;) to our parents, instructors, and even to our own classmates. It was on the day that I was reminded of some things. Things that I sometimes fail to see and appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m excited for that day to come. I believe everyone is. That would mark our success in creating UNIISYS. That day would also end our hardship and sleepless nights. On that day also, we will be able to present our project to our parents. And I don’t know if the others feel the same way, but I am also excited to see my classmates wearing their dress, formal dress. I just can/t help myself getting excited how they look if they’ll remove those t-shirts and jeans and then wear a formal one. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just went as what I have expected. Until that speech of our instructor that truly touches us all. I believe it does, my classmates’ post on facebook that relates to his speech is a proof. And I realized, that night wasn’t only meant for the presentation of UNIISYS, but also for that wonderful talk. It’s not a sermon or a preaching, it is just a plain talk, but the message is so true that it became a power. And we are all moved by it. And I can only say that it is so true. All of the sudden, I realized the purpose of everything. I think my classmates realized it too. It’s not that we never saw it before, we already know that all is for our own benefit. We just fail to appreciate it, or we have been so busy with many things to have time to appreciate it. And when he said “I never teach them any technology. I just teach them only one thing; DISCIPLINE..”I was just truly touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was true. And I am very grateful for it. I am blessed and privileged to become one of his students, to be a part of UNIISYS. I learned a lot of things, the attitude that I should posses when I am already facing the real world. The discipline that is one of the most important thing that I should live. No matter how good a person is, even if he is the best, if he doest have discipline, he will not succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot of things in the process of creating UNIISYS. I learned to work in a group. I learned to follow, I learned to listen and I learn to trust. I learned to carry a responsibility, I learned to respect and I learned to practice patience. I learned to survive pressures, I learned to laugh and just laugh even if things are not going well. I learned to give my heart when I’m working. I learned to be upset at times. And most of all, I learned to value unity. Through UNIISYS, CS and IT students are united; we have found new friends through it. We have learned to love and appreciate the importance of each other. And we have created the bond that will forever attach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m happy and I’m very proud of UNIISYS. I am forever grateful to the person behind this project, our instructor/adviser, and I will always love and cher&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/S7nPSf-3jdI/AAAAAAAAAT0/bP2N50tJf2k/s1600/pix+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ish the moments I spend with my classmates, the D BONDERZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-8875293737429257941?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8875293737429257941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8875293737429257941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8875293737429257941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8875293737429257941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/04/night-to-remember.html' title='- - a niGhT tO rEmeMbeR - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4725475650035924985</id><published>2010-02-17T06:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:56:58.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>...i miSsED yOu mY bLoG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i already missed you my blog..it's been quite a while since i wrote something here..don't worry i'll make it up to you soon..I have so much to write about actually and i know that NO TIME is not an excuse..i can always have time if i just want to..well, i just don't feel like writing these past days..i mean months!!..i have really change a lot..before, i never get tired when it comes to writing.I guess it's really true that you'll eventually forget those things that you don't always practice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll be posting some entries one these days..I know you can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4725475650035924985?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4725475650035924985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4725475650035924985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4725475650035924985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4725475650035924985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-missed-you-my-blog.html' title='...i miSsED yOu mY bLoG'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4187313203641811146</id><published>2010-01-21T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:57:09.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>- - wHerRe aRe yOU noW? - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;--my latest obsession is this song..i just love it so, so much..^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Honor Society-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To my favorite teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; told me never give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To my fifth grade crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Who I thought I really loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the guys I've missed and the girls we've kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To my ex-best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Don't know how we grew apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To my favorite band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Sing along in my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the face I see in my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To my first girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I thought for sure was the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To my last girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Sorry that I screwed it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the ones I loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Didn't show it enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I know we'll never see those days again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And things will never be that way again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; But that's just how it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; People change but I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I won't forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the ones who came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Who we're there from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the love that left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And took a piece of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; To the few who'd swear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; They'd never go anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Cause I'm thinking of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; You showed me how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; How to live like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I would never be how I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I would never be who I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; If it wasn't for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'd be nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4187313203641811146?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4187313203641811146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4187313203641811146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4187313203641811146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4187313203641811146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2010/01/wherre-are-you-now.html' title='- - wHerRe aRe yOU noW? - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5111940001516663593</id><published>2009-11-15T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:57:26.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>- - Need You Now by Lady Antebellum - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Picture perfect memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Scattered all around the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Reaching for the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt; Cause I can't fight it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;For me, it happens all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Said I wouldn't call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;But I lost all control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't know how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I can do without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I just need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Another shot of whiskey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Can't stop looking at the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm a little drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Said I wouldn't call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;But I lost all control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I just need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Woah, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;It's a quarter after one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I said I wouldn't call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;But I'm a little drunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I just need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I just need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh, baby, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I need you now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&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/2859661302894265042-5111940001516663593?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5111940001516663593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5111940001516663593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5111940001516663593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5111940001516663593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/11/need-you-now-by-lady-antebellum.html' title='- - Need You Now by Lady Antebellum - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-423610842065842792</id><published>2009-11-04T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:58:39.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>-  - - G O N E - - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;...You know who you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------------------------------------                                                                                                                                                                                          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;There’s a time to say hi and to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;A time to laugh and a time to cry&lt;br /&gt;A time to be happy and a time to be weary&lt;br /&gt;A time to fight and a time to set free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong when I thought I’ll never make it through&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause now I seldom think about you&lt;br /&gt;As time passed I realized one thing&lt;br /&gt;People change and so do the feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you, yes its true&lt;br /&gt;I still think ‘bout those things we used to do&lt;br /&gt;The feeling has gone, the feeling has vanished&lt;br /&gt;Long time ago, it already diminished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can look at your photo without feeling anything&lt;br /&gt;I wish it wasn’t you when my phone rings&lt;br /&gt;I can say your name now without lump on my throat&lt;br /&gt;I no longer cared about your whereabouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can smile genuinely&lt;br /&gt;Life is precious, I deserved to be happy&lt;br /&gt;I thanked God for helping me forget you&lt;br /&gt;In those days that I thought I’ll never make it through&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-423610842065842792?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/423610842065842792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=423610842065842792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/423610842065842792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/423610842065842792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/11/g-o-n-e.html' title='-  - - G O N E - - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6168939740629464306</id><published>2009-11-04T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:58:51.337+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- - -halLowEeN sA bHauZ - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SvEWjszmXqI/AAAAAAAAATs/7IlTTUbua90/s1600-h/be1820a343f4f24c.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400122230772752034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SvEWjszmXqI/AAAAAAAAATs/7IlTTUbua90/s320/be1820a343f4f24c.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time spending Halloween in my boarding house. Since my first year here in the city, I always go home during November 1 and 2, but this time around, I just don’t feel like going home. So I stayed, I stayed in my boarding house with my four other board mates. I am a kind of person who really gets scared easily. Super. That’s why when my board mate told us stories about ghosts and scary incidents in that house, I panic…OMG!!!..I really can’t help it. My father even scolded me for being so coward when comes to that thing. He always reminded me of my faith, but then I just I can’t help it, even in watching horror movies, I own the loudest scream. Now this board mate of mine keeps on telling scary stories, true stories, according to her that really happens inside that house. I have been in that boarding house for less than a month so I am just a “newbie” right there. I am still adjusting and adopting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the morning of November 1, she asked us if we happen to go out last night. All of us answered NO. No way that we will go out considering the stories that she told. And she began to tell us about what she heard the other night. According to her she heard noises, that there are sounds of dragging the tables and chairs, sweeping of floor, etc. My other board mate heard steps in the stairs. I always believed that there are lots of those kinds of thing in this fallen world and there are millions of them. I thanked that I was not able to hear those things, because if I had, maybe I lost my sanity. I swear!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here’s another thing, at noon, as in noon!, when my room mate took a nap, she woke up trembling. And so I asked her what’s wrong, and she asked me back if I ever go near to her, I said no. and she said she felt a very cold thing touching her neck. Another OMG!!!..Since that time, my room mate never entered our room until afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes night, I am not around because I attended a fellowship. Two of my board mates were left. They relay the story when I came back. They were just talking in the “sala”, and they forget about those scary things already, when suddenly, in the middle of their conversation, the light in our room, as in OUR room, went out, take note, only in our room!..They both were scared to death and as they relay the message to me, instead of being scared, I found myself rolling in the floor laughing. What they did according to them was that they ran out of the house in the fastest way that they can. One of them almost fall on the stairs and her slippers was damaged. When they came back to the house, the light was already on. That was an un forgettable experience and maybe if I was one of them that time, I haven’t recovered yet from my afterschock..Hehehehe,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night was a sleepless night for all of us. We just can’t sleep no matter how hard we wanted to. We are aware of the every sound of the night, observing and staying alert. What a Halloween experience. Tsk.&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-6168939740629464306?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6168939740629464306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6168939740629464306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6168939740629464306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6168939740629464306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-sa-bhauz.html' title='- - -halLowEeN sA bHauZ - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SvEWjszmXqI/AAAAAAAAATs/7IlTTUbua90/s72-c/be1820a343f4f24c.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5372748587518733053</id><published>2009-10-02T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:59:05.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- -Learning through our mistakes- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;For how many times in my life, I have commit millions of mistakes. Some are intentional, some are unintentional. But whatever it is, I have learned one thing; that committing mistakes are part of our life. As we grow and become mature, the mistakes that we have done are the best lessons that we can get. Sometimes, the consequence seemed unbearable. The consequence hurts. But that’s part of it. The best thing that we can do to deal with it is learn from it. So that next time around, we become wiser in making our decisionsIt is normal to commit mistakes. After all, how will we know it is right when we don’t know it is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;However, if we keep on doing that same mistake all over again, that would be another story. The problem with us is that even if we already know and had been to many proofs that what we did is wrong, we still keep doing it. And because of that, we suffered the same consequence over and over again. We should put in mind that lessons will keep on repeating until being learned. I can see that it always happen to people that even if they already know it was a mistake and had suffered its consequence; they still chose to draw themselves near resulting to commit that same mistake again. And that is senseless; we are just like a gyroscope, keeps on turning and turning, but never going anywhere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;The best thing that we can do with our mistakes is to learn from them. And make sure that next time around, we have really learned and will not do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5372748587518733053?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5372748587518733053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5372748587518733053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5372748587518733053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5372748587518733053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/10/learning-through-our-mistakes.html' title='- -Learning through our mistakes- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8578168720547274174</id><published>2009-09-23T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:59:31.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -mEthoD and mEtHOdoLogy - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Methodology is the system of methods followed in a particular discipline. On the other hand, a method is a way of doing and applying the methodology in a systematic way. A method implies an orderly logical arrangement usually taken in steps. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;METHODOLOGY is the discipline or science of methods and METHODS are the steps or techniques that should be accomplish to meet the methodology. When we say methods, we are actually talking about some ways or process in doing something, what to do. While methodology is the procedure on how to do it.&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-8578168720547274174?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8578168720547274174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8578168720547274174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8578168720547274174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8578168720547274174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/method-and-methodology.html' title='- -mEthoD and mEtHOdoLogy - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-9168435920552217412</id><published>2009-09-17T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T00:59:47.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -kEy factors 4 publishing research in top-tier journa Ls - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Publishing a research in top-tier journals like CSP, ACM and i3E is never easy. There are many research papers made but only few are published. Top-tier journals like CSP implements various requirements that should be achieved by research papers before it could be published. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;There are also some important factors that should be considered. Influential factor is one thing that must be considered. This includes originality of thought, novelty of finding, organization and completeness of the paper. They will examine how unique and original the research is and how is it written, how complete and precise the words being use are and how is it organized as it is written. Experience is a great factor too. The author must be somehow familiar to his research and if possible is able to experience it. Another factor that must be considered is the author’s track record. He or she must know names of the persons that are evolved or are able to give even a little contribution to his/her research topic.The relevance of the research is also an important factor that they will examine. Is the study related to the field or area that it specialized?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;These are only some of the factors for publishing research in top-tier journals. There are still few that I fail to mention but the above are the most common ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;http://ctl.stanford.edu/Tomprof/postings/316.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-9168435920552217412?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/9168435920552217412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=9168435920552217412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/9168435920552217412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/9168435920552217412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/key-factors-4-publishing-research-in.html' title='- -kEy factors 4 publishing research in top-tier journa Ls - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5202690901609116901</id><published>2009-09-13T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T18:43:44.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- -Learning Lessons - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lessons will keep on repeating until they are learned.&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Indeed true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;For how many times it happened to me, I lost important files in my flash drive because of viruses, and sometimes the flash drive itself is lost. And it’s very frustrating when you know you are done with a certain project or assignment but now you have to do it again because it’s just lost and there’s nothing that you can do to have it back. It happened to me and I never learned my lesson. My friends kept on telling me to always provide a back up file, either upload it to any file hosting site or just save it by sending it to my email. But I’m hardheaded and sometimes absentminded; the advice will always slip out of my mind and I end up not providing a back up for my files.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;Just last week when it happened, I was finished writing the introduction of our research paper and I was so happy because writing it was never easy. I saved it in my flash drive without having a back up and then I hurried going home. Next day, when I opened my flash drive again, the file was lost and I just don’t know where it goes. I tried recovering it but to no avail, I seek help from experts but nothing happened, my flash was once again infected with a stupid virus and my research file(of all!!!!!) was lost and would never come back..( T__T)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;It’s all my fault and even when I will cry, I can never change what happened.(Sigh)..Now I’m starting back at one because of my carelessness..tsk tsk tsk..This time around I’m really learning, super learned my lesson and I swear to myself I will never allow not to provide a back up for every thing that I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;well then, seems that I’m learning my lesson at last…tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5202690901609116901?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5202690901609116901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5202690901609116901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5202690901609116901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5202690901609116901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/learning-lessons.html' title='- -Learning Lessons - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3455397086161614215</id><published>2009-09-13T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:01:04.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>- - BROKEN STRING LYRICS- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;..one of my favorites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Broken Strings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But you broke me, now I can't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I love you and so untrue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't even convince myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I'm speaking it's the voice of someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To make it all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, what are we doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We are turning into dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Playing house in the ruins of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Running back through the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When it's too late, too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, it tears me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tried to hold on but it hurts too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I tried to forgive but it's not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;To make it all okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;How can I give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;But we're running through the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When there's nothing left to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's like chasing the very last train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When we both know it's too late, too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't play our broken strings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You can't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That your heart don't want to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I can't tell you something that ain't real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, the truth hurts and lies worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So how can I give anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;When I love you a little less than before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Oh, you know that I love you a little less than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Let me hold you for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It's the last chance to feel again&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/2859661302894265042-3455397086161614215?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3455397086161614215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3455397086161614215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3455397086161614215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3455397086161614215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken-string-lyrics.html' title='- - BROKEN STRING LYRICS- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6300287040857545675</id><published>2009-09-07T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:01:38.750+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- -juSt A Reflection - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If I speak in the tongues of men and angels,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but have not love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have become sounding brass or a tinkling symbol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And if I have prophecy and know all mysteries and all knowledge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and if I have all faith so as to remove mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but have not love, I am nothing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And if I dole out all my goods, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;if I deliver my body that I may boast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but have not love, nothing I am profited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love is long suffering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love is kind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it is not jealous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love does not boast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it is not inflated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is not discourteous,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it is not selfish,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it is not irritable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it does not enumerate the evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It does not rejoice over the wrong, but rejoices in the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It covers all things, it has faith for all things, it hopes in all things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it endures in all things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Love never falls in ruins;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;but whether prophecies, they will be abolished; or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tongues, they will cease; or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;knowledge, it will be superseded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For we know in part and we prophecy in part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But when the perfect comes, the imperfect will be superseded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When I was an infant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I spoke as an infant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I reckoned as an infant; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;when I became [an adult],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I abolished the things of the infant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For now we see through a mirror in an enigma, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know as also I was fully known.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But now these three remains: faith, hope, love but the greatest of these is LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1 Corinthians 13:1-13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I attended Sunday service yesterday and the sermon is about this passage, about LOVE as the greatest among everything else. I was reminded again of the truth that no matter how good we are, no matter how gifted we are, how rich we are, no matter how beautiful we are, and even if it seemed everything is already in us, if we DO NOT HAVE LOVE inside of us, we are nothing. We are just like a sounding brass or a tinkling symbol. Love is the greatest of everything and we fail to realize that. We live in a world where what we believed that matters most is possessions, our valuable, what we own and acquire, and what power we posses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I often desire for gifts of all kinds. I want to sing, to write, to be a leader. .  .  a part of me longs for some special gift. . more often than not I pray for the gift of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6300287040857545675?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6300287040857545675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6300287040857545675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6300287040857545675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6300287040857545675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-reflection.html' title='- -juSt A Reflection - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1963153915069692739</id><published>2009-09-07T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:01:58.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>-How do you know if a piece of research work is good or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Let us first answer the first question, how do you know if the piece of research is good or not? Since the main reason why we do research is to discover more knowledge in order to gain more understanding, I think a piece of research can be considered good if its output benefits us or gives us knowledge and its significance as well as objectives is well stated and demonstrated. A piece of research can be considered good it possesses the qualities that a good research must have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;These qualities are being set so we can decide and judge the research fairly. And what are these qualities? As I searched using Internet, some of the qualities that a research must possess in order for it to be considered as good are the following; it should be well informed, thorough , intelligent , systematic (covering all the relevant points in the most logical and reader-friendly order possible). It means that research is structured with specified steps to be taken in a specified sequence in accordance with the well defined set of rules. Systematic characteristic of the research does not rule out creative thinking but it certainly does reject the use of guessing and intuition arriving at conclusions. Research must also allow verification (for example, by citing all sources carefully). It must be logical, this implies that research is guided by the rules of logical reasoning and the logical process of induction and deduction are of great value in carrying out research. Induction is the process of reasoning from a part to the whole whereas deduction is the process of reasoning from the premise. In fact, logical reasoning makes research more meaningful in the context of decision making. Good Research must also be empirical: It implies that research is related basically to one or more aspects of a real situation and deals with concrete data that provides a basis for external validity to research results. And lastly, in order for a certain research to be considered as good, it must be replicable: This characteristic allows research to be verified by replicating the study and thereby building a sound basis for decisions. Whatever may be the types of research works and studies, one thing that is important is that they all meet on the common ground of scientific method employed by them. I believe that if the research will fit to the qualities being mentioned above, and as I was saying, if its significance is highly related to the interests of people, then we can say that that piece of research is said to be good. However, these qualities are just based on my readings and there could also a lot more than these so I did not close it to these qualities only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On the other hand, if the piece of research does not fit the qualities that I have mentioned above and maybe it is so significant and its contents are not defined well. If the research topic does not clearly addresses its purpose and concepts to the reader and does not contributes a great and favorable benefits to the society, then it may not be considered good. Also, make sure you double-check the information by making sure it is accurate a true. Sometimes sources may lack in accuracy, therefore you should confirm the information you received by checking more than one dependable source. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span class="postbody"&gt;Now, going to the second question, how is research evaluated? There are many ways that a piece of research is evaluated. There even exists an organization called the National Council of Teachers of Mathematics which assists and give standards for researches. As for the research, it is evaluated from the first step on doing it until the last. The evaluation must start from the research plan. Questions like “do the stated objectives refer to the management decision the study is supposed to support? Do the objectives spell out what information will be gleaned from the research findings and how this information will help management make these decisions” must be addressed. Another thing to consider is its connection to the target audience. It is important to understand how the target audience will be identified and reached. Another thing is the research design; in general, research studies are classified as either qualitative or quantitative. Qualitative research usually takes the form of focus groups. Focus group research helps illuminate how the target audience thinks about and makes decisions about the subject of interest. The data collection method must be assessed also. Data collection methods differ for qualitative and quantitative research studies. Qualitative research relies on focus groups or in-depth personal interviews. Both have similar goals and use a similar method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;If the purpose of the research should be clearly defined and the research procedure used is described in sufficient detail to permit another researcher to repeat the research for further advancement, keeping the continuity of what has already been attained, then the research must said to be good and will have a good evaluation result. To evaluate a piece of research, you have to make sure you read extensively on what you will include from your research. And try to prove yourself that the research makes sense with the topic and the sources from which the information was received. The analysis of data should be sufficiently adequate to reveal its significance and the methods of analysis used should be appropriate. The validity and reliability of the data should be checked carefully. And finally, Greater confidence in research is warranted if the researcher is experienced, has a good reputation in research and is a person of integrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;To sum it up, a piece of research is said to be good if its output benefits us or gives us knowledge and its significance as well as objectives is well stated and demonstrated and it is evaluated according to what it is, how it is done and what is its output. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;http://www.reportbd.com/articles/57/1/Criteria-Qualities-of-Good-Scientific-Research/Page1.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;http://www.google.com.ph/url?sa=t&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ct=res&amp;amp;cd=2&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.gsu.edu%2F~wwwprl%2FSRC%2FHow%2520to%2520Evaluate%2520a%2520Research%2520Proposal.doc&amp;amp;ei=TcOgSq_TIcGIkQXzwcCBBA&amp;amp;rct=j&amp;amp;q=how+to+evalaute+a+piece+of+research%3F&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNG7TycrkzN_aV2TgDWdrtNAbX4PHw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;http://www.ehow.com/how_2109938_evaluate-your-research.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-1963153915069692739?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1963153915069692739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1963153915069692739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1963153915069692739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1963153915069692739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-do-you-know-if-piece-of-research.html' title='-How do you know if a piece of research work is good or not?'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3631469311814148768</id><published>2009-09-05T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:02:14.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>- - - Every Breath- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;..just love the song soooo much..I can testify that every word is just so true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You’re so amazing to me&lt;br /&gt;How can I find the words&lt;br /&gt;To convey what Your love means,&lt;br /&gt;I’d give all I have and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the times I am weak,&lt;br /&gt;You come rescue me&lt;br /&gt;Through the words that You speak over me&lt;br /&gt;From the depths of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I want You to know&lt;br /&gt;That this life that I live is for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breath,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, all that I am&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to bring You glory&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, with all that I have&lt;br /&gt;I want my life to bring You glory&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/2859661302894265042-3631469311814148768?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3631469311814148768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3631469311814148768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3631469311814148768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3631469311814148768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/every-breath.html' title='- - - Every Breath- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1060084557015376429</id><published>2009-09-03T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:03:06.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- - aBseNtMinDed - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new;"&gt;I do not know what is happening to me this last few weeks. It just happened and I hate it..so much! I’m losing a lot of my things because I just failed to remember where I put it, or what I did before it was lost. I have just realized that I lost my comb, my hanky, my fan, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;my flash drive, my music player, my ball pen and many, many more..And take note, it happened in consecutive days! As in day after day! There was one time when I bought a paper in a store and after I paid it in the cashier, I just walked away and leave the poor thing in the counter. You see how worse I am getting each day? My friends had this funny idea in mind that a day will come when I will lost my own self..Gosh (wag naman uie..huhu)..Some of them said that I am just absent minded, not in my self all the time. I’m physically present but mentally absent and I just don’t know why..Can somebody help me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-1060084557015376429?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1060084557015376429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1060084557015376429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1060084557015376429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1060084557015376429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/09/absentminded.html' title='- - aBseNtMinDed - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3384502528361627702</id><published>2009-08-24T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:03:26.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics'/><title type='text'>- -StiLL- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;"Still"&lt;br /&gt;-BRIAN McKNIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny when you stop and think&lt;br /&gt;times goes faster then you blink&lt;br /&gt;nothings ever like it was&lt;br /&gt;but girl we've got a special thing&lt;br /&gt;all the happiness it brings&lt;br /&gt;is more than enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;your still the biggest part of me&lt;br /&gt;all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you&lt;br /&gt;I still dream about you&lt;br /&gt;I still want you&lt;br /&gt;and need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad about you&lt;br /&gt;all I ever wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;your still the one &lt;i&gt;[2x]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to breathe when were apart&lt;br /&gt;your like sunshine in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I keep you here inside&lt;br /&gt;you've been everything to me&lt;br /&gt;you've been and always will be&lt;br /&gt;the apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know its hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;your still the biggest part of me&lt;br /&gt;all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you&lt;br /&gt;I still dream about you&lt;br /&gt;I still want you&lt;br /&gt;and need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I still mad about you&lt;br /&gt;all i ever wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;your still the one &lt;i&gt;[2x]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you love me&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes and say you do&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;for someone just like you&lt;br /&gt;baby all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;girl im still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;and I want you to know I do, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think about you&lt;br /&gt;I still dream about you&lt;br /&gt;I still want you&lt;br /&gt;and need you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I'm still mad about you&lt;br /&gt;all I ever wanted was you&lt;br /&gt;your still the one &lt;i&gt;[2x]&lt;/i&gt;&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/2859661302894265042-3384502528361627702?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3384502528361627702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3384502528361627702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3384502528361627702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3384502528361627702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/08/still.html' title='- -StiLL- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3898411954490561083</id><published>2009-08-19T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:08:15.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- -Leaving the City of Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;I had not really planned on taking a trip this time of year, and yet I found myself packing rather hurriedly. This trip was going to be unpleasant and I knew in advance that no real good would come of it. I'm talking about my annual "Guilt Trip." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tickets to fly there on Wish I Had airlines. It was an extremely short flight. I got my baggage, which I could not check. I chose to carry it myself all the way. It was weighted down with a thousand memories of what might have been. No one greeted me as I entered the terminal to the Regret City International Airport. I say international because people from all over the world come to this dismal town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I checked into the Last Resort Hotel, I noticed that they would be hosting the year's most important event, the Annual Pity Party. I wasn't going to miss that great social occasion. Many of the towns leading citizens would be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there would be the Done family, you know, Should Have, Would Have and Could Have. Then came the I Had family. You probably know ol' Wish and his clan. Of course, the Opportunities would be present, Missed and Lost. The biggest family would be the Yesterday's. There are far too many of them to count, but each one would have a very sad story to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Shattered Dreams would surely make and appearance. And It's Their Fault would regale us with stories (excuses) about how things had failed in his life, and each story would be loudly applauded by Don't Blame Me and I Couldn't Help It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to make a long story short, I went to this depressing party knowing that there would be no real benefit in doing so. And, as usual, I became very depressed. But as I thought about all of the stories of failures brought back from the past, it occurred to me that all of this trip and subsequent "pity party" could be cancelled by ME! I started to truly realize that I did not have to be there. I didn't have to be depressed. One thing kept going through my mind, I CAN'T CHANGE YESTERDAY, BUT I DO HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE TODAY A WONDERFUL DAY. I can be happy, joyous, fulfilled, encouraged, as well as encouraging. Knowing this, I left the City of Regret immediately and left no forwarding address. Am I sorry for mistakes I've made in the past? YES! But there is no physical way to undo them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're planning a trip back to the City of Regret, please cancel all your reservations now. Instead, take a trip to a place called, Starting Again. I liked it so much that I have now taken up permanent residence there. My neighbors, the I Forgive Myselfs and the New Starts are so very helpful. By the way, you don't have to carry around heavy baggage, because the load is lifted from your shoulders upon arrival. God bless you in finding this great town. If you can find it -- it's in your own heart -- please look me up. I live on I Can Do It street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by: Larry Harp, , Heartwarmers4u &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3898411954490561083?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3898411954490561083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3898411954490561083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3898411954490561083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3898411954490561083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/08/leaving-city-of-regret-by-larry-harp.html' title='- -Leaving the City of Regret'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5292499492328306695</id><published>2009-08-17T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:09:33.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>- - -Please Listen to What I'm Not Saying - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Don't be fooled by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Don't be fooled by the face I wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For I wear a mask, a thousand masks,masks that I am afraid to take off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and none of them is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pretending is an art that's second nature with me,but don't be fooled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.For God's sake don't be fooled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I give the impression that I am secure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that all is sunny and unruffled with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;within as well as without,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that confidence is my name and coolness my game,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that the water's calm and I'm in command,and that I need no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But don't believe me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My surface may seem smooth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;but my surface is my mask,ever-varying and ever-concealing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Beneath lies no complacence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Beneath lies confusion and fear and aloneness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I hide this. I don't want anybody to know it.&lt;br /&gt;I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That's why I frantically create a mask to hide behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a nonchalant sophisticated facade,to help me pretend,to shield me from the glance that knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But such a glance is precisely my salvation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;My only hope and I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That is, if it's followed by acceptance,if it's followed by love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's the only thing that can liberate me from myself,from my own self-built prison walls,from the barriers I so painstakingly erect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's the only thing that will assure me of what I can't assure myself,that I'm really worth something.&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't tell you this. I don't dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am afraid to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am afraid your glance will not be followed by acceptance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;will not be followed by love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm afraid you'll think less of me, that you'll laugh,and your laugh would kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'm afraid that deep-down I'm nothing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;that I'm just no good,and that you will see this and reject me.&lt;br /&gt;So I play my game, my desperate pretending game,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;with a facade of assurance withoutand a trembling child within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So begins the glittering but empty parade of masks,and my life becomes a front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I idly chatter to you in the suave tones of surface talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I tell you everything that's really nothing,and nothing of what's everything,of what's crying within me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So when I am going through my routine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;do not be fooled by what I'm saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Please listen carefully and try to hear what I'm not saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;what I'd like to be able to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;what for survival I need to say,but what I can't say.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I don't like to play superficial phony games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want to stop playing them.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;want to be genuine and spontaneous and me,but you've got to help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You've got to hold out your handeven when that's the last thing I seem to want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Only you can wipe away from my eyes thatblank stare of the breathing dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Only you can call me into aliveness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Each time you're kind and gentle and encouraging,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;each time you try to understand because you really care,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my heart begins to grow wings,very small wings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;very feeble wings,but wings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;With your power to touch me into feelingyou can breathe life into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I want you to know that.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know how important you are to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;how you can be a creator -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;a honest-to-God creator -of the person that is meif you choose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;You alone can break down the wall behind which I tremble,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you alone can remove my mask,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;you alone can release me from my shadow world of panicand uncertainty, from my lonely prison,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;if you choose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Please choose to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do not pass me by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It will not be easy for you.&lt;br /&gt;A long conviction of worthlessness builds strong walls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;The nearer you approach to me,the blinder I may strike back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It's irrational, but despite what the books say about man,often I am irrational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I fight against the very thing that I cry out for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;But I am told that love is stronger than strong walls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and in this lies my hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Please try to beat down those wallswith firm handsbut with gentle handsfor a child is very sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I, you may wonder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I am someone you know very well.For I am every man you meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and I am every woman you meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;By Charles C. Finn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-5292499492328306695?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5292499492328306695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5292499492328306695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5292499492328306695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5292499492328306695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/08/please-listen-to-what-im-not-saying.html' title='- - -Please Listen to What I&apos;m Not Saying - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-420800107639606833</id><published>2009-08-17T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:17:19.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -roLe oF rESeArch - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Research is the result of advancing knowledge created in the past.  There are people from all walks of life that contribute to gathered information.  Research is the process of gathering information for the purpose of initiating, modifying or terminating a particular investment or group of investments. It is said to be an organized and systematic way of finding answers to questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my answer will not only limit in the role of research topic alone but also to the overall role of research itself. As the way I understand it, doing research is really NOT an easy job, from the first up to the last step, research requires much of me; my dedication, my time, my knowledge, my hard work, all of me. As for now, I am still on my way to the first step and I realized, this would really never be an easy one for me. Last year, when I was still in third year, I’ve witness how hard it were for my friends who are doing research. There were times when sleeping was the last thing in their priorities. And I have asked myself, would I be able to do what they are doing? But the real point that I wanted to figure out is the question, will I ever survive? In the first place, why do we need to do this research thing? Now, I am here, taking the subject Methods of Research, still trying to find a good research topic. But now, I am already oriented with its importance for me as a student, and for the world as a whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the role of research topic or the research itself in deciding my future career? We will find out later. But I think, it would really important considering that I will never ever have a career if I will not graduate because I was not able to submit it..He.he..Kidding aside, I will elaborate first the hardships that I have gone through in searching for a good topic. Well, the truth is, I haven’t really really given up my VERY best to this matter. I am honest you see. Well, actually, I have given my best, it is just not the VERY best, and there is a difference between the two. Hehe. Anyway, hardship, yes. I really find it hard to look and think for a topic. No matter how hard I told myself that I can do it and I just have to work hard, there are just times that I feel I’m losing hope. And I will tell you. The first problem is that I don’t excel in my course. I mean, I’m not the one who can do extreme programs, systems or software. I am not an artist either. I can just do little programs and that’s all. And for this, I find it hard to find for a topic especially that it is technical. Second, I am lazy. I am only inspired and reminded when our professor will give us a sermon, but after that, everything will just slip out of my mind. Third, I lacked self-discipline. I go to internet café to search and read more information that might help me decide a good topic but when I’m there already, I end up playing my farm town, pet and restaurant in facebook. You see, it seemed hopeless after all. He he. I am really the problem. But I am an IT student, a graduating IT student, and I suppose to make research, not only for the sake of submission, but for me as a student; that I am able to produce an output or contribution of my learning here in school and share it to the world of Information Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The role research and my research topic in deciding my future career is very significant. It will decide where I am going, what kind of job will I’m going to have what kind of person/employee I am going to be and as a whole, what kind of life I am going to take. Why do I say so? If my research topic is good and interesting and my research as a whole is impressive, it reflects me. That means I am able and capable and that would add to my confidence. If my research is in the boundary of acceptable but nit impressive, it means I am just in average and there is also an average chance of succeeding in my career. I may have a good job, and I may not have as well.  If my research is poor, then I might also be poor in the future. I didn’t say this is final and constant, but we decide the future by today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of the contribution of my research in the field of Information Technology, it might also be a help. As we all know, we conduct research to be able to come up with new information and discover new things. That will help in the future. Therefore, it is me who will benefit the research that I will be doing. My topic will also identify my specialty, at what point I may perform better. How it is done will tell how I think toward it. A research study is the complete in-depth analysis on a specific area. It is considered extremely important in various fields. For example, business research study can be very useful in analyzing the market and demand for the new product. Companies which conduct research studies before investing in any business can always reduce their risks and uncertainties. Research study can also give food for thought to the new researchers. Moreover, from educational perspective, a research study can enhance the critical and analytical thinking of the students, therefore, in most of the institutions small research studies are made as essential component of the syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion research is very vital to my everyday decision making and even in the future.  It arms me from wrong information and save time and money.  It is important to my success as I take on life's challenges and career decisions making. &lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-420800107639606833?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/420800107639606833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=420800107639606833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/420800107639606833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/420800107639606833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/08/role-of-research.html' title='- -roLe oF rESeArch - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8916219934685824604</id><published>2009-08-03T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:17:33.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -sTate oF CS reSEaRcH - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was able to read an article that &lt;span class="postbody"&gt;examines the state of computer science research&lt;/span&gt;. The title of the study that the researchers made is Research in Computer Science: An Empirical Study, wherein they are able to study and examine further computer science research and their main concern is to be able to know the TOPICS that computer science research address, the APPROACH being used in conducting CS research, the METHOD being used by the researchers, their reference discipline and finally, their level of analysis. This study goes around with these five major points. The researchers are able to discover that while computer science research examines a variety of technical topics, it is relatively focused in terms of level at which research id conducted as well as the research technique used. Further, CS research seldom relies on work outside the discipline for its theoretical foundations. They are able to come up with this conclusion after examining six hundred twenty eight published CS research in thirteen leading CS research journals in the CS fields. Everything that I will share is based on what I have read and what I will write is all from this study. I will no longer emphasize that this is from the researchers; I will talk and write on their behalf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;First thing is the topic/s being address by CS researchers. The classification of topics is divided into several major categories and subcategories. First is the Problem-solving concepts that got 14.65 %. This category includes subcategories of algorithm, mathematics/computational science and Artificial Intelligence. Second category is computer concepts(28.67%) that includes computer/hardware principles/architecture, inter-computer communication and operating systems. Next is the system/software concept which includes system architecture, software life cycle, programming languages, tools, product quality, human0computer interaction and system security. This category is only 19.11% used. The fourth is Data or information concept (15.45%) which includes Data/file, Data base/warehouse/mart organization, Information retrieval, Data analysis and Data security. After which is Problem-domain-specific concepts, Systems/software management concepts, Organizational concepts and societal concepts. These are some of the technical topics that computer science research usually addressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next thing is the research technique being widely used in CS research. They have concluded that there are four major research approaches being used: the descriptive, developmental, formulative, and evaluative. The descriptive approach has three subcategories: descriptive-system (DS) that is used to capture papers whose primary focus is describing a system. The descriptive-other (DO) was added to capture those papers that used a descriptive approach for describing something other than a system, for example, an opinion piece. And the last one is descriptive-review (DR) as a subcategory into which we categorized papers whose primary content was a review of the literature. The formulative research approach was subcategorized into a rich set of possible entities being formulated, including processes/procedures/methods/algorithms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another point of the study is about the research method that describes the specific technique used in a given study. While the choice of research approach narrows the set of possible applicable research methods, there is typically a one-to-many relationship between a given research approach and method. Unlike research approach, where there were few candidate categories from which to choose, in the case of research method, there were numerous classifications from which to choose. Arguably, the computing discipline most concerned with research method is Information Systems where many prior publications have identified a number of commonly used methods. ). These articles identify, for example, laboratory experiments (using human subjects), field studies, case studies, and field experiment. Several other research methods have also been identified; for example, conceptual analysis (or conceptual study), literature review (Lai and Mahapatra, 1997), instrument development (Alavi and Carlson, 1992), and exploratory survey (Cheon et al., 1993). Some studies have examined research methods specific to a software engineering context. Both Zelkowitz and Wallace (1997) and Harrison and Wells (2000) proposed a number of research methods similar to those identified in the information systems studies cited above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Next thing is the Level of analysis which refers to the notion that research work may be conducted at one or more of several levels; for example, at a high level, the research may be technical or behavioral in nature. Example of technical research would be focused on the computing system (CS), computing element (CE, representing a program, component, algorithm, or object) or abstract concept level. Some research work is done at the level of the profession (PRO), of which this paper is an example, as are those papers referenced in the introduction that address CS research in a particular country, while others may be conducted within an enterprise at the organizational (OC) level. The level of analysis in general are Society, Profession, External business context, Organizational context, Project, Group/team , Individual, Computing system , Computing element––program, component, algorithm and Abstract concept .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The last point is the reference discipline. By reference discipline, we mean any discipline outside the CS field that CS researchers have relied upon for theory and/or concepts. Generally, a reference discipline is one that provides an important basis, such as theory. ). Swanson and Ramiller (1993) identified computer science, management science, and cognitive science, organizational science, and economics as four key reference disciplines for information systems. Barki et al. (1988) also include behavioral science, organizational theory, management theory, language theories, artificial intelligence, ergonomics, political science, and psychology, while Westin et al. (1994) further identified mathematics/statistics and engineering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The results from the study should be of value to both researchers and doctoral students engaged in computer science research. For example, this study provides a characterization of the types of articles that computer science journals publish. Researchers can use this knowledge to make choices when deciding on a target journal for their research. The results can also be used to provide insights into areas of CS research that are receiving little research attention. For example, in terms of research approaches, the results clearly suggest that insufficient emphasis is being placed on the use of evaluative methodologies. However, while the results clearly support Tichy et al._s (1995) claim regarding the lack of focus on evaluation in CS research, Fletcher (1995) cautions that the use of experimental methods may not always be appropriate in computer science, a caveat that should be kept in mind. Further, funding organizations such as NSF could use the findings of the research to provide focused calls for proposals aimed at fostering research in particular areas or using particular approaches/methods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;source:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sprouts.aisnet.org/177/1/tr112-2.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;http://sprouts.aisnet.org/177/1/tr112-2.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" class="postbody" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"  style="font-family:courier new;"&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/2859661302894265042-8916219934685824604?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8916219934685824604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8916219934685824604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8916219934685824604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8916219934685824604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-able-to-read-article-that.html' title='- -sTate oF CS reSEaRcH - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6883041368576855263</id><published>2009-07-25T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:17:47.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -pUbliShEd reAsErcHes- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;I have read some published researches and was able to come up with a summary with each researches and also some evaluations..here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; text-align: center; width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Managing Power Consumption and Performance of Computing Systems Using Reinforcement Learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G. Tesauro, R. Das&lt;br /&gt;H. Chan, J. O. Kephar,&lt;br /&gt;C. Lefurgy, D. W. Levine and F. Rawson&lt;br /&gt;IBM Research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;This paper addressed a reinforcement learning approach to simultaneous online management of both performance and power consumption. Electrical power management in large-scale IT systems such as commercial datacenters is an application area of rapidly growing interest from both an economic and ecological perspective because many companies and business organizations want to save power without sacrificing performance. Energy consumption is a major and growing concern throughout the IT industry as well as for customers and for government regulators concerned with energy and environmental matters. This research tackles intelligent power control of processors, memory chips and whole systems, using technologies such as processor throttling, frequency and voltage manipulation. It presents a reinforcement learning approach to developing effective control policies for real-time management of power consumption in application servers. Such power management policies must make intelligent tradeoffs between power and performance, as running servers in low power modes inevitably degrades the application performance. The researchers designed a multi criteria objective function or utility function that takes both power and performance into account, and using the utility function as a reward signal in reinforcement learning. A high-level overview of experimental test bed is presented. The researchers apply reinforcement learning (RL) in a realistic laboratory test bed using a Blade cluster and dynamically varying HTTP workload running on a commercial web applications middleware platform. They embed a CPU frequency controller in the Blade servers’ firmware and train policies for this controller using a multi-criteria reward signal depending on both application performance and CPU power consumption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;The testbed scenario posed a number of challenges to successful use of RL, including multiple disparate reward functions, limited decision sampling rates, and pathologies arising when using multiple sensor readings as state variables. The data collection approach integrates several different data sources to provide a single, consistent view. Several dozen performancemetrics, such as mean response time, queue length and number of CPU cycles per transaction, are collected by the WXD data server, a daemon running on WXD’s deployment manager. They also run local daemons on each blade to provide CPU utilization per blade, and current CPU frequency, taking into accounts both the true frequency and any effects due to the current level of processor throttling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;This paper presented a successful application of batch RL combined with nonlinear function approximation in a new and challenging domain of autonomic management of power and performance in web application servers. We addressed challenges arising both from operating in real hardware, and from limitations imposed by interoperating with commercial middleware. By training on data from a simple random-walk initial policy, we achieved high-quality management policies that outperformed the best available hand-crafted policy. Such policies save more than 10%on server power while keeping performance close to a desired target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evaluation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;As I go reading this research paper, I haven’t really noticed any wrong. As the way I am seeing it, the researchers fully demonstrated everything and are able to present necessary data, documents and even graphical representations. The format is well arranged from introduction to its results and findings and the contents and substances are very specific. They are able to come with a very well made research; it is evident that they have gone through hard researchers also just to come up with their own research.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; text-align: center; width: 100%; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal;"&gt;An Undetectable Computer Virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David M. Chess and Steve R. White&lt;br /&gt;WhiteIBM Thomas J. Watson Research Center&lt;br /&gt;Hawthorne, New York, USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;One of the few solid theoretical results in the study of computer viruses is Cohen's 1987 demonstration that there is no algorithm that can perfectly detect all possible viruses. This brief paper adds to the bad news, by pointing out that there are computer viruses which no algorithm can detect, even under a somewhat more liberal definition of detection. The researchers also comment on the senses of "detect" used in these results, and noted that the immediate impact of these results on computer virus detection in the real world is small. They started by defining a computer virus as a viral set. A program is said to be infected simplicity when there is some viral set of which it is a member. A program which is an instance of some virus is said to spread whenever it produces another instance of that virus. The simplest virus is a viral set that contains exactly one program, where that program simply produces itself. Larger sets represent polymorphic viruses, which have a number of different possible forms, all of which eventually produce all the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In detecting a virus for the purposes of the paper, they made an algorithm A that detects a virus V if and only if for every program p, A(p) terminates, and returns "true" if and only if p is infected with V. This is essentially called as Cohen's definition. A very similar example demonstrates that there are viruses for which no error-free detection algorithm exists. That is, not only can we not write a program that detects all viruses known and unknown with no false positives, but in addition there are some viruses for which, even when we have a sample of the virus in hand and have analyzed it completely, we cannot write a program that detects just that particular virus with no false positives. . Every widely-deployed virus detection program in use today will claim to find a virus in at least some non-viral objects (a false positive), because the methods used for detection are approximate, based on the presence of a particular binary string in a certain place, on the calculation of the finite-size checksum of a macro, on a certain pattern of changes to a file, and so on. Producers of anti-virus software of course try to minimize the number of actual non-viral programs that are falsely detected. But no one worries about the fact that the algorithms used to detect viruses produce false positives on an enormous number of non-viral objects that have never been, and will never be, present on any actual user's computer. This paper's title, then, is deliberately somewhat provocative: while the viruses that are presented here are undetectable in the strict formal sense of the term, there is no reason to think that it is impossible to write a program that would detect them sufficiently well for all practical purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evaluation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is somehow smaller than the previous research that I read and it talks about the undetectable computer virus wherein the researchers wanted to let us know that according to study, there are really some viruses that cannot be detected. Some may have detected a virus but it could be possible that their algorithm is incorrect. As for the presentation of the research, it is presented in an accurate format by starting in definition of some terms and of course introduction of problems. Throughout the papers, formulas and algorithms are well presented to make the readers believe that what they want to imply is convincing. They provide algorithms in detecting viruses and how it is that sometimes, viruses are not really detected although we have thought it already was. The contents are definite and detailed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: auto; text-align: center; width: 100%; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal;"&gt;Computers and Epidemiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey O. Kephart, David M. Chess, Steve R. White&lt;br /&gt;High Integrity Computing Laboratory&lt;br /&gt;IBM Thomas J. Watson Research Center &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The researchers started this research paper by the two levels of behavior of computer viruses: microscopic and macroscopic. The micro level is the focus of hundreds of researchers who dissect and try to kill off the dozens of new viruses written every month while the macro view of computer viruses has insulated. The situation is being remedied in two ways: by the collection of statistics from actual incidents, and by computer simulation of virus spread. This epidemiological approach--characterizing viral invasions at the macro level--has led to some insights and tools that may help society to cope better with the threat. Today, computer virus epidemiology is an emerging science that reveals that protective measures are definitely within reach of individuals and organizations. Biologists have combined the micro- and macroscopic perspectives on disease to good effect. It turns out that biological diseases and computer viruses spread in closely analogous ways, so that each field can benefit from the insights of the other. One of the simplifications worth borrowing from the biologists is to regard individuals within a population -- in this case, computers and associated hard disks, diskettes, and other storage media -- as being in one of a few discrete states, such as "susceptible" or "infected. In epidemiological language, pairs of individuals have "adequate contact" with each other whenever one would have transmitted a disease to the other if the first had been infected and the second had been susceptible. Virus incident statistics collected from the sample population are very revealing about how quickly viruses are spreading in the real world and how prevalent they have become. It so happens that the number of infected PCs in the world is roughly proportional to the number of incidents observed in the sample population. Complete eradication of all viruses is impossible as long as there are malicious programmers. Combining microscopic and macroscopic solutions, however, holds out the hope of reducing the problem to the nuisance level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evaluation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the researchers are successful in informing the readers about the similarity of viruses in human and in computers. Their contents are definite and specific and the format is very well arranged too. They gave illustrations that made the readers understand it more clearly. Like the first two researches that I have read, it is done in a very concise way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &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/2859661302894265042-6883041368576855263?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6883041368576855263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6883041368576855263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6883041368576855263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6883041368576855263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/07/published-reaserches.html' title='- -pUbliShEd reAsErcHes- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8610482374491261282</id><published>2009-07-18T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:18:06.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- - o  B S e R v a T i o N  s- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;The University of Southeastern Philippines adopted new enrollment system for this school year 2009-2010, and maybe this will still be implemented for the following years. Honestly, for me, I did not really notice the changes and improvement. I did not know why they changed it and don’t care..Hehe..During the enrollment period, there are also numbers of tarpaulins that you can see around the campus and it is good, for maybe it did helped out the freshmen and also the transferees on the enrollment process. But as for the old students like me, I don’t know if they even take time to look on those tarpaulins..Hehe.. But considering that they have come up with that idea, I think it’s worth giving an appreciation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;As what I have mentioned earlier, it doesn’t help the old students because nothing has really changed. Anyways, for the new and transfer students, these are the OLD steps, I’m talking about the OLD: . First is they have to pay miscellaneous and other fees to their respective local councils. Next is to go to University Guidance Testing Office and fill up student records. For scholar students, they have to apply for a scholarship at the Office Student Services, that’s the third step. Next step is to enroll in ROTC or CWTS. After that, the student will go to their respective college adviser and submit or present all necessary documents, and get a Pre-Registration form where they have to fill it up and have the adviser sign it. After filling the up the PRF, they have to submit it to the encoder so they will get their Certificate of Registration. For scholars, they have to verify their student accounts at the bookkeeper and for regular or non-scholars, they have to fall in line and pay their tuition fee at the cashier. After paying they have to submit the necessary documents to the registrar and complete the enrolment process. The last part is to apply for library card. That’s for the new students. How about the old ones? There are also guidelines that are posted in the diagram and the steps are just almost the same except for some changes. The first step is to pay miscellaneous fees (Local Council fee, Obrero Campus Student Council fee, collegiate headlight fee and Insurance fee). For scholars, they have to renew and validate their scholarship at the Office of Student Services before they can proceed to the enrolment process. Next step is to go to their respective college adviser, submit or present all necessary documents, and secure a Pre-Registration form. Again, fill up the Pre-Registration form and have the adviser to sign it. After that they have to submit the Pre-Registration form to the encoder and secure Certificate of Registration. For scholars, they have to verify their student accounts at the bookkeeper and for non-scholars, they have to pay tuition fee at the cashier. And finally, the enrolment process for old students will be completed by getting stamped “Officially Enrolled” at the Registrar. And last step is to validate their library card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not post pictures anymore because I think the pictures that are posted above by my classmates are enough. As being mentioned by my fellows above, there are three parts in the diagram for the new enrolment system; first is for the new and transferred students, second part is for old students and the last and third part is for the shiftees.&lt;br /&gt;The following are enrolment procedure for new and transferee students.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 1 – Go To the University Guidance And Testing Office&lt;br /&gt;Ø Encoding of Student Information.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Identification No. Assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 2 – Office Of Student Services ( For Scholars Only)&lt;br /&gt;Ø Scholarship Application.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Releasing of Scholarship Card.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3 – ROTC/CWTS&lt;br /&gt;Ø Registration and Sectioning of ROTC/CWTS.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Releasing of ROTC/CWTS slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 4 – College&lt;br /&gt;Ø Present enrollment requirements.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Advising / Pre-Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of other fees (Local Council fee, Obrero Campus Student Council fee, collegiate headlight fee and Insurance).&lt;br /&gt;Ø Encoding - Assessment of fees.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Temporary Certificate of Registration Printing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 5 – Student Accounts (For Scholars Only)&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Posting of Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 5 – Cashier (Paying Students)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of Matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Official Receipt Printing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 6 – Registrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit enrollment requirements.Form 138 (High School Card).Photocopy of NSO Birth Certificate.USEPAT Entrance Exam Result.Admission Slip.Medical Certificate.Certificate of Good Moral (Original).2 pcs. 2x2 recent ID picture.Prospectus of the enrolled course.1 pc. Long brown envelop.Official receipt of tuition and other fees.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Printing of Official Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Enrollment Procedure of Old Students&lt;br /&gt;STEP 1 – Student Accounts&lt;br /&gt;Ø Check students’ accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Check balance.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Clearance signing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 2 – College&lt;br /&gt;Ø Advising / Pre- Registration&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of other fees (Local Council fees , Obrero Campus Student Council fees, Collegiate Headlight fee and Insurance).&lt;br /&gt;Ø Encoding.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Assessment of fees.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Temporary Certificate of Registration Printing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3 – Student Accounts (For Scholars Only)&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Posting of Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3 – Cashier (Paying Students)&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of Matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Official Receipt Printing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 4 – Registrar&lt;br /&gt;Ø Present Clearance.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Present Official Receipts (Tuition and other fees).&lt;br /&gt;Ø Printing of Official Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;The Enrollment Procedure for Shiftees based on the diagram are the following:&lt;br /&gt;STEP 1 – Student Accounts&lt;br /&gt;Ø Check students’ accounts.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Check balance.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Clearance signing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 2 – Go to Former College&lt;br /&gt;Ø Request to shift.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Recommendation to shift.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3 – Proceed to New College&lt;br /&gt;Ø Acceptance of Shiftee&lt;br /&gt;Ø Advising / Pre- Registration.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 4 – Go to University Guidance And Testing Office / Office Of Student Services&lt;br /&gt;Ø Student Profile Updating&lt;br /&gt;STEP 5 – Go back To New College&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of other fees (Local Council fee , Obrero Campus Student Council fee, Collegiate headlight fee and Insurance).&lt;br /&gt;Ø Encoding.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Assessment of fees.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Temporary Certificate of Registration Printing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 6 – Student Accounts (For Scholars Only)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Posting of Accounts.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 6 – Cashier (Paying Students)&lt;br /&gt;Ø Submit Temporary Certificate of Registration&lt;br /&gt;Ø Payment of Matriculation.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Official Receipt Printing.&lt;br /&gt;STEP 7 – Registrar&lt;br /&gt;Ø Present Clearance.&lt;br /&gt;Ø Present Official Receipts (Tuition and other fees).&lt;br /&gt;Ø Printing of Official Certificate of Registration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may notice that nothing has really changed from the old system to the new one. But during the actual enrolment procedure, we observed one thing that has changed and it do bother us all: the line in the registrar wherein all the students from different colleges will have to fall inline as one, and wait for their turn on the registrar’s office. That’s the current system. The old is different and based on observation, many will prefer the old than the new with regards to the registrar’s case. Before, there are assigned window for different colleges so we are not experiencing the longest line of our life! This is really of advantage especially for students like us who are enrolled in Institute of Computing where there are only few students compared to the College of Education. As for the diagrams, as I have mentioned earlier, we may give credit for the idea for it really helped the students especially the newly enrolled and the transferees (I am not sure for the old ones). Well, the diagram isn’t that bad IF you are just an ordinary student and do not know anything in making diagrams. But as for students like in the Institute of Computing (us) who are taught, as part of their subjects of the proper and appropriate way of making diagrams like those that are posted around the University, it’s another thing to consider. Maybe there are some flaws that can be noticed. Like the arrows and the arrangement itself. It could have been improved so that it would look nicer, more understandable and in order. As of the case of changing the enrolment system, as I have mentioned, we never really feel the changes for we are still experiencing the long, tiring routine of the enrolment process and it even gets worse in registrar’s case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-8610482374491261282?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8610482374491261282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8610482374491261282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8610482374491261282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8610482374491261282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-b-s-e-r-v-t-i-o-n-s.html' title='- - o  B S e R v a T i o N  s- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8703498033437364398</id><published>2009-07-15T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:18:20.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- - COMDDAP - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Sl2uP6trHfI/AAAAAAAAATk/IIY-eOTrjmU/s1600-h/PICT0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358630720122854898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Sl2uP6trHfI/AAAAAAAAATk/IIY-eOTrjmU/s320/PICT0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Where the highest mountain in the land rises over the vast rich plains of Davao, where the king of Philippine birds soar over his domain, the giant of all Philippine I.T. shows once more unfolds its latest event. It’s COMDDAP Davao 2009 – the biggest I.T. expo held regularly in the South."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;COMDDDAP (COMPUTER MANUFACTURERS, DISTRIBUTORS AND DEALERS ASSOCIATION OF THE PHILIPPINES) Davao 2009 was held last July 2-4, 2009 at the Grand Ballroom of Apo View Hotel, Davao City. I attended July 2 session together with my classmates. This is a product exhibit of the Computer Manufacturers, Distributors and Dealers Association of the Philippines. It was a nice experience; we are having so much fun especially on the question and answer part wherein they are giving away flash drives and t-shirts for those who are able to answer the questions that will be asked. Unfortunate for me ‘cause I wasn’t given the chance to answer so I missed those giveaways. Anyways, I attended two sessions in the afternoon, the first is about the Dealer Management System of the Jupiter Systems, the sister company of Nexus, and the second is about thin clients where I really learned a lot and funny because during the first session I almost fall asleep. He he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I was saying, I learned a lot and I’m having fun during the second session wherein they talked about thin clients and it was that time when I was able to understand what thin client really is. A thin client is similar to the traditional host client computing environment, except a thin client computer has a minimal hardware set; most of the computational load is executed on the host computer, and the host also provides space for applications and files. The thin client should have a low power, high performance CPU with good graphics. They do not require spindled drives, such as a hard drive, floppy drive, CD-ROM drive or DVD drive. The power required for a thin client is readily available by use of a small modular power ... A thin client is a client computer or client software in client-server architecture networks which depends primarily on the central server for processing activities, and mainly focuses on conveying input and output between the user and the remote server. In contrast, a thick or fat client does as much processing as possible and passes only data for communications and storage to the server. They have also discussed the advantages of thin clients and there are numbers of them. Running thin clients instead of traditional desktop PC’s has always been an advantage in a business. They have allowed moving very rapidly with new installations and migrating existing installations into networks. Remote users have been added very quickly and management of these nodes has been eased over more traditional solutions. All this has been achieved with a very very small support team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thin clients make changes once – and in one place. Software installation, updating and removal are kept easier because it’s in one place. Keeping an eye on disk space, memory and processor usages is a lot easier on one machine than keeping an eye on 50 or more. Backing up is also a lot quicker and all important recovery is faster. Changes can be made quickly and rolled out across a wide distributed user base with no intervention from end users. Also, thin clients take advantage of the unused load on your server. Many servers and client PC’s are often highly under-loaded. Virtual computing technology is taking huge advantage of this and thin clients can too. Take advantage of that unused load and save money from unnecessary equipment and make the most of the money you have spent. Savings can always be put back into the network by securing and enhancing the infrastructure making it even more reliable. Thin clients also make support and management easier. It bring down the cost, and most importantly, it provides security. There isn’t much that can be changed on a thin client and they aren’t as appetizing to thieves as desktop PC’s. Network bandwidth is reduced often to a more manageable level. Also, important data can be kept away from the main network and kept in the computer room – only screen and keyboard data needs to be sent over the cable. Keeps data where it should be – in a central location instead of it being dispersed around the network on different computers. Remote works can also benefit from rapid deployment of remote thin clients and the IT team can be safe in the knowledge that very little can happen to the home based workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last session ended with the question and answer part that I have mentioned above. Some of my classmates won like Kristine who came, saw and won. Some also are not that lucked to have the flash drives like Hannah who misses the correct answer. He. He. We went home around five in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-8703498033437364398?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8703498033437364398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8703498033437364398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8703498033437364398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8703498033437364398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/07/comddap.html' title='- - COMDDAP - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Sl2uP6trHfI/AAAAAAAAATk/IIY-eOTrjmU/s72-c/PICT0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-104632411918206395</id><published>2009-06-25T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:18:39.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- - - abOUt USEP - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Student as I only am, I really don’t know the exact reason why the university decided to choose in-house, although I can think of possible reasons based on observation and awareness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Maybe we can start by finding out what’s good with in-house or in source that the university chooses to adopt this system. When we speak of in-housing, it actually means getting resources, using and utilizing the skills and capabilities of the employees or persons that are working under a certain company or organization. In-housing can be best used if the company or organization involves complete renovation since employees working for that organization are already familiar with all the organization’s transactions. As far as my own opinion is concerned, in sourcing or in-housing is good especially if there are number of skilled and capable employees inside the organization. I mean, why spend money for outside party when the company already had a lot who are more than able to make and design the system. However, in the case of the university, my stand for this matter is subject o change. And in the first place, the decision as whether to adopt in source or outsource always depends on certain details and situations. The good thing in in-house system is that the company will be able to utilize the skills of its employees, the capable ones can prove and show what they got. And in many (but not all), it minimizes the cost because the company need not to spend and pay for programmers outside although it will still pay for the labor of its employee who do the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Now how about outsourcing? Before we conclude that either the choice of the university in adopting in-house or in source is good or bad, we have to know first the other option that the university can choose, and that is outsourcing. Outsourcing means getting resources outside the company or organization. Outsourcing is very prominent and almost every company adopts this system. It is said to be the new concept in the business world that develops complex systems, elevates the economic growth, increases the competitiveness and enhances performance of the organization. The decision to outsource is often made in the interest of lowering firm or conserving energy directed at the competitiveness of a particular business. This means that if the organization has a limited number of employees and doing the in-house job would affect the company’s operation, then the decision to outsource is the best idea. When the system is made outside, the employees can focus on their main function which is to develop the business and to plan for more strategies to achieve its goal. The way I see it, outsourcing is also good and as I have mentioned earlier, the decision whether to adopt in-source or outsource really depends on the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;So what is the situation of the university? Is in-housing a good choice? Why did the university adopt this system? I think the primary reason why the university chooses in-house is for it to be able to save and avoid spending too much money for the system alone. We can recall that the university had been using outsource in previous years and it pays big amount to an outside programmer just to do and maintain the system. The university realized that hiring programmers inside could minimize the cost. But the question is, does it really minimize the cost? Well, yes it did, but only for the meantime. The university utilizes the skills of the programmers inside and it’s really bad at all. However, there are still some factors to consider because the money spent is not the only thing to be considered in an organization. If the university hires employees inside, it is important to know if it doesn’t the flow of the operation and also to to figure out if in the long run it really minimizes the cost.In my own point of view, going for in-house is a good decision by the university ONLY IF it satisfies some conditions. What are these conditions? That hiring employees from inside does not cause a delay or bother the overall flow and main function of the university. Next is to make sure that there would be other expenditure in hiring these employees since saving money is the main objective. Why did I come to this idea? Because as the way I see it, if the university will hire let say, faculty teacher, that are supposedly handling subjects, and now they have to design and make programs or system as wee, what will happen? If the number of faculty teacher is limited, it really bothers and causes a delay. The teacher has to leave the students and focus on the system, or he/she may not leave the students but can he/she manage to do two jobs at the same time? The possible solution is to find for substitute teachers or to hire another faculty to take over the subjects and that means the university has to pay that faculty for the additional job. And we remember that the teacher/programmer is payed as a teacher and as a programmer. If this is the case, definitely those certain conditions are not satisfied and so choosing in-house is not a good choice for the university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;My conclusion is this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I really don’t have the knowledge what’s the real situation in the university but if what happened last year, that two of our professors are being pull out from their duty as instructors and are hired as programmers for the system that the university needs, then the decision of going for in-house isn’t really a good one. The students are affected and it causes the university to hire another professor to take the subjects leaved by the two programmers and the university payed the newly hired professors. And I think in the long run, the university will be using more money for this approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-104632411918206395?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/104632411918206395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=104632411918206395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/104632411918206395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/104632411918206395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-usep.html' title='- - - abOUt USEP - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4270560629391142675</id><published>2009-06-23T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:18:53.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -aBout sTANdARds- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This has been the first time that I encountered this word, STANDARD in technical definition. I’ve searched for the word and I have learned that Standard in the context of information technology means a framework of specification that has been approved by a recognized organization. It is generally accepted and widely used throughout the industry.According to Wikipedia, A &lt;span&gt;technical standard&lt;/span&gt; is an established norm or requirement. It is usually a formal document that establishes uniform engineering or technical criteria, methods, processes and practices. Standards represent common agreements that enable communications, directly in the case of Information Technology (IT) standards and indirectly in the case of all other standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standards are important in modern society today because they ensure that products and services are of adequate quality so that they can interoperate and work together even though they may be from different parties or entities. Standards are important because they raise level of quality, safety, reliability, efficiency and interoperability and provide such benefits at an economic cost. They allows interoperability of products, services, hardware and software from different parties. Without standards, users may be forced to use only hardware and software or services from one party or vendor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-4270560629391142675?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4270560629391142675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4270560629391142675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4270560629391142675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4270560629391142675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/about-standards.html' title='- -aBout sTANdARds- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6318483956298755148</id><published>2009-06-13T08:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:07:15.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>--mYsteRy bEhinD LOVE- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: courier new; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Four-letter word, easy to read but so hard to define. And  I have never really understand it’s true meaning until I was able to feel it by myself. My idea about life and  about everything changes when I fall in love. I always considered myself strong and well-rounded. But love proves that I am weak and shaky after all. Love makes me do crazy things; things I thought I’d never do. And I realized that  love is a power, that no matter how sane a person can be, if he/she is under the spell of this so-beautifully called LOVE, he/she would become the most insane person in the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Love lets you feel heaven and hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery-behind-love.html#more"&gt;Read More..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-6318483956298755148?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6318483956298755148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6318483956298755148' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6318483956298755148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6318483956298755148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/mystery-behind-love.html' title='--mYsteRy bEhinD LOVE- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7374161639606212456</id><published>2009-06-05T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:19:57.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- - aNothEr yeAr- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;my 21st birthday,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;weEeEe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;hAPPY bIRThdAy to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-7374161639606212456?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7374161639606212456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7374161639606212456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7374161639606212456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7374161639606212456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-year.html' title='- - aNothEr yeAr- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8977054721203734469</id><published>2009-06-04T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:20:13.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- -bAck to sChOoL !!!- - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;School time again??hayyy..I haven’t even feel the heat of summer vacation and here it is..back to school again. Not that I don’t love going to school, of course I love to..I can see my friends; I’ll have my allowance and all that. What I fear of going back to school again are the projects and subjects and I’m going to take. There’s the implementation of our Systems Analysis and Design and Software Engineering, there’s the Research..OMG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Good luck to me and my groupmates..really good luck to us..^-^&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-8977054721203734469?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8977054721203734469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8977054721203734469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8977054721203734469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8977054721203734469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-to-school.html' title='- -bAck to sChOoL !!!- - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3811042840859921042</id><published>2009-04-30T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:20:35.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>- -check out! ! !- - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Do you want to know if the person you’ve been going out with or the person wooing you right now is the person destined by fate to be with you forever? Here are some ways to know if this certain person is really THE ONE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.      You are happy and carefree with him/her. You forget all your worries and your problems whenever you’re with him/her. The whole planet will explode and you won’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.      You love him/her despite and inspite of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.      You completely trusts him/her and he/she completely trusts you. The word “secret” doesn’t exist in your relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.      You think of him/her not only as your boyfriend or girlfriend. He/she is you bestfriend, your confidant, your adviser and your well-meaning critic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.      You want to be the best him/her. You want to give him/her everything. You always want to make him/her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.      He/she never fails to light up your day, thinking of him/her always puts a smile in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.      All the people around you adored and admired him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.      He/she makes you want to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.      You think he/she is perfect despite of his/her flaws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  You will not think twice marrying him/her. You see yourself as being with him/her for the rest of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3811042840859921042?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3811042840859921042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3811042840859921042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3811042840859921042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3811042840859921042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-out.html' title='- -check out! ! !- - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4752425788359755362</id><published>2009-04-25T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:21:21.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- - tHoughts- -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SfHzAgPPECI/AAAAAAAAASA/PLwS3_Ck4YQ/s1600-h/a5cdd8c26da38148.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328307024135393314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SfHzAgPPECI/AAAAAAAAASA/PLwS3_Ck4YQ/s320/a5cdd8c26da38148.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Life is all that we have and how we are going to live it is the greatest decision that we have to choose. I had never really paid much thought about life because I’ve been so busy with my own interests. I told myself I’ll think about the right way to live later. And I fail to realize that every second that passed is my chance to live which I can never get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After understanding these things, I started to fix myself. I carefully made my decisions. I create a rule for myself; things that I should do and should not do. I made a beautiful blueprint for my life and I was happy about it. And then I told myself these things will happen to me and these will not. I carefully planned my life according to what I want so that I will not experience troubles, trilas, pains and failures. And my life will be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I misunderstood everything. As time passed, I found myself breaking my own rule. I found myself doing the things I swear I would not do and I haven’t start doing the things I supposed to do. I failed, I experience problems of many kinds. I was tested and I was hurted. And I cried, I didn’t planned for this, I am not prepared. How come it’s happening? As I was trying to entertain myself just forger everything, I meet people who are experiencing the same thing. I watch television and they had the same problem. I read books and it told the same story, same with mine. I listen to radio and all the music that it plays convey the same story. And it was then that I realized that we are all experiencing the same problem. For some, it will arrive early, for some it will arrive late. But each of us will have to undergo problems, will have to experience pains, dissappointments and failures. No matter how hard you try to keep yourself away from it, it will just come to you to teach you a lesson and to help you become stronger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are experiencing pains and problems, be thankful. It would be hard and the pain seemed unbearable, but God promised in His words that He will not give us what we can’t bear. Cry when it hurts so much but stand up and smile after the tears, think of the better person that you can be after that point in your life. I realized that we are all destined to get hurt to prepare ourselves to the journey of what they beautifully called LIFE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-4752425788359755362?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4752425788359755362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4752425788359755362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4752425788359755362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4752425788359755362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/04/thoughts.html' title='- - tHoughts- -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SfHzAgPPECI/AAAAAAAAASA/PLwS3_Ck4YQ/s72-c/a5cdd8c26da38148.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7807287993514805</id><published>2009-04-01T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:21:39.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -utility program, appilcation program, system program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Utility software or program is also known as service program or service routine. It is a type of computer software that is specifically designed to help manage and tune the computer hardware, operating system or application software, and perform a single task or a small range of tasks; as opposed to application software which tend to be software suites. On the other hand, application software or program is any tool that functions and is operated by means of a computer, with the purpose of supporting or improving the software user's work. It takes longer time to develop a utility program than an application for a reason that application programs are usually small and are said to be a subclass of computer software itself. Therefore, it is already available and doesn’t take a very long time to acquire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;System software or program is closely related to, but distinct from Operating System software. It is any computer software that provides the infrastructure over which programs can operate. It manages and controls computer hardware so that application software can perform. This is the reason why it has been said that it takes longer time to develop a system software or program. The range or the coverage of the system is wide and takes time to develop because one must first analyze and plan and consider many things before finally creating it and creating it also requires a long time. Unlike the first two programs that are just small and be develop in a short span of time.&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/2859661302894265042-7807287993514805?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7807287993514805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7807287993514805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7807287993514805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7807287993514805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/04/utility-program-appilcation-program.html' title='- -utility program, appilcation program, system program'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2629500266319037432</id><published>2009-03-27T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:21:58.751+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- developers vs customers - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Developers work together with customers and users to define requirements and specify what the proposed system will do. If, once it is built, the system works according to the specification but harms someone physically or financially, who is responsible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;For my own opinion, I think, both parts had the responsibility but the developer is to be blame more. Why did I arrive to this idea? If we will try to analyze, it is the developer who knows everything, technical and functional side of the system. Whatever the customer wants and everything the customer requires is being accepted and approved by the developer. He knows ahead of time what would be the possible outcome of the system, its benefits, advantages as well as its disadvantages.  Whatever will happen could have been foreseen by the developer although there are some exemptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer however is partly to be blamed for not thinking about this problem before asking the developer to create the system. I mean, they work together for this, the system as created with the cooperation of the customer. He/she was able to view the system and its update. For that reason, the customer might have recognized the coming harm. But as mentioned above, it was the responsible of the developer to check the security and uses of the system. He is not hired to only create the system but also to maintain it and to make sure that it was utilized accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we can also say that there is no one to be blamed. The developer as well as the customer is not guilty. The harm comes unexpectedly and this is reasonable and unavoidable for there is no such thing as perfect this world no matter how advanced the technology is.&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-2629500266319037432?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2629500266319037432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2629500266319037432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2629500266319037432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2629500266319037432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/03/developers-vs-customers.html' title='- developers vs customers - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6873516538360687874</id><published>2009-03-27T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:22:11.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -nOn-fUnctiOnaL REqUIrEMeNTs - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Non-functional requirements are requirements that specify criteria that can be used to judge the operation of a system, rather than specific behaviors. In general, non-functional requirements define how a system is supposed to be.  When writing or creating software, we also consider the non-functional requirements. These requirements are usually tested after the system is done or only during the implementation phase since during that phase, the programmer can already see the system and thus, decide if the system was done accordingly and supposedly.  In order to test the reliability of the system, I believe that the programmer must test the non-functional requirements of the system every now and then so that there would be no going back to the beginning. The programmer must be very careful and see to it that the non-functional requirement specially the safety and reliability of the system is testable and is doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, the reliability of a system cannot be really proclaimed or guaranteed that it would fail. Man, the programmer or the one who make the system is subject to failure and no matter what he did, he cannot give 100 percent assurance that his work will never fail. The system could fail but the good news is that the programmer can do things to avoid it or at least prevent it to happen. How can he do that? He must check the system every now and then to see if there would be possible failure that is going to occur.  He might identify some risk and prevent it to happen.&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/2859661302894265042-6873516538360687874?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6873516538360687874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6873516538360687874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6873516538360687874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6873516538360687874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/03/non-functional-requirements.html' title='- -nOn-fUnctiOnaL REqUIrEMeNTs - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-53719828532258942</id><published>2009-03-25T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:22:33.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>- -feAturing S.C.HOL.A.RS. - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmlXiHXUII/AAAAAAAAARQ/AAtBilYuu80/s1600-h/scholar2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316962658800849026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmlXiHXUII/AAAAAAAAARQ/AAtBilYuu80/s320/scholar2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Scmiq_yoaEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uugUCTA_kEw/s1600-h/1_525335234l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316959694649583682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Scmiq_yoaEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uugUCTA_kEw/s320/1_525335234l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmlqBSujFI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Mxa5kLRl4U/s1600-h/10062008140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316962976407653458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmlqBSujFI/AAAAAAAAARY/7Mxa5kLRl4U/s320/10062008140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;As written in the Holy Scripture, each of us are called to belong....not just to believe. Believing is not not eneough, we need to make ourself belong to a community to pratice our love and to be able to aplly what Jesus wants us to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316960455300202098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmjXRb3vnI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ilOSpcegOj8/s320/1_177976290l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I am proud to say that I belong to a group of kind and God-fearing people. We called ourselves SCHOLARS..Seekers for Christ, his HOLiness And RighteousnesS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmjwnLw1II/AAAAAAAAARA/SokxIHdXlYI/s1600-h/1_273547158l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316960890634949762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmjwnLw1II/AAAAAAAAARA/SokxIHdXlYI/s320/1_273547158l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmkufEYHnI/AAAAAAAAARI/8nf-i1t9piU/s1600-h/PC170348.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316961953608375922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmkufEYHnI/AAAAAAAAARI/8nf-i1t9piU/s320/PC170348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;These are the peple I laughed with.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I confess with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I cry with... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;and I pray with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmkufEYHnI/AAAAAAAAARI/8nf-i1t9piU/s1600-h/PC170348.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I am very thankful for their presence for through them I was able to learn more about God, encounter His presence and feel His love. Together with these people I was renewed, rebuked,reminded and transfromed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmomE4R5cI/AAAAAAAAARg/TXEieTcA_w8/s1600-h/1_398901590m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316966207185872322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmomE4R5cI/AAAAAAAAARg/TXEieTcA_w8/s320/1_398901590m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316966378637112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmowDlcNJI/AAAAAAAAARo/9QacWnJhNVk/s320/1_834541225l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316966511154995186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/Scmo3xQKn_I/AAAAAAAAARw/UoBy_Vl5zPM/s320/1_285178976l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316966748368980114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmpFk8YyJI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MQDtUScNZD0/s320/1_819378434m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;GO HIGHER SCHOLARS. Thanks for the prayers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Keep the fire burnin'.!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-53719828532258942?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/53719828532258942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=53719828532258942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/53719828532258942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/53719828532258942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/03/featuring-scholars.html' title='- -feAturing S.C.HOL.A.RS. - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/ScmlXiHXUII/AAAAAAAAARQ/AAtBilYuu80/s72-c/scholar2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8260280105250299304</id><published>2009-03-25T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:23:22.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God/Christian Life'/><title type='text'>- - aN iNteRvieW wiTh GoD - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have read this article years ago and until now, every word of this article still strokes me. I want to share this for those who doesn't have the chance to read this very wonderful article..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;An interview with God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I dreamt I had an interview with God. "Come in," God said. "So, you would like to interview Me?"&lt;br /&gt;"If you have the time," I said.&lt;br /&gt;God smiled and said: "My time is eternity and is enough to do everything; what questions do you have in mind to ask me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"What surprises you most about mankind?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;God answered:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"That they get bored of being children, are in a rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.&lt;br /&gt;That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to restore their health.&lt;br /&gt;That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live neither for the present nor the future.&lt;br /&gt;That they live as if they will never die, and they die as if they had never lived…" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;God’s hands took mine and we were silent for a while and then I asked…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"As a parent, what are some of life’s lessons you want your children to learn?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;God replied with a smile:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"To learn that they cannot make anyone love them. What they can do is to let themselves be loved.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that what is most valuable is not what they have in their lives, but who they have in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others. All will be judged individually on their own merits, not as a group on a comparison basis!&lt;br /&gt;To learn that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love, and that it takes many years to heal them.&lt;br /&gt;To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that there are persons that love them dearly, but simply do not know how to express or show their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that money can buy everything but happiness.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it totally differently.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that a true friend is someone who knows everything about them…and likes them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;To learn that it is not always enough that they be forgiven by others, but that they have to forgive themselves." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I sat there for a while enjoying the moment. I thanked Him for his time and for all that He has done for me and my family, and He replied, "Anytime. I’m here 24 hours a day. All you have to do is ask for me, and I’ll answer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;People will forget what you said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;People will forget what you did,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;but people will never forgethow you made them feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.appleseeds.org/interview_God.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://www.appleseeds.org/interview_God.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-8260280105250299304?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8260280105250299304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8260280105250299304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8260280105250299304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8260280105250299304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/03/interview-with-god.html' title='- - aN iNteRvieW wiTh GoD - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4576648028973034471</id><published>2009-02-09T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T23:02:12.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- -  i nEed hElp - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I n the event that Valentine's Day is approaching,I need to think and write a short story about love, courtships and marriage for our church activity...it's been one week after the task was given to me and until now i still can't think of a nice story. I need a heartbreaking story, maybe a story for youth since this will be played during our youth fellowship. A story that will acknowledge the love of God and the viewer will eventually become aware that they need God in their relationship if they want to end it good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help..Suggest..what would be that story?&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-4576648028973034471?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4576648028973034471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4576648028973034471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4576648028973034471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4576648028973034471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-need-help.html' title='- -  i nEed hElp - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4960377361953201124</id><published>2009-01-31T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:24:12.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -uNiveRsity oUtsOuRCe - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;Outsourcing is getting resources outside the company/organization. When we talk of businesses outside world, outsourcing is very prominent. Almost every company adopts this system. The reason is simple, it is said to be the new concept in the business world that develops complex systems, elevates the economic growth, increases the competitiveness and enhances performance of the organization. Outsourcing is a great opportunity especially for the individuals who are lucky to have the job and it’s more advantageous for the company who is doing this kind of strategy. Although school is another story to talk about specially if we will talk about our very our school, same idea is true about outsourcing. Outsourcing could be of help in a way that the school can get programs outside that cannot be found or made inside the school. New ideas, strategies and implementations one cannot get we only rely on in-source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;Mentioned by my fellow above, we had dealt with this topic about outsourcing before, actually, that was about what we think is better for our school to adopt; would it be outsourcing or in-sourcing. What I chose to believe before is different from what I see right now. I had thought of in-source as a better way to adopt before for the reason that the university had a bunch of skilled programmers who can actually do the job better that anyone outside and maybe this could minimize the cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;For now, I think I would recommend outsourcing to our university .Yes, it's true that the university had good programmers but the problem is, these people had other responsibilities inside the school and for this reason, they cannot function and perform their respective duties well. Secondly, if the university will outsource its system, everything is ready and going well and the university can even assure that the system operates well, it comes from outside, it was paid so the programmers will do everything to satisfy the needs and requirements of the university. Maybe in-sourcing cost less but in a long run, it could spend big money like the case of our instructors where the university will have to pay them as programmers and as instructors. Improper use of money. I mean, it could have been use for other important matters that concerned the students.&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-4960377361953201124?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/4960377361953201124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=4960377361953201124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4960377361953201124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/4960377361953201124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/university-outsource.html' title='- -uNiveRsity oUtsOuRCe - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-7384730718518931491</id><published>2009-01-31T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:24:32.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- -pAradiGm sHift - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Significant organizational change really occurs in a business when it changes its overall strategy for success or wants to change the very nature by which it operates. It also occurs when an organization evolves through various life cycles, just like people must successfully evolve through life cycles. For organizations to develop, they often must undergo significant change at various points in their development. Although significant organizational change is one of the most difficult strategies to implement, engaging such change is also very rewarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Among the four types of change; Automation, Rationalization of procedures, Business process reengineering, and Paradigm Shift, I think it is very evident that paradigm shift is the most important one. It is the best choice among the four. To support this, let us get to know more about paradigm shift. As what I have read, we may think as a change from one way of thinking to another. It's a revolution, a transformation, a sort of metamorphosis. In laymen terms, Paradigm Shift is a popular, or perhaps, not so popular shift or transformation of the way we Humans perceive events, people, environment, and life altogether. It can be a national or international shift, and could have dramatic effects -- whether positive or negative -- on the way we live our lives today and in the future. I think what makes this different among the four is the fact that it adapts to the changes of the world in reality. The organization will base its ideas and decision on what is important on the current or present time. Unlike the automation that merely uses machines or computers denying the existence of human who is the most critical part of an organization.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Although major risk also awaits in this type of change, its worth the gamble for there also waits major rewards. Anyway, life is a gamble itself. You just have to play the cards well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;sources:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://managementhelp.org/org_chng/org_chng.htm" target="_blank"&gt;http://managementhelp.org/org_chng/org_chng.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fastcompany.com/guides/change.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.fastcompany.com/guides/change.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taketheleap.com/define.html" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.taketheleap.com/define.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?What-is-a-Paradigm-Shift?&amp;amp;id=68933" target="_blank"&gt;http://ezinearticles.com/?What-is-a-Paradigm-Shift?&amp;amp;id=68933&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-7384730718518931491?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/7384730718518931491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=7384730718518931491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7384730718518931491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/7384730718518931491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/paradigm-shift.html' title='- -pAradiGm sHift - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-4634921203523864949</id><published>2009-01-26T15:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:24:56.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>-  - aT L aSt - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;At last, we are able to think of a good system proposal for our System Analysis and Design subject and guess what; our instructor finally approved it…! We have been rejected; I mean our proposals have been rejected for how many times by this instructor. He kept on telling us that we are far more better and that he knows we are able to come up with a better proposal, an idea that we can be proud of and worth of our learning and hard years here in this university.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our system proposal is all about Campus Club System. The idea is, the system will network all the organizations and clubs in the university. The student doesn’t have to go to their meeting place to gather information and to be updated by the current events and activities of the org she/he belongs. The system is Web ready, has a set of templates to choose from (design purposes), contains details of an organization such as the club name, its purpose, activities, officials, members and contact details .it also has the capability to administer efficient club officer nomination and election. 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font-family: courier new;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SXl5uTjfTwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mKJA0fuR-g0/s1600-h/dd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SXl5uTjfTwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mKJA0fuR-g0/s320/dd.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294396673380798210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192); font-family: courier new;" class="postbody"&gt;This is the flow of the enrollment system of USEP. First , the student have to pay all the miscellaneous fees including local council fees, OCSC fee, headlight, etc. After such, the student will now proceed to their respective adviser for the evaluation of grades then the adviser will release PRF form, the student will fill this up, have the adviser sign it and then give the for to the encoder for the encoding of subjects. The encoder will release the encoded subjects in Certificate of Registration form. Now the student will proceed to the cashier for the payment and have the bookkeeper record the file. After doing so, the students will proceed to the registrar for the validation of his/her enrolment process. The registrar will write an officially enrolled sing to the COR if all is well. The student now is said to be officially enrolled. However, he/she must still proceed to the librarian for the validation of his/her lib-card.&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/2859661302894265042-2395669340547420829?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2395669340547420829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2395669340547420829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2395669340547420829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2395669340547420829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/use-case.html' title='Use case'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SXl5uTjfTwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/mKJA0fuR-g0/s72-c/dd.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-9018990366369111431</id><published>2009-01-19T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T10:46:58.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>- - When will meet him Lord? - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;If you are one ofthose many who is still waiting and looking for the PERFECT ONE.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Check this out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Everyone longs to give himself completely to someone&lt;br /&gt;To have a deep soul relationship with another&lt;br /&gt;To be loved thoroughly and exclusively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God says to Christian:&lt;br /&gt;“Not until you are satisfied, fulfilled, and content with being&lt;br /&gt;Loved by Me alone…&lt;br /&gt;With giving yourself totally and unreservedly to Me&lt;br /&gt;With an intensely personal and unique relationship&lt;br /&gt;With Me alone, discovering that only Me is your&lt;br /&gt;Satisfaction to be found…&lt;br /&gt;Will you be capable of the human love relationship that I have planned for you?&lt;br /&gt;You will never be united with another&lt;br /&gt;Until you are united with Me&lt;br /&gt;Exclusive of anyone or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Exclusive of any other desire or longings.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ I want you to stop planning, stop wishing, and allow&lt;br /&gt;Me to give you the most thrilling plan existing..&lt;br /&gt;One that you can never imagine.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to have the best.&lt;br /&gt;Just allow Me to bring it to you.&lt;br /&gt;You just keep watching Me&lt;br /&gt;Expecting the greatest things.&lt;br /&gt;Keep experiencing the satisfaction that I am. Keep listening&lt;br /&gt;And learning the things that I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;You just wait, that’s all.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be anxious. Don’t be worried.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look around at the things others has gotten or&lt;br /&gt;That I’ve given them. Don’t look around at things&lt;br /&gt;You think you want. You just keep looking at Me,&lt;br /&gt;Or you will miss what I want to show you.&lt;br /&gt;And then, when you are ready, I’ll surprise you&lt;br /&gt;with a love far more wonderful that any you would dream of .&lt;br /&gt;You see, until you are ready and until the one I have for you is ready,&lt;br /&gt;Until you are both satisfied exclusively with me.&lt;br /&gt;And the love that exemplifies your relationship with me,&lt;br /&gt;And this is the perfect love. I want you to see in the picture&lt;br /&gt;Of your relationship with me, and to enjoy materially and concretely the everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Union of beauty, perfection and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I offer you is MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;Know that I love you utterly. I am God.&lt;br /&gt;Believe and be satisfied.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 85%;"&gt;source: &lt;a href="http://www.biblicaldiscipleship.org/Marriage_and_Family/Relationships.htm"&gt;http://www.biblicaldiscipleship.org/Marriage_and_Family/Relationships.htm&lt;/a&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/2859661302894265042-9018990366369111431?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/9018990366369111431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=9018990366369111431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/9018990366369111431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/9018990366369111431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-will-meet-him-lord.html' title='- - When will meet him Lord? - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-2905479158179060078</id><published>2009-01-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:25:50.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>--mY aPproAch- - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We are now on the process wherein we are going to gather data for our System Analysis and Design subject and I am just wondering what approach am I going to use to gather data and information that I need for my studies. Would it be interviewing, document review, observation, or use of questionnaires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Considering my personal type, I think it would be comfortable for me to use interviewing technique and in fact, I and my company have been using this technique in our data gathering during our previous subjects. This technique for me, not only fit my personality but I believe this is one of the best way if you want to gather useful and necessary data for your system. I am a person who loves to communicate with people. I believe I am skilled in dealing and talking with different kinds of people. interviewing has an advantage that the other technique do not have. In interviewing, you can ask whatever question you want that is necessary in your study and you think is significant. You had a personal encounter with the person who holds the information and this gives interviewing an advantage among the other technique. You can ask follow up questions and you can choose whether to use open or close interviewing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;So far in my experience in using interviewing, it is effective and successful. I mean, we are able to gather all the information that we need and we are able to know everything that we what to know about the company we adapted. Although we not only limit our approach in interviewing, I mean, we also observe, gather necessary documents and sometimes give questionnaires. But the whole data gathering really uses interviewing technique.&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-2905479158179060078?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/2905479158179060078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=2905479158179060078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2905479158179060078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/2905479158179060078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-approach.html' title='--mY aPproAch- - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5643426037144536490</id><published>2009-01-04T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:26:40.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- - tHeSE aRe tHe sTeps- - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List" style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p 	{mso-margin-top-alt:auto; 	margin-right:0in; 	margin-bottom:5.75pt; 	margin-left:0in; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: small;"&gt;Throughout this semester, I’ve been spending time in thinking and identifying the reason of existence, my ambition, my goals and my objectives. Also the ways o n how would I achieve these goals. Thanks to our professor who never ceased in reminding us and making us realize that we’ve got to start working and set our mind so that we can be productive and we can attain our goals and objectives in life. In order to make this possible, I for myself have to set some steps.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can compare or relate these steps to the phases of System Development Life Cycle that is included in our discussion in System Analysis and Design. These phases are the planning, analysis, design, implementation, and support phase. For my objectives, I think I would start in of course, IDENTIFYING MY GOALS AND OBJECTIVES to attain. And as I have mentioned earlier, I’ve spend so much time for this, therefore I’m done with this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My next step is PRAYER. Well I just think that this is also necessary and it’s very funny that we fail to remember tat everything that is going to happen is still in the hand of God and is under the permission of God. No matter how hard we work, how well we plan and analyze, if God would not bless us, and would not allow it to happen, we are just wasting our efforts. That’s why after identifying my goals, I pray to the Lord to bless me and if these objectives that I have is good for me and is in His will and plan. God’s plan is still the best plan. If I pray, then I am confident that I already consult with God and no matter what would happen, I know I’m not a failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Next to prayer is the time to PLAN. It should always be accompanied with works. I have to set now what strategies or approach am I going to use to attain my objectives. Questions like what would I do, where and when should I start, what would motivate me to pursue will be answered in this phase. I have to plan carefully and creatively. After I’ve plan, as I’ve mentioned earlier, prayers and plans should always be accompanied with action. My final step is to IMPLEMENT or put into action all my plans without missing anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I can see it, my steps are more on predictive approach. I’ve already set everything that is going to happen. However, these are still subject to changes. Again, it was still God who has the final power to decide. In this case, the steps are still related to adaptive approach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: courier new; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black; font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&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/2859661302894265042-5643426037144536490?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5643426037144536490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5643426037144536490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5643426037144536490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5643426037144536490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2009/01/these-are-steps.html' title='- - tHeSE aRe tHe sTeps- - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-8349909388702992018</id><published>2008-11-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:26:57.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>Heart versus mind 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrXZP4cYFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVfwu8bYUtI/s1600-h/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrXZP4cYFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVfwu8bYUtI/s320/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272263142550560850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My dilemma is partly over. I call it partly for the reason that I was able to decide what to choose. And I cannot totally claim that it’s over for I know that upon making the choice, I disappoint some of the people I cared about. Maybe I was wrong, well I’ve been wrong even from the start and that’s what bothers me until now, can this thing had the chance to end up perfectly when it started erroneously? Or was it me who’s making things complicated? I just don’t know.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I know I have to prepare my self for the consequence. I can see it coming and I wish I had enough strength to face it when it comes. I know there are few who criticized me and I cannot blame them. If I were in their shoes, I’ll speak the same word.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, there is this one important lesson I learned; we should never speak for final, we should not conclude, not even swear like it’s the end, because we never know what’s ahead of us. The most painful thing that can happen to our life is when we have to eat our own words. When we swear not to do something and ended up doing it anyway. It happened to me. Maybe the best thing that a person can do when they see faults in others is to keep his mouth shut. Don't judge. Don't criticize. In that way, he cannot offend others and at the same time, he’s saving himself for trouble. We will be tested according to what we believed we are strong at. When you’ll say “I’m not gonna be like that”, be careful, you might become one if you'll not watch out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-8349909388702992018?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/8349909388702992018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=8349909388702992018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8349909388702992018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/8349909388702992018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-versus-mind-2.html' title='Heart versus mind 2'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrXZP4cYFI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YVfwu8bYUtI/s72-c/3d2032f38ca697ba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-3948865202632830884</id><published>2008-11-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:27:17.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Experinces'/><title type='text'>- -r E a l i Z a t i O n - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;I attended my class in Management Information System this morning and before the class had started; my gorgeous professor gave us some sort of sermon. He talked a lot of things and the words he said just strike me in. Our topic for that session is about strategic planning and he asked a question so simple yet no one is able to answer, he asked how we plan our life and future. All are speechless so he concluded that if that was the case, then we are all failures. And that hit me. I have come to realize that in my life as IT, I haven’t given all my best yet.  All the information is available and I’m supposed to excel on my course right now, but I do not. And the reason is simple; I spend too much time lying on my bed and is too lazy to read. That’s the problem I’m seeing in myself, I am living my life with so much comfort that I ended up learning nothing yet I know that I could have gain more knowledge if I just plan wisely and get out of my bed more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the words of my professor, I was able to take a glimpse of my life style and I had to admit that he’s somehow right in my case, (I don’t know with my other classmates). I lacked enough planning of my future. Well I do have plans, let me rephrase it then; I lacked an action to fulfill my plans. Although I have set some goals to attain, I’m not doing my best for it to happen.  The exact term used by our professor is “plan to failure”. Another way of saying that plans that are not implemented well bound to fail and there’s no use of planning if we will only fail in the end.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reflection encouraged me to somehow make a little change on my attitude and how I deal my laziness. I decided to read habitually. I am inspired by the very words of Sir and had to agree with everything he said. Everything that I need is just around me and yet I take it for granted and do not utilize it. I hope I can manage to discipline myself and take these things seriously as I go on with my course. I am somehow aware that my knowledge is just a dot to what I should able to find out if I want to become successful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2859661302894265042-3948865202632830884?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/3948865202632830884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=3948865202632830884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3948865202632830884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/3948865202632830884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/11/r-e-l-i-z-t-i-o-n.html' title='- -r E a l i Z a t i O n - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1459136735686413009</id><published>2008-11-24T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:28:09.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- -V i s s i o n s - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I had just considered this one afternoon and had put it into writing now. I take a short review of my life and was surprised to figure out that there are lots of changes that took place, in me and in my surroundings. Fours years ago, I dreamed of becoming a Certified Public Accountant, now I am here, in front of a computer busy doing projects and assignments in my subjects in IT. What I realize is the fact that things are not happening in a way we expect them to happen. We have to work and exert extraordinary effort if want things to happen as we want it to be. And I lacked of it. I just live my life effortlessly having put into my mind that we are supposed to enjoy life so why worry? And now, I have to start a new life, new routine, new goals, new ambition, new dream and new me.  I know it’s not yet late, in case it already is, well they said that it’s better be late than never. I have just become conscious that I have to transform if I want to become someone someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The idea is very familiar and ordinary. I have to put up some goals in life to motivate me to do bigger things and avoid indolence. Now that I am connected to IT, my aim is to become an exceptional IT professional in the future and that’s less than five years from now. I am not an artist so I skip the idea of becoming a web developer /designer or a graphic artist. Maybe I could be a systems analyst or an IT consultant in a large and famous company in the world. Now don’t think that I’m talking impossibilities here, it’s free to dream and who knows? The world is flat and impossible is for the negative thinkers only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrMPqzTUwI/AAAAAAAAANs/s0nZunBc7P8/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 88px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrMPqzTUwI/AAAAAAAAANs/s0nZunBc7P8/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272250883350156034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I have to set some plans and ways how to attain these goals so that this time around, there would be no waste of time; so much time had been wasted. My family is my first inspiration and their presence is enough to encourage me to pursue. I also had to do this to prove my worth, that I can say to myself that I am able to attain these in my own if I just strive hard so I can brag to everyone that I am really something and not just nothing. The college where I enrolled is also a factor; it had helped in a way that I have learned how to acquire knowledge and information on my own and not to become totally dependent to what they will provide and share. The faculty taught us to stand on our own because we can learn a lot with our own. When we will be working with the real world someday, we had nothing to rely on except our own selves.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-1459136735686413009?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1459136735686413009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1459136735686413009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1459136735686413009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1459136735686413009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/11/v-i-s-s-i-o-n-s.html' title='- -V i s s i o n s - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SSrMPqzTUwI/AAAAAAAAANs/s0nZunBc7P8/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-1965533921128521630</id><published>2008-11-05T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:28:38.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hearts'/><title type='text'>- - Heart  vS   Mind - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s so easy to decide. Of course, we have to follow our mind. An old and famous argument says that the reason why our brain is placed in our head above our heart is because we have to give more importance and value on what our mind says than what our heart speaks. We have to make decision based on logic, on what is right, on what we think is better, not on what we feel and on the state of our emotion. We should exercise wisdom and do not let fantasy override reason. Otherwise, we’ll end up a loser, really. I’ve read and heard many true stories about this. People who decided to follow their heart ended up broken in the end. The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Now I remember a line from a famous song that goes like this “loser, that’s what you get when you let you’re heart win.” You’ll really end up a loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what now? Heart versus mind and of course, the best choice is mind. But I have one question before we finally decide. In choosing our mind, how do we feel? Well of course we’re proud. We do the right thing and that deserves a round of applause. We must be very proud of ourselves. So let me rephrase the question, in choosing our mind, are we happy? Can we manage to smile and feel better after ignoring out heart and choosing what’s right? It’s hard. It is just so hard. When you will come to a point where you have to do what’s right, what will please people and what you think is just necessary. And you have to ignore what you feel. You’ve done what’s right and then what? Can you celebrate for that? I don’t think so. Because your heart is bleeding, you heart is broken. And then you will spend all your life thinking what could possibly happen if you choose to follow your heart.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been an adviser all my life. I give advises to people on what’s the best thing to do when problems hit. And now, what I realize is the painful truth that things are never as easy as I though it was. I thought I already understand life to the fullest, but I was so wrong.  When you’re the one who’s facing those dilemmas, your ideas will change and you will no longer believe in yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heart versus mind, maybe you can decide right now. It is so easy to say but when you found yourself into that situation, you will know what I mean.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-1965533921128521630?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/1965533921128521630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=1965533921128521630' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1965533921128521630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/1965533921128521630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-vs-mind.html' title='- - Heart  vS   Mind - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-5156746198767634529</id><published>2008-10-10T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:29:01.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Thoughts'/><title type='text'>- -uNgRateFuLnEss - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SO7bFKQx2iI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xOk9tz5MG90/s1600-h/2459150590_6c8a28b985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SO7bFKQx2iI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xOk9tz5MG90/s320/2459150590_6c8a28b985.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255378696888506914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a name="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211452588362493250"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’ve been wrong with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m the most stupid individual on earth. I know the right way yet I choose to walk in the wrong one. Where can you find a person as stupid as me? None. Nowhere, because I’m the only one capable of doing such. I’m such a fool. I’m a fool!! All my life I was given the chance to know things that are revealed to chosen few people. I’ve been poured with spiritual advices and even almost sink with it. I’ve heard the gospel and meditate it. I know the goodness of the Lord and memorized His commandments. I witnessed the lives of those who did not follow Christ and how they suffer because of that. I made them my examples and vowed myself never to follow their ways. I’ve heard lots of testimonies of people from darkness; on how miserable their life was before they know Jesus. And for that, I found reasons to be thankful for, because I know I’m blessed having the opportunity of knowing Christ since the day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I felt the love of God for me, not only during the times that He answered my prayers but also for all the days of my life where He gave me air to breath, sun to give me heat, and people to greet. I read the bible and almost done reading it and I can interpret the gospel if someone would ask me to. I just simply know the truth and know that there is no other important thing in life other that to love God and follow His commandments. But still, I choose not to follow this. I know the punishment of the likes of me but I don’t seem to care. I know where I’m about to go if I continue I in my wrong life but I have no courage to stop it. I know I hurt God and disappointed Him every time I act badly but my heart is stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that all I’m doing will lead me to a dead end but I’m still doing it. So you see, where can you find a person such stupid as me? I’m evil. I don’t deserve even a bit of His love. I kept on promising Him but they were all lies. For I always failed to do the right. I’ve experience His &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;unending love for me.I know He’s capable of turning impossible to possible. I can’t count the times when I preferred to do bad even if I know it’s bad from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And after all of these, I know He still forgives me, time and time again. Yet despite His goodness, despite what He’d done, I chose to disobey. Such an ungrateful daughter! To you my Father, this is all I can say: I really want to please you but I think I never can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: courier new; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2859661302894265042-5156746198767634529?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/5156746198767634529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=5156746198767634529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5156746198767634529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/5156746198767634529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/10/ungratefulness.html' title='- -uNgRateFuLnEss - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SO7bFKQx2iI/AAAAAAAAAMs/xOk9tz5MG90/s72-c/2459150590_6c8a28b985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2859661302894265042.post-6198624358181872952</id><published>2008-10-04T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:29:21.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='InfoTech'/><title type='text'>- - -...hmMmM - - -</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SOZjhfRYhPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qjDsHfbIgMQ/s1600-h/1907422564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 127px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SOZjhfRYhPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qjDsHfbIgMQ/s320/1907422564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252995442355504370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;We are asked to identify an information environment of our choice and write an essay to address questions like “What should be your role within this environment?”,“How can the principles of information organization and representation help you in performing this role?”, “What are are the challenges facing you in performing the role ?and “How will you address these challenges?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I had to start this by reminding myself that after my graduation and that would hopefully be less than two years from now, I have to work. Of course, it’s everybody’s goal, I mean, that is the reason why we enroll in college, to prepare ourselves, to get a job, a better job for ourselves. I take up IT so I have to work in an IT environment. I have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to engage myself with IT people and in IT world. The truth is, I am not yet certain what exactly will I become and what exactly my job would be after I graduate. I had a lot of friends who graduated in IT- related course and most of them are working in call centers around the world. I don’t blame them or judge them. And yet, deep inside, I had always dreamed to work in a big company as a Business intelligence analyst. That is what I want for now and of course, nobody really knows if there’s a chance for that to happen, it is still in the hands of God. Yes, I want to work in a big company and I really mean big like the Bank of the Philippine Island, or Ayala Land, or San Miguel ,or PLDT. And before that, I just want to remind you that it’s not a sin to dream, in fact, it’s free to dream. Every one of us can dream as much as he/she wanted. I dreamed of designing and developing company data analysis and report solutions; review and analyze data from internal and external resources; communicate analysis results and make recommendations to senior management because that is what business intelligence analyst do. I am not yet yearning to work abroad or anywhere outside the country to get a high paying job, although we all know that it’s everybody’s dream, to work abroad. However, if there is an opportunity, definitely I will grab it. But I have a simple aim in life, to work and to become happy with what I am doing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I will work as a business intelligence analyst in a big company and it is my job to design and develop company data analysis and report solutions; review and analyze data from internal and external resources; communicate analysis results and make recommendations to senior management. I will play a very important role in the company and I will do everything to become able to play that role effectively. My role is to provide a bridge between the business and IT, working with both sides to propose changes to processes and systems to meet the needs of the business. I will act as a liaison between functional areas such as HR, finance, marketing and technical areas, like development. My work with project managers is involved with software development or process management. I always believed that my job is very important in a certain company. As what I have heard, business analyst is a hot commodity right now due to business reliance on technology. According to Jim McAssey, "The global delivery capabilities of technology today make the challenges of successfully bridging the gap between business and IT even harder. My role is necessary for a reason that business and IT are two different fields that should go hand in hand together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know that upon working in a company, there are lots of things to consider for we all know that we will not work alone, we are going to work and deal with different kinds of people and suit ourself with them so that we will become an effective employee. In the time I will going to work, I know I have to consider lots of factor and one of these are the principles of information organization and representation. I have to know all these things so that I can perform my role effectively. There are many principles of information organization and I think it differs in every organization. But there are three common principles that I need to consider. These three principles of knowledge organization that I have known are knowledge needs to be organized for communities. designing tools to support the organization of knowledge, guiding principle must be that of user orientation and predominant usage. And lastly, standardization and networking provide infrastructures, which facilitate effective and efficient access to information and documents. The notion of information representation and organization traditionally means creating catalogs and indexes for publications of any kind. It includes the description of the attributes of a document and the representation of its intellectual content. Today the library catalog is no longer a tool for its own collection for the library visitors; it has become a network node that users can visit from anywhere in the world via a computer connected to the Web information space that is being used for e-publishing, e-businesses, and e-commerce. These principles, if properly used will help me to become even more effective in my job. The knowledge needs to be organized for communities is essential because I have as what I've said, I have to get involve with people because I will not work with myself alone, I have to deal with managers, stockholders, business associates, and every individuals who compose the organization or company. Designing tools to support the organization of knowledge and guiding principle must be also considered specially for the kind of job that I have, to design and develop company data analysis and report solutions. This includes the ability to design front ends and interfaces. I must posses a talent in doing so. I have to make sure that the design I made is acceptable to the user and every individual who will take a glance unto it will surely understand. And finally, the last principle talks about standardization and networking provide infrastructures, which facilitate effective and efficient access to information and document. This principle generally talks about the demonstration and sharing of expertise and perspectives in relation to the organization of knowledge. If one wants to associate these principles into just a few words, they can use communities,user orientation and standardization and networking, respectively. I do believe that these principles principles of information organization will help to fulfill my role so that I will become an effective business intelligence analyst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;However, I also believed that it is not an easy task. I mean, there a lot of challenges that I had to face in performing this role. And I know that this is just natural. I mean in our every action, challenges always accompany us, not to bring us down but to make us strong so that next time around, we will become more effective. First and for most is the competition. We are all aware that competition is one of the most common problem in a job knowing that everybody’s aiming to become the best. Maybe I can address this by making sure that I am really competent. Even when I am a fresh graduate, I had a lot of learnings because I already practice even before I graduated. Also, another problem is that technology is changing. I mean, what we had right now is nothing to what we are going to have in the following years. Technology changes so fast I had to keep myself in touch. I mean, I have to be always updated so that I will not find it hard to deal with other competing companies. Another challenge is if there exist someone who can perform better than I do. Maybe in this case, I had to humbly accept this and realize that each is given different talents and ability. What makes sense is the fact that we use this talent and we help hand in hand for the benefit of the company. We had different strengths and limitations and it's all right as long as we are giving our best in everything we did. My inexperience can also influence on how am I going to perform my role yet I know this can be handled well if I am just willing to learn and improve myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" class="postbody"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; For now, these are my ideas. I know this is subject to change as time comes. However, I am certain that I always dreamed of seeing myself in the future working in a big and top company here in the Philippines as a business intelligence analyst wherein my role would be to design and develop company data analysis and report solutions; review and analyze data from internal and external resources; communicate analysis results and make recommendations to senior management. I will provide a bridge between the business and IT, working with both sides to propose changes to processes and systems to meet the needs of the business. I will act as a liaison between functional areas such as HR, finance, marketing and technical areas, like development. I know I will encounter challenges, that is why, as of now, I'm slowly practicing myself so that I will become a competent applicant after I graduated. The world is all about competition and lucky are those who start to prepare early. Also, I have to apply the principles of information organization and representation so that I can perform my role effectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2859661302894265042-6198624358181872952?l=ladyinstinct.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/feeds/6198624358181872952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2859661302894265042&amp;postID=6198624358181872952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6198624358181872952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2859661302894265042/posts/default/6198624358181872952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyinstinct.blogspot.com/2008/10/hmmmm.html' title='- - -...hmMmM - - -'/><author><name>karren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18085093804135891128</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/TH5xqDCMefI/AAAAAAAAAWA/gqvztI3fk38/S220/P4062666.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nV6x1bhWWX4/SOZjhfRYhPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/qjDsHfbIgMQ/s72-c/1907422564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
